The wind in early spring is still slightly chilly, but compared to the biting cold wind in February, the weather is already much better. The flowers, plants and trees in the courtyard have also begun to bring in new ones, and every trace of green represents the arrival of spring.
"Buzz...buzz..."
A line of twenty-four homing pigeons flew past in the sky, and the whistles under their feet made a buzzing sound, which caused Fang Fangyuan who was playing in the yard to look up to the sky, clapped their hands and started chasing them.
In spring, there are more and more people hanging pigeons. In a courtyard like Zhuang Rui, you can hear the unique sound of pigeon whistles twice every morning and evening. It is rare to see it in today's city surrounded by steel.
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After experiencing the 2008 Beijing Olympics, housing prices in Beijing have doubled again, and the freshness of willows and green water, the neatness of gray bricks and tiles, the leisure of the birdcage chess game, and the courtyard houses full of Beijing flavor, because of its
As the quantity becomes increasingly scarce, its price soars.
Especially the courtyard where Zhuang Rui lives is not a place for hutong tours, but is designated as a heritage protection zone and is not open to tourists. Moreover, a few alleys away from Zhuang Rui, there is an unknown person.
The old general who was willing to live in Yuquan Mountain lived there, and it was even more heavily guarded, and other people in the alley also benefited from it.
The current market value of the courtyard house that Zhuang Rui spent tens of millions to buy is around 7.8 billion RMB. Even so, it is still priceless but not marketable. Nowadays, only those who can afford the courtyard house in Beijing can afford it, except for those with deep-rooted old households.
Outside, everyone is either rich or noble.
"Gah...gah..."
A head with golden hair protruded from the huge bird's nest on the old locust tree. It glanced at the sky with its eyes like sharp swords, and let out a few dissatisfied "quacking" sounds. Suddenly, the sky was flying.
The passing pigeons became panicked and could no longer maintain their previous formation, scattering and escaping towards the sky.
Xiao Jin stretched out his head and took another look disdainfully. He let out a few hums that he didn't know what they meant, and retracted his head. If Xiao Jin was young, he might still be interested in flying up to the sky to chase, but now
Xiao Jin has no regard for these pigeons.
Xiao Jin, who has fully grown up, is now more than one meter tall on the ground, with his wings spread nearly three meters long. If he spreads his wings and flies in the yard, it is not an exaggeration to describe him as covering the sky and the sun, especially when he is standing on the ground.
Under the golden eagle, the wind caused by the flapping of its wings made Zhuang Rui unsteady.
Because the manor in the suburbs of Beijing was too empty and the wind was very strong in winter, Zhuang Rui moved back to the courtyard. I don't know if it was because of him. The golden eagle and the white lion also came back. Only King Kong was really not used to it and stayed here.
In the manor, Zhuang Rui goes to comfort the big guy every week.
"Dad, dad, little Jin Huai scared away the pigeons..."
Seeing the pigeons flying in the sky and refusing to fly over their house anymore, the almost three-year-old son complained to the little blond under the tree. However, no one except Zhuang Rui liked to talk to him, so the little guy ran to
A complaint was filed in front of Zhuang Rui.
"Haha, let your Uncle Peng raise some more pigeons later, okay?"
Zhuang Rui picked up his chubby son and kissed him hard. Before Xiao Jin came, pigeons were raised in the courtyard, but when Xiao Jin came, those pigeons that were released never returned home. I don’t know.
Which pigeon breeder is cheaper?
More than half a year has passed since Zhuang Rui's trip to the United States. Except for a trip to Pengcheng, Zhuang Rui has never left Beijing. The incident that happened more than half a year ago gradually faded away in Zhuang Rui's heart.
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However, at the end of the year, Mr. He, who was far away in Macau, donated a batch of precious cultural relics to Zhuang Rui's museum. The fourth wife personally brought them. He also asked Zhuang Rui to sign an equity transfer letter and transfer himself to Zhuang Rui.
Ten percent of the shares of a newly formed entertainment company were transferred to Zhuang Rui's name.
Zhuang Rui did not refuse. He knew that this was Mr. He and his fourth wife's way of expressing their apology to him. You must know that although the introduction of Zhuang Rui to participate in the charity auction was out of good intentions, it put Zhuang Rui in deep danger. Mr. He
It cannot but be expressed.
During the past half year or so, Zhuang Rui also deliberately asked Ouyang Lei about the outcome of the incident. According to Ouyang Lei, relevant US departments had jointly carried out an operation with Russian anti-terrorist forces in Siberia a few months ago.
An anti-terrorism exercise.
According to intelligence from relevant departments, the anti-terrorism exercise killed dozens of terrorists hiding in Siberia, but it seems that Mr. David was not captured, so there is still no news about Xuandelu, whom Zhuang Rui has always been worried about.
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"Brother Zhuang, Professor Meng is here..."
Zhuang Rui didn't go out for more than half a year, but he got a lot closer to his children. Just as Zhuang Rui was playing with his son, Hao Long's voice came from the concierge, and Zhuang Rui quickly hugged his son and went out.
Today, Zhuang Rui made an appointment with Professor Meng and invited him to his home as a guest. The main reason is that Zhuang Rui has some ideas in his heart and needs to seek the teacher's opinion.
Arriving at the door, Zhuang Rui greeted Professor Meng and found that the teacher's charming granddaughter was also following him. He quickly smiled and said: "Hey, the swing is here too. How is your work? Is it going well?
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The little girl has graduated from school and is now working as a doctor in a hospital in Beijing. However, Zhuang Rui has not seen her for almost two years. The little girl is getting more and more beautiful, but the naughty look in her eyes makes her look more beautiful.
It's still the same as before.
"Hello, Brother Zhuang, is this your son? Call auntie quickly..."
After Meng Qiuqian said hello to Zhuang Rui, his attention was attracted by the pink little guy in Zhuang Rui's arms. Meng Qiuqian, who had always been a junior in the family, suddenly became excited and reached out to touch Xiao Fangfang.
"Hey, let me tell you, girl, you should call me Uncle Zhuang, okay?"
Zhuang Rui reluctantly handed his son into Meng Qiuqian's arms. This girl was already a big child. Where could she take care of a child?
"No, grandpa said, let's talk about our own affairs, little guy, hurry up and call aunt..." Meng Qiuqian rolled her eyes at Zhuang Rui, and started to rub Fang Fang's face with one small hand.
"Okay, swing, let's take Fang Fang to play in the yard. By the way, don't be afraid when you see the white lion..."
Zhuang Rui smiled bitterly. Fortunately, his wife took his daughter out today, otherwise the two little guys would have been tortured by that girl. After letting the teacher sit down in the main room of the middle courtyard, he secretly told Ma Zhang
After a few words, he could not trust his precious son to the care of that girl.
"In early spring, willows and lotus leaves are fragrant. Xiaozhuang, let's sit in the yard..."
This was not the first time that Professor Meng came to Zhuang Rui's courtyard house. The old man liked the environment here very much and immediately started to move the tea sets on the table.
"Teacher, let me do it..."
Zhuang Rui couldn't let Professor Meng do it. He quickly picked up the tea set, put it on the table in the yard, and started to make tea. I don't know if it was influenced by people like Professor Meng and the old man, but Zhuang Rui liked drinking tea more and more.
, this craft is becoming increasingly sophisticated.
Professor Meng picked up the teacup and sniffed it at the tip of his nose. After taking it in, he closed his eyes and thought about it for a while. After a while, he said: "Good tea, Xiaozhuang, you can probably catch up with my monthly salary with this little tea."
Bar……"
"Haha, teacher, I still have a couple of tea leaves, I'll take them away for you later..."
Zhuang Rui smiled. Although the teacher's monthly salary subsidy was almost more than 20,000 yuan, to put it bluntly, he really couldn't buy a tael of tea.
You must know that this tea is the real Wuyi Dahongpao. It was picked from the three remaining trees on the mountain. In ancient times, it was tribute tea. Even now, only people at the national leader level can drink it. It is not available on the market.
Not visible at all.
Zhuang Rui got it from his grandfather during the Chinese New Year. There were only three taels in total. After giving one tael to Gu Yezi, he drank some more, and he only had more than one tael left on hand.
"Okay, I want to take this tea away..."
Professor Meng was not polite. After carefully savoring the taste in his mouth, he looked at Zhuang Rui and said, "Xiao Zhuang, you will graduate with your Ph.D. this year. Do you have a direction for your thesis?"
Professor Meng has been teaching and educating people for many years, but the most proud thing is Zhuang Rui, a close disciple. The excavation of the tomb of Emperor Liu Xiu can be said to be all due to Zhuang Rui. The only thing Professor Meng is dissatisfied with is that Zhuang Rui dabbled too much.
, this professional reputation is actually far inferior to his reputation in the antique shop and jade industry.
"Teacher, I was just wanting to discuss this matter with you..."
Zhuang Rui thought for a moment and then said: "Teacher, do you think my paper is based on underwater archeology, or should I write about something else?"
Zhuang Rui was also having a headache about this matter during this time. Although with his current net worth, he didn't care much about a doctoral degree, Professor Meng had nothing to say to himself. If he wanted to say that his doctoral thesis could not be passed, then that was not the case.
It hurts the teacher’s face.
"Xiaozhuang, you can be considered an authority in the country on underwater archeology, but the things in the water are limited after all, and cannot be compared with the culture buried in the soil for thousands of years. My opinion is that you can
Organize an archaeological excavation alone, and you can use this as material for your doctoral thesis..."
Professor Meng's words are not a compliment to his disciple. Since the founding of the People's Republic of China, Zhuang Rui initiated and participated in the two most important underwater archaeological discoveries. What's more, the first salvage of a Song Dynasty shipwreck was carried out by Zhuang Rui alone.
Yes, when it comes to underwater archeology in China, no one has made greater achievements than Zhuang Rui.
However, underwater archeology is still a minor category in archeology. Professor Meng wanted to broaden Zhuang Rui's horizons and explore the underground treasures with five thousand years of splendid civilization.
