Walking outside the library, Lin Wanwan stopped and said, "Thank you, Teacher Lu, there's no need to send it away. You can go about your business."
Lu Shouyue arched his eyebrows and said with a smile: "I have nothing to do now, so I just came out to relax. Also, I am just a guest, not a real teacher. How can a teacher of archeology touch antiques? Ha, I have been listening to you.
As a teacher, I feel a little ashamed."
"Even if he is a visiting professor, he is still a professor." Lin Wanwan asked curiously, "Why can't archaeologists touch antiques?"
Lu Shouyue shrugged and said: "To avoid suspicion, people in the archaeological field are too sensitive. They handle too many antiquities. If you collect antiques by yourself, you will easily hit a minefield. You might just go in and drink free tea."
This was the first time Lin Wanwan heard of such a thing, and she said in surprise: "But I remember when the people in your store introduced you, they said you studied archeology?"
Lu Shouyue laughed at himself: "Studying archeology does not mean that I am an archaeologist. I am not a scholar. I am essentially just a businessman."
Loneliness flashed across his eyes. Lin Wanwan was startled for a moment, then smiled and said: "Some people desperately want to go to Rome. You were born in the center of Rome, and you are still crying here?"
"Haha, I was wrong." Lu Shouyue smiled and changed the subject, "Let's go have a meal together? I'll order a meal from Xie Yuting."
Lin Wanwan thought for a moment, shook her head and said, "Let's wait another day."
"Then I'll send it to you."
"No need to bother, I've already booked a ride-hailing service online."
Lu Shouyue didn't force himself and said with a smile: "Okay then, be careful on the road, bye."
On the way back, Lin Wanwan transferred the appraisal fee of 4,000 yuan to Lu Shouyue. As for the four experts, she couldn't invite them herself.
The appraisal prices in the antique market were very confusing, and Lin Wanwan also watched them.
There are those that can tell the authenticity in one second if it costs 300 times; there are also those that will issue a certificate after 30,000 times. As for whether the final result is trustworthy or not, it depends on whether there is a buyer to take over.
But as soon as she transferred, the money was returned.
Lu Shouyue sent a message: "This is not an appraisal."
Lin Wanwan was stunned. Isn't this considered an appraisal?
As soon as she got home, Lin Wanwan wrapped the painting in white velvet, then carefully removed the middle compartment of the safe and put the painting in. It was safer to put such a precious painting in a safe.
After putting down the painting, she looked at the room, touched her chin and said secretly: "I have to install a surveillance system at home."
She did whatever came to her mind and sent a message to Gu Jingyu: "I remember your cousin-in-law owns a computer store, right?"
Gu Jingyu's message came back quickly: "Yes. What's the matter? Do you want to buy a computer?"
Lin Wanwan: "No, I want to install a surveillance camera at home. I wonder if your cousin-in-law's store has one."
Gu Jingyu: "Let me ask for you."
After a while, Gu Jingyu pushed her cousin’s WeChat account and left a message: “They happen to have a surveillance business, please contact my cousin directly.”
Lin Wanwan immediately contacted Gu Jingyu's cousin, who was also very resolute in doing things, and made an appointment to come to the house to install surveillance tomorrow.
After this matter was settled, Lin Wanwan opened the space-time door with the pot and other things in her arms and returned to the Tang Dynasty.
It actually snowed in the sky. The first snowfall in the Tang Dynasty came very early. It is obvious that the Han and Tang Dynasties were in a warm period in history.
Lin Wanwan gathered her cloak, and after Kunlun loaded the big wooden box containing her things onto the carriage, she also jumped on the carriage and went back to Linjiazhuang.
In the evening, sitting on the terrace with floor-to-ceiling glass windows on the second floor, Lin Wanwan, Xiao Qingyu and Lin Mengbo's family were sitting cross-legged around a hot pot for dinner.
Eating hot pot while admiring the snowy scenery, my life was like a fairy.
Chinese people have a long history of eating hot pot, with records dating back to the Three Kingdoms period.
People in the Tang Dynasty also loved eating hot pot in winter. They called hot pot a stove. Bai Juyi wrote a poem about eating hot pot in winter - green ants with new fermented grains and a small red mud stove. It was snowing in the evening.
Can I have a drink?
Get together in the middle of winter, have a warm hot pot and drink some wine, it will make you feel comfortable just thinking about it.
Today’s dishes are also very rich.
There are beef rolls, mutton rolls, bean curds, frozen tofu, quail eggs, etc. that Lin Wanwan bought in modern times, as well as duck paws, duck blood, chicken feet and wings raised in the wild in the Tang Dynasty, which did not eat feed, and seashells.
Lin’s wild prawns caught by himself make shrimp paste, shrimp balls and shrimp dumplings, as well as venison which is not easy to eat in modern times!
"How's it going? Does the hot pot made with my base taste great?" Lin Wanwan asked Lin Qin next to her with a smile.
"Well, it's really delicious. Wan Niang, your hands are so skillful." Lin Qin praised it sincerely.
In fact, for her, even if she boiled the food in front of her with clear soup, it was a delicacy that she could not eat during the Chinese New Year. Shrimp, crab and seafood were not uncommon, but beef and venison were really something she had lived for more than 20 years.
In years, I have never enjoyed anything.
As she ate, she even wanted to cry. What kind of luck did she have? She was able to be neighbors with the disciples of the old god! She had enjoyed all the blessings, and her life was not in vain.
For Lin Wanwan, there would be no atmosphere if everyone didn't get together to have a hot pot meal on a snowy day.
Lonely and deserted, she really needs the excitement of lively fireworks.
The three little guys chatted and drank the freshly squeezed juice brought by Lin Wanwan from modern times. They were as happy as larks, making others feel happy when they looked at them.
Lin Wanwan originally asked Huanong, Yun Shang, and Kunlun to serve the table together, but the three of them firmly did not dare.
In the Tang Dynasty, merchants were not allowed to eat with gentlemen. As slaves who were lower than merchants, how could they eat with noble masters? The three people who had been brainwashed and trained would never dare to overstep this distinction between superiority and inferiority.
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Seeing them like this, Lin Wanwan had no choice but to tell the three of them to start a new pot by themselves. Yun Shang wanted to wait on the side, but Lin Wanwan kicked her out.
It's just eating, everything has been prepared, why do you need people to wait on you? As a modern person, Lin Wanwan has not decayed to this extent.
While they were scalding the meat and eating, there was movement from the west door. A moment later, Yun Shang led Lin Zhentian up the stairs: "Madam, Mr. Zhentian is back."
Lin Wanwan saw Lin Zhentian and greeted quickly: "Come over and eat together, Yun Shang, bring an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks."
Lin Zhentian waved his hands quickly: "No, no, Master Lin, I just came to report a few things in the farm."
"Let's talk while we eat. What's the rush?" Lin Wanwan glanced at Lin Mengbo, who immediately stood up, pulled Lin Zhentian over, and knelt down around the round table.
"Wan Niang has already called you, why are you so nagging? Don't you want to eat so much meat? Hurry up and feel better."
Lin Zhentian rubbed his hands nervously and said with a smile: "I'm just afraid that when I leave, those bankers will cause chaos."
Lin Wanwan smiled and said, "Just relax. Without your supervision, chaos will not break out immediately. They don't dare."