Of course, it was Song Jikai, who arrived at Wanyuan and got into a taxi before telling Xu Wen. Quhe Road is not too far from the high-speed rail station, and not long after Xu Wen put down the phone, he had already arrived before he could call Li Sansi to ask.

Xu Wen stood at the door of Xu's house to greet him, and raised his eyes to see the other party coming over.

Song Jikai is in his forties, wearing a suit and leather shoes, wearing gold-wire glasses, and his figure is very well maintained, and he looks quite personable.

However, his facial contours are clear, the lines are a little stiff, and his temperament is a little sharp, and he feels a little difficult to mess with.

Song Jikai's gaze stayed directly on Xu Wen, walked in front of him, and said: "Looking at the photo, I think you are quite young, but I didn't expect the real person to be younger than I imagined." ”

Xu Wen touched his face, probably because of the emotion from the technician exam, and said: "No matter what age you are, you just feel that there is not enough time." There is so much to do. ”

"Definitely. However, as I get older, the decline in energy is really obvious. After the age of thirty-five, I obviously feel old. Song Jikai said.

"It's true that the older you get, the more experience you have. Xu asked.

"Not necessarily. Technology and ideas are changing with each passing day, and experience is not necessarily all good. Song Jikai shook his head, and unexpectedly denied Xu Wen's words as soon as they met.

Xu Wen looked at him and shook his head: "New technologies and new ideas do not come out of thin air, they must be built on the basis of previous experience, and all previous things cannot be vetoed because of the emergence of new things." ”

Song Jikai looked back at him and didn't speak for a while, but after a while, he smiled slightly and said, "That makes sense." Let's go inside and have a look. ”

Xu Wen raised his eyebrows and turned to lead him over.

As soon as he arrived at the foyer, Song Jikai's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly took two steps forward and looked up to see the brick carving on the door frame.

像是有根线把他的视线拴住了一样，他定定地盯着上面，目光一动也不动，简直像是喝了一大碗高度酒，瞬间就沉醉了。

Xu Wen stood next to him, observing him carefully.

Song Jikai's face was full of surprise, no, ecstasy, he couldn't help but dance with his hands, as if he was tracing the painting on the brick, and his mouth was still muttering, not knowing what he was talking about.

After a long time, he gradually calmed down, touched his face, and said to Xu Wen a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry, I lost my temper when I saw this......"

Before he could finish speaking, his attention was drawn to a stone sculpture below.

It was a tethered stone, which had probably been used a lot in the past, and it was badly worn, and it was covered with moss. But even so, it can be seen that the carving is exquisite and interesting.

Song Jikai squatted down, stretched out his hand as if he wanted to caress it, but his hand stopped on the surface of the stone carving, as if it was not a stone carving, but made of tofu, and it would be damaged if he was not careful.

He looked at it for a long time, and finally stood up slowly, took a deep breath, and asked Xu, "Looking at the photos and descriptions, I feel that this house is amazing, but it is not real, how can I see so many details, how can I see so real." This picture and the real thing are incomparable. ”

"Definitely. Let's take a look inside. Xu Wen nodded.

"Let's go, let's go inside!" Song Jikai suddenly became much more enthusiastic than when he was outside, and even wanted to urge Xu Wen in turn.

The two walked all the way in, and Song Jikai looked around, unable to catch his eyes.

And Xu Wen has been observing the focus of his observations.

The foyer is relatively intact, and Song Jikai is mainly sighing at the beauty of the real thing, but when he entered the hall and saw the collapse of the hall, his brows immediately furrowed, and his eyes were sharp.

"Can I take pictures?" he asked.

"Yes, feel free. Xu asked.

Song Jikai lowered the backpack behind his back. came from the imperial capital, and he didn't drag a suitcase, so he carried a big travel bag. The backpack was actually a bit out of place with his suit, and he didn't care at all.

He took out a barrel SLR from his backpack and slapped it at some of the scenery of Xu Zhai.

Xu Wen noticed that he did not shoot the brick carvings in the foyer that made him feel very beautiful and good, but focused on the damaged and decayed parts of the building that needed to be repaired.

In between shooting, he took out a notebook from his backpack, opened the document, and typed it crackling. He typed very fast, and in the blink of an eye, there were a few more pages on the screen.

Song Jikai took this shot for more than half an hour, and during this time, he didn't raise his head, nor did he look at Xu Wen to the side, as if he had forgotten that there was another person next to him.

Xu Wen has always been very patient, and he was not impatient at this time, he stood beside Song Jikai, looked at the position where he was shooting, and also saw what he wrote on the document, showing a thoughtful expression.

After a long time, Song Jikai finished filming another room, and then he was stunned and remembered where he was.

He slapped his head heavily and turned to Xu Wen, very embarrassed: "I'm sorry, I'm sick again." Your house is really good, it was originally well built, with clever design, complete technology, and full of aura. In addition, this is damaged, and it is also well damaged. ”

"Huh?" Xu Wen heard such a statement for the first time since he took over Xu Zhai, and he was stunned for a moment, not knowing why.

"There are so many ways to damage it, I don't know what it's been through. Common, wind erosion, insects, mold, and external impacts-" Song Jikai pointed around as he spoke, and each way of damage could correspond to less.

"There are also some rarer ones, you see here. He pointed to a crack in a broken stone wall and said, "I have been pondering for a long time how this crack was formed, and what kind of force is applied to make it like this." ”

Song Jikai gestured as he spoke, pulling something outward, as if pulling ramen.

Xu Wen looked in the direction he pointed, saw the crack and the surrounding situation clearly, and also pondered.

Just like Song Jikai said, all cracks have a reason for their formation, and they must be the result of force.

This crack feels very strange, all its traces seem to be the result of internal force, but it is very huge, there is not enough external force, it is difficult to become so large by internal stress alone.

"It's from below...... It feels like ...... Earthquake?" Xu Wen pondered for a long time and came up with an answer that was a little incredible.

"I think so, too. But there should be very few earthquakes in this area, and it seems that we still have to look up the local annals. Song Jikai leaned forward and made an important mark on the notebook.

"Anyway, it's interesting, there are so many types of building damage here, it's almost an encyclopedia. Correspondingly, there are many repair techniques that are needed, and I am afraid that many places will have to invite experts for consultation. Song Jikai said with emotion, rubbing his hands, with the excitement of facing the challenge on his face.

Xu Wen raised his eyebrows and said, "There is still a large area inside. ”

"Let's go, keep looking inside!" Song Jikai hurriedly said.

When he stood up, he rubbed his shoulder against the wall, rubbing a patch of moss down.

The suit that looked very expensive was stained, and Song Jikai didn't pay attention to it at all, but felt sorry for the wall: "Ah, it's broken, mine mine." ”

Next, he was really careful not to damage any detail of the Xu Mansion - although it was already very badly damaged and needed to be repaired urgently.

When he reached the Four Seasons Hall, he was silent, looking around slowly, like everyone who had just arrived.

Finally, he lowered his head, looked at Xu Wen, and asked, "I heard that you have made a request to be the person in charge of the restoration project team of this house?"

"Yes. Xu Wen looked back at him calmly and replied simply and neatly.

"Can you tell me about your current restoration plan?" Song Jikai's gaze became clear and sharp again, and he asked directly.