"Old sir, it seems that I will have to disturb you again tomorrow. It has really caused you a lot of trouble."
Jiang Chen waved his hand,
"Don't be so formal. It's just a chair to look at. If you really like to look at it, you can take it away now. I'm tired of sitting on this thing."
Jiang Chen can indeed be willful, but Ma Wenshan would never dare to take the initiative.
said with a wry smile,
"Old sir, please stop joking. If this dragon chair is real, we will definitely go through formal procedures to ask for it from you. Then you can make any price you want, as long as it is not too excessive, I believe that the people from the Cultural Relics Bureau
Everyone will agree."
"Look at me, after living for so long, do I still care about money? At my age, I just want to live as I please."
Jiang Chen laughed,
"Xiao Ma, if you continue to be so reserved, you might not be able to survive Guo Xiaozi."
Ma Wenshan looked at Jiang Chen doubtfully,
"Old sir, who is this Guo guy you keep mentioning? Is he also engaged in archeology? Why don't I remember such a number one person?"
Then he turned to look at Jin Qi doubtfully, "Have you heard of Xiao Jinzi?"
Jiang Chen looked into the distance with his hands behind his back and said in a nostalgic tone,
"Xiao Guozi is always called Xiao Guozi. I have forgotten his real name. I remember that he used to like to write articles and often published them in magazines and newspapers. For this reason, he seemed to be hunted every day. Then I met
I just saved him."
"Then this kid stayed at my place, looking here and there, until he found out the address of the Wanli Tomb from me. Then I never saw him again. Later I heard that he died of illness."
"grandfather."
Jiang Churan stepped forward and grabbed Jiang Chen's hand, with a hint of sadness in his heart.
Old friends died one by one. A girl like Jiang Churan who had never experienced death could not understand how sad Grandpa was. He could only hold Jiang Chen's hand and comfort him gently.
Jiang Chen lowered his head and glanced at Jiang Churan, then smiled and said,
"It's okay. I'm used to it. Who asked them to worry about so many things? I deserve it if they can't survive. Don't you think there's nothing wrong with me being a popular drinker? It's just because I never worry."
"Shocked, a centenarian reveals the secret to longevity, the key is to mind your own business!"
"It's cruel enough. In such a sad atmosphere, when I saw your barrage, I broke through in one second."
"Who knows who Xiao Guozi is? He writes articles, does archaeology, and knows about the tomb of Emperor Wanli."
"Search, in the Internet age, the search is over. If we all search together, we will definitely find it out."
"What are you checking? Didn't you see Mr. Ma's confused face? He must know who it is. Just wait until he announces it later."
"He's really just a stickler!"
The live broadcast room set off a wave of investigations into Xiao Guozi.
Ma Wenshan looked shocked as he listened to Jiang Chen's description and asked in disbelief,
"You're not talking about the dean of the Academy of Sciences, are you?"
"I don't know about the president of the Academy of Sciences. I just know that he has held many official positions and changed positions at every turn. I really haven't paid much attention to what he does specifically."
Jiang Chen shook his head.
Jin Qi looked at Ma Wenshan with confusion,
"Teacher Ma, there are too many deans of the Academy of Sciences. Who are you talking about?"
"Mr. Guo, he was the only one who loved digging graves and wrote books back then. You actually know Mr. Guo Moruo?"
Ma Wenshan reminded loudly.
Jiang Chen subconsciously picked his ears.
"Xiao Ma, don't be surprised all the time. Little Guozi seems to have such a name. What's the matter? Is he famous?"
"He's so famous."
Marven Shan almost fainted,
"Not to mention his achievements in literature and politics, just his research on oracle bone inscriptions is simply the level of a grandfather. If it weren't for the "Oracle Bone Inscriptions Collection" compiled by him, we descendants who want to study the bronze civilization would not have known about it.
How many years will it take to wait?”
"Oracle bone script? By the way, he did ask me for advice on this thing at the time. I even made fun of him at the time. Why did he study old writing when he had nothing to do? People nowadays don't use it."
Jiang Chen suddenly laughed and said,
I also remembered that little Guozi used to hold oracle bones and light a lamp to read at night.
Later, I just couldn't stand it anymore and I just mentioned it a few times.
He was completely entangled and couldn't get rid of it.
For others, Oracle may require careful research and verification.
But for Jiang Chen, who invented Oracle, it was just a matter of convenience.
The so-called Oracle Bone Script is just a random invention of words thousands of years ago for the convenience of communication.
"Excuse me? Are you the mysterious old man who is rumored to have taught Mr. Guo Oracle? We have always regarded Mr. Guo as being humble."
Ma Wenshan was shocked again,
So many strange things happened on this day,
His 50-year-old heart couldn't bear it anymore.
"What the hell, Mr. Guo?"
"The old man has taught Mr. Guo, is it okay? I'm afraid it's not true!"
"Have you heard of Mr. Guo's story and made it up based on rumors?"
"Stay away from the anti-fans upstairs. The dragon chair in the old man's house is proof. Is there any need to make up such lies that can be exposed immediately? Do you believe it even if you don't look at Ma Wenshan?"
"If the old man really didn't lie, doesn't it mean that the IOU that the old man took out before is also true?"
"Anchor, go and collect the bill, this is the only step to becoming a rich woman!"
"What kind of fairy live broadcast room is this? I kneel down and worship!"
Ever since Master Ma Wenshan entered the live broadcast in the morning, the popularity of the live broadcast room has remained high. Many new lines have been opened in the backstage of Whale to ensure that the live broadcast content will not be stuck or delayed.
Jiang Churan was used to the big news that his grandfather broke from time to time. He looked at the live broadcast camera calmly,
"New water friends, please click and follow us, the anchor loves you!"
"Who is this woman? Get out of the way and don't disturb me watching the live broadcast!"
"Where are you, old woman? Get out of the way, I want to see the old man."
"Anchor, the gifts have been given out. Please change the camera quickly. I want to pay my respects to the old man more."
Jiang Churan curled his lips. What happened today made Jiang Churan suddenly realize,
I can no longer live broadcast my grandpa's life at will. Each one is getting bigger and bigger, which is no longer something a newbie anchor like me can bear.
Especially today, my grandpa revealed that he knows Mr. Guo. It would be okay if no one knew about it, but through the live broadcast, who knows how many people will spread it wantonly, which may bring big trouble to grandpa.
After thinking about it, Jiang Churan apologized to the camera and turned off the live broadcast room. He planned to wait for Ma Wenshan and the two to leave and have a good talk with his grandfather about the live broadcast.
If grandpa allows it, I can take advantage of grandpa's popularity.