Live appraising treasures, I became a national treasure expert?

Chapter 427 The rising world
The sun was shining brightly, and the snow was dripping down, dripping down the corners of the eaves and splashing water on the ground.

The air was much better, but it was very windy, humid and cold, and there were not many tourists in the central square.

Several girls took pictures around the bronze statue of Genghis Khan at the entrance of the Cultural Palace, and asked Li Ding'an to help.

Since he was idle anyway, Li Dingan did not refuse and took the camera.

Yu Huiyin also came over: "A college student?"

"Yes, he is still a top student at the National University!"

"That leather robe is so beautiful?"

"I'll buy you a set when I leave!"

Yu Huiyin squinted his eyes and smiled: "Okay!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the camera went dark.

Another example is when going out to eat, Li Ding'an often chats with his boss. The conversation was quite good at first, but as soon as Yu Huiyin or Shu Jing started to speak Chinese, the conversation stopped immediately.

The Mongolian girl who asked him for help blocked the camera: "Are you Chinese (Mongolian)?"

The weather was okay and visibility was good. After leaving the city, there were colorful houses all over the mountains and plains. Yu Huiyin and Shu Jinghao opened the car windows and looked at them with gusto.

"I contacted them, but their excavation research plan for Mongolia this year is in June. The Cultural Relics Bureau has already approved it. It's not easy to add projects temporarily. It's too late to add another one!"

"Wait a little longer!" Li Ding'an looked at his watch, "It's almost twelve o'clock, Director Wang will be out soon!"

For example, the University of Ulaanbaatar and the Henan Museum jointly excavated the Gaole Maodu Cemetery No. 2 in Hou'aihang Province: there are more than 100 tombs, and the number of proven tombs is more than 570. And most of them are large tombs from the Warring States Period to the Han Dynasty.

I don’t know who said it: People here only like the money in Chinese pockets... Li Dingan thinks it makes sense.

This is a national inspection, how can we spend Li Ding'an's money?
Wang Yongqian nodded: "Don't worry!"

After getting in the car, Li Ding'an started to sleep. After an unknown amount of time, Yu Huiyin poked him: "Li Ding'an, look, what a big mountain?"

At that time, Mongolia was already in the freezing period, so why did we conduct an inspection?

Hangai Mountain, Orkhon River...are we almost there?

Li Ding'an sighed: "What should we do?"

It seems like this is the only way?
Li Ding'an breathed out: "Then as soon as possible: prepare a few more vehicles with better performance, including logistics vehicles, and then invite a few experts in history and paleogeography from the capital to be as professional as possible. If the funds are not enough, you will tell me I, I will find a way..."

"We may still need to coordinate this ourselves. It's nothing more than spending more money."

The girl nodded lightly and took the camera.

Provincial branch?
It sounds like a province, but the population is only 120,000 to 30,000. It is only one town in the south of the country, and the population of a small county in the northwest. How big can the school be?
The inspection and research capabilities may not be as good as Tongliao.

A week later, the inspection team set off for thirty days.

It was indeed too late: they didn’t arrive until June. Only after they arrived could they submit applications to the Mongolian Ministry of Culture, Sports and Tourism and the Academy of Sciences. The approval alone would take more than three or four months, and the earliest project approval would be around October.

And eight out of ten times, the final bill will be two or three times more expensive than what's on the Mongolian menu.

There are more than ten such sites in Mongolia. In comparison, it was just a ruins from the Yuan Dynasty, and people really didn't take it seriously.

The key point is: in people's eyes, Feng Shui type sites do not add much to their history, culture and influence, so naturally they are not taken seriously.

Li Ding'an smiled: "Yes!"

"Can you contact the Henan Museum and let us be affiliated?"

Wang Yongqian and the counselor walked out of the Cultural Palace.

"Oh!"

What am I angry about?

The counselor shook his head: "Not ideal!"

"It's just a provincial branch. Let's not mention the level of inspection and research. Can access and logistics be guaranteed?"

Seeing that he was not very interested, Yu Huiyin held his arm again: "Are you hungry? Why don't you go get something to eat?"

……

He subconsciously opened his eyes: the grassland was dry and yellow for thousands of miles, and a giant dragon rose from the ground.

The river rolled down and meandered northward without knowing where it was going.

What do you mean?
Wang Yongqian sighed: "The National Museum, the Academy of Sciences, the National University, and the University of Ulaanbaatar all have archaeological projects, and they can't allocate their hands for the time being."

Li Ding'an hurriedly greeted him: "How is it?"

No more filming?
The two looked at each other, Yu Huiyin laughed and covered his face: "Don't be angry!"

The counselor thought for a while: "There is only one way: settle for the next best thing and cooperate with local institutions in Mongolia, such as the former branch of the National University in Hangai Province!"

After all, it is also a national-level research institution. One of them cannot be separated from others, and all of them cannot be separated from others?

After a moment's thought, Li Ding'an understood: the scale of the ruins was too small, and there was only one site. The key was that it was too recent, so people really looked down upon it.

Having been here for more than half a month, I have already become accustomed to it: for example, when I hear them speaking Chinese on the street or in a hotel, the locals will always look at them with strange eyes.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Huiyin pointed to the Cultural Palace: "Look?"

The mountains are majestic, with peaks and ridges rising and falling, all showing their majesty.

He looked at his watch: it would be four hours since he showed up.

After turning off the highway and walking on the dirt road for almost half an hour, an ancient city gradually became clear: Hara Helin.

Newly built, of course.

The original site was completely destroyed during the Soviet period: the wall bricks and stone foundations were removed to build houses, then leveled and reclaimed for fields.

After the disintegration of the Soviet Union, UNESCO carried out rescue repairs. As a result, the expert team took the lead and the herdsmen took back the bricks and built the sheepfold.

In the new century, Mongolia gradually paid attention to it. With the funding from China, Japan, Germany and other countries, it renovated some ruins, built a museum, and took some protective measures. A few years ago, Mongolia planned to follow China's lead in industrial transformation and vigorously develop tourism. The reconstruction plan of the ancient capitals of Hara and Ling was also put back on the agenda.

But so far, it is still in the planning stage. The key is two words: lack of money...

Accompanied by officials from the Educational, Scientific and Technological Brigade and the Foreign Affairs Department, the locals were quite enthusiastic. They arranged the inspection team at the Halaholin Sumu Forest Farm and even arranged a dinner.

Li Ding'an took a general look: there are more than ten brick houses and seven or eight wooden houses, which can be used as a temporary camp during the investigation.

At least it's better than living in a tent.

After having a quick snack at noon, we took Yu Huiyin for a walk around the ancient city. When we came back, the sun had already set to the west.

There were still the same few cars in the yard, with a bonfire in the middle, and a whole lamb being roasted until it was sizzling with oil. Next to it was a small oven where two aunties were grilling mutton skewers.

The kitchen was filled with mist, and there was a faint smell of cooking.

There were seven or eight people sitting at the round table: two officials, two Mongolian professors, two sumudas (township chiefs) of Hara and Forest, as well as the forest farm director and translator.

There was meat on the table, and two boxes of Wuliangye and several empty bottles were placed at their feet. Wang Yongqian and Secretary Liu had red faces, and they must have drank a lot.

He picked up a handful of barbecue and took a bite: "Director Wang, where are the people from the National Branch?"

"It says it's not ready yet and won't arrive until tomorrow morning!"

No... It was agreed in advance that we would meet today and conduct an inspection tomorrow?

Besides, it’s been a week to prepare...

Wang Yongqian winked at him again: "Wait a minute!"

Li Dingxin understood and said no more: "Okay!"

As a result, we waited until the morning of the third day.

Wang Yongqian kept calling, five or six times.

"what happened?"

"It said that the prepared vehicle broke down and we are redeploying the vehicle!"

"It's not far. It's only a hundred kilometers to here, and there aren't many people. Can we pick him up in our car?"

"You can't pick it up every day, right?"

Just pick it up every day...huh?

Wang Yongqian remained silent, and Li Dingan suddenly understood: Want money?
He thought for a while: "Who wants this money, public or private?"

"All!"

Good guy, it’s all about the top and bottom?
Well, right?

Yesterday morning, when the two officials were leaving, Secretary Liu was at the car door and seemed to have stuffed something for them. I didn't pay attention at the time, but I just felt that it was colorful.

"Did you also give money to those two yesterday?"

"Don't worry!"

"How many did you give?"

Wang Yongqian glared at him.

Fan Rong was right next to him, quietly showing him a finger.

Could this be a thousand?
At least ten thousand dollars.

Let’s do the math: more than 70,000 yuan per person is equivalent to two years’ salary of a local civil servant… but it ends up being sent here from the capital?
Thinking back to the way Wang Yongqian vomited in the morning, Li Ding'an felt that he couldn't cope with it: How can a dignified division-level cadre be treated like this?
"Back!"

"Where are you going back?"

"Of course I'm going back to my country, where else can I go?"

"Why are you so angry? You said it when you came here: I will be responsible for external coordination, and you can just do a good job of inspection and research."

"I'm not angry, I just think that just for coordination, it's only 20,000 US dollars. How much more will it cost?"

"Use your brain." Wang Yongqian glared at him, "Why don't you calculate how long it has been since we came to formally inspect it, and how big a project is this?"

Li Dingan thought for a while and took a breath.

If it is placed domestically, it must be at the ministerial level anyway. According to the normal speed, from submission of materials to approval, it will take three months to half a year.

What's more, this is still Mongolia, half a month... riding a rocket?
This scolding was not resented.

"How much did you spend?"

"Stop prying!"

Wang Yongqian patted him on the shoulder and said, "Remember, this is outside: if money can solve the problem, then it is not a problem!"

Hey...it feels so reasonable, but I'm speechless?

Li Ding'an raised his eyebrows: "I brought you a box of wine during the Chinese New Year, but you don't even dare to accept it?"

"Nonsense, can it be the same? Don't worry about it anymore... I'll contact you again tomorrow morning. If it still doesn't work, you have to go to the provincial capital."

"Giving gifts again?"

"I told you to take care of yourself!"

"Then take me with you, at least you can learn more about the world!"

Wang Yongqian said nothing and looked him up and down.

Li Ding'an understood instantly, and his chest clapped loudly: "Don't worry, I will never cause trouble, just take a look!"

After thinking for a while, Wang Yongqian nodded: "Okay!"

(End of this chapter)