Chapter 4:

Pippi has never been to the C City Museum once, although she has grown up in this city since she was a child, but she passed by it every day when she was in school. I don't know what school's design style it is. The whole museum looks like a coffin, narrow and rectangular, and lifeless silver-gray. The newspaper said that the museum has been renovated several times, and the decoration and facilities inside are extremely elegant, and it has become the main external window and cultural symbol of City C.
However, when she was young, Pippi's parents would rather take her to the park than to the museum. She also scared her and said that there was nothing in the museum, there were a few ancient coffins. Later they confessed that the main reason for not going to the museum was that the toilets there were not good. All sitting toilets are very unaccustomed.
They are right.
The proud collections of the C City Museum are the tombs of the Warring States Period and the ancient corpses of the Han Dynasty. In addition, there are abundant bronzes and jade wares.
It was completely dark. Qingxue quietly fell silently. Pippi got out of the car, wrapped his scarf around his neck fiercely, and checked his watch. It was exactly eight o'clock. Feng Xinhua was waiting for her in the security duty room at the door.
Entering the door, a beam of heating rushed towards him, and he looked at the thermometer next to him, 26 degrees. Pippi suddenly felt hot, and quickly took off his scarf and coat.
I don't know if it is to generate income or to invigorate local culture. The museum opens a lot of study classes at night: art classes, pottery classes, calligraphy classes, recitation classes, Go classes, etc., etc., and so on. There are various levels. The children came and went through another door, laughing and joking, people coming and going, and the parents waiting on the side, it was very lively.
Crossing this gate is the administrative area and reservoir area of ​​the museum. The long corridor suddenly became quiet, and the pale yellow light was shining on the bright floor, and the footsteps stomped with echoes. On the way, Feng Xinhua introduced:
"We are walking towards the library area of ​​the museum. I am the security guard. I hope you will use your character to guarantee that you will not touch the things in the museum." He pointed to a Buddha statue placed on the side of the road and said, "Don't look at it. In the exhibition hall, this thing is from the Song Dynasty."
It was a broken head. The nose was gone. It was suddenly placed on a mahogany support, with a rare vicissitudes of life.
"I think the Red Guards really did a lot of bad things back then." Feng Xinhua said.
In the corridors, the doors of several offices were concealed, and bright lights came out of them. Feng Xinhua was right. There are researchers who work at night.
After a while, Feng Xinhua suddenly stopped and said, "I have already inquired about it for you. Recently, the Provincial Museum of A has exchanged with us a collection of jadeware from the Ming and Qing Dynasties. Mr. Helan has been making it in the warehouse this week. Research.-The warehouse will be here soon. What should I say to him after I go in, have you thought about it?"
"Um... I just said that I am your cousin, and I am very interested in Gu Yu. I want to ask him a few questions about Gu Yu. Okay?"
"Well, that's a good idea."
Pippi's next plan is to invite Helan Jingting to give a lecture on ancient jade knowledge in the name of the Chinese Student Union of Lake T University. Since the museum has a close cooperative relationship with the local cultural and educational department, it generally does not refuse the invitation from the school. After the lecture, she would take the opportunity to tell Helan Jingting that the school newspaper wanted to do a simple interview. There are only a few hundred copies of the school newspaper, and I believe Helan Jingting will not mind. As for whether this interview will be "inadvertently" reprinted by foreign newspapers, it is hard to say.
After several cumbersome safety checks, Feng Xinhua took Pippi into the warehouse.
Across a row of huge collection cabinets, he pointed to a figure not far away, and whispered: "He's right there, go."
For some reason, Pippi suddenly became nervous. She did not move immediately, but hid behind the cabinet and observed it.
From the back, Helan Jingting is a young man. It was so cold outside, he was only wearing a thin linen shirt, showing his fair skin. A bit thin, but not slender. He was cleaner than any man Pippi had ever seen, as spotless as a piece of suet white jade that had been rubbed for many years.
The warehouse consists of a group of storage cabinets. The space is very large, and there is a large space in the middle, with ancient square tables and armchairs. There are several groups of elegant and well-made chi pattern sofas scattered around. Helan Jingting was sitting on a chair by the window, holding a pencil, facing a carved jade cup on the mahogany tea table, gently sketching it in the sketchbook. In addition to the jade cup on the coffee table, there is also a small magnifying glass and a cigar-sized spotlight.
Suddenly, Pippi smelled the morning deep mountain fern again. She was stunned, and found that Helan Jingting's back suddenly shivered. She quickly took out a pair of sunglasses from her pocket and put it on her eyes, turned around and looked at Pippi.
Before he could speak, Pippi quickly said:
"Good evening, Mr. Helan. The snow is really big today! Isn’t it? I’m afraid it’s the biggest snow here in a hundred years! I didn’t expect to see you here. I forgot to introduce myself. I am an insignificant elementary school student. , Your admirer is very fascinated by ancient jade."
Speaking too hastily, Pippi only felt his lips dry, and couldn't help but look at Helan Jingting's reaction.
Helan Jingting didn't respond.
Guan Pipi secretly thought that if this person took off his sunglasses, he would be very good-looking, he would definitely not look like he is now, weird and gloomy, with a slight tick at the corner of his mouth, showing a specious smile, half sarcasm, half mockery.
She felt that it was difficult for her to connect this person with this year's "Top Ten Cultural News". At least from the perspective of the interview, the degree of difficulty has risen geometrically, not to mention whether this person is worth the interview.
However, Pippi's dream cannot be broken so quickly!
She turned her eyes and leaned over to look at the jade cup: "Ah! This jade cup is really exquisite! Is it from the Han Dynasty? Look at this pattern, is it a cloud thunder pattern? It is rare to see a jade cup with such a handle! Suddenly one Look, it looks like an Irish beer mug. Mr. Helan, can I ask you some questions? It’s a bit late now, isn’t it bothering you? Can you explain to me in detail what is new mountain jade and what is old mountain jade Is it? Also, how can I be sure that a jade article is an antique and not a fake? Oh-your magnifying glass is so small, how many times it? Can it be shrunk?"
Although it was a lively opening remark, Pippi was frightened by his clumsy acting skills, and a little doubted whether he could really be a reporter.
Helan Jingting did not speak for a long time. After a while, he asked slowly: "You are—"
"My name is Guan Pippi, a graduate of Lake T University." She shook hands with him enthusiastically, "It's nice to meet you, please take care of me!"
As soon as they squeezed their hands, Guan Pippi felt a sudden nausea. Seeing that there was a spittoon next to him, he vomited at the spittoon. While vomiting, apologized: "I'm sorry, I think I ate something bad..."
Helan Jingting watched her vomiting silently, and without a word, suddenly dragged her out of the warehouse and dragged her to her office.
Then handed her a glass of water.
"...Recently, my stomach is a little uncomfortable." Guan Pipi's face turned pale. In order to complete the task, he smiled at Helan Jingting.
"Is it better now?" He didn't smile, unmoved.
"Okay, better."
"How much salary do you earn a year?"
"Huh? Salary?"
"We have to talk about compensation."
"Compensation?" Guan Pippi was inexplicable, "what compensation?"
"Did you throw up just now?"
"Yes."
"Where did you throw up?"
"A spittoon."
"First, it is not a spittoon. Second, even if it is a spittoon, it is also a spittoon in the Shang Dynasty." Helan Jingting sneered, "Do you know the corrosive power of human gastric juice on bronzes?"
"Oh..." Pippi shuddered. But she still felt nauseous, so she lowered her head again, looking for the spittoon. Sure enough, I found another one on the ground next to the table. I was about to vomit. I saw that the spittoon was carved with flowers, the base was shining, and two dragons were engraved on both ends, which seemed to be pure gold, so I swallowed the nauseous thing again. Go back: "...Excuse me, what age is this spittoon?"
"Tang Dynasty."
"This...what about this?" She pointed to a celadon vase.
"Yuan Dynasty."
Then she saw a large bowl on the desk, probably for washing pens, in a simple form and probably not expensive, so she held it in her hand. Unexpectedly, within a second, the bowl was taken back by Helan Jingting: "Don't move this, this is also from the Tang Dynasty."
Pippi was really anxious, stomped his feet, and shouted at him in spite of three or seventy-one: "Mr. Helan! I'm going to throw up. You have to find something to make me throw up!"
Helan Jingting looked at her with a faint smile, and said, "Why don't you just throw up on the ground?"
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