Only Zhang Nan, Xiang Weirong, and Yasuko Zeguchi saw the words and patterns on the copper plate clearly just now, and even Guan Xingquan didn't come over, and of course the others didn't know why he was annoyed.

The bodyguards, attendants, and accompanying Indian policemen didn't pay attention to the small copper plate, and now they see that Zhang Nan is angry, and even scolds the curator for being an idiot

The two attendants who followed did not react, and their duties did not include how to react when the boss was scolding, but rather how the boss reacted if he was threatened, when they would perform their second duty and become security personnel.

Most of the bodyguards still performed their duties, only two of them paid attention to the boss's attitude and the idiot curator's reaction, which made the curator feel even more pressure - it was Brother Mark, and his eyes didn't need to change his state, staring at the curator condescendingly and murderously!

Zhang Nan turned to leave, and after Mark Callaway and Thomas Jacob kept up with him, the terrifying atmosphere of the museum director being stared at by two giant demons gradually dissipated.

Not only the curator, but the two accompanying Indian police officers were all standing on their hairs just now, and the pressure caused by those two humanoid monsters was too great!

Zhang Nan lost his temper, Guan Xingquan didn't know why, and he wouldn't turn around to see what was going on with the coin, so he asked Xiang Weirong as he walked: "Squad leader, is there a problem with that copper coin?"

"The one-money devil copper plate of the Meiji decade is used as ancient Chinese money, marked 'China', you say. ”

Guan Xingquan raised his eyelids, looked at the museum building, which was not bad, and said: "Such a person is the director of this museum, and the person in charge is blind." ”

Szeguchi Yasuko walked with her head down, just now she saw the appearance of the copper coin clearly, and knew why the man was unhappy: it would be unhappy if a Chinese person came to encounter this, and in the same way, Sawaguchi Yasuko thought that if it was the day - I saw it, I would not be happy either.

She is half a day - herself, but marrying a chicken with a chicken, now belongs to both ends of the unhappy. After a good day's pastime arrangement, I ran into such a wonderful museum, a wonderful curator, and a group of wonderful Indian archaeological experts, and my good mood was half broken!

No one in this world is perfect, no one can really do "heaven knows half, earth knows everything", this principle is applied to the work of cultural relics, that is, no one can do everything to understand, clear, including the study of Chinese and Western agriculture is also impossible.

Zhang Nan is not a mean person, this reason is clear, and he has always believed that the occasional mistakes in the text of museum exhibits, or even the breaking of generations, are normal, and no one is perfect.

In particular, there are thousands of ancient texts around the world, many of which have become dead, some of which are now very few people can understand, and some of which can only be partially deciphered, and some of which can be understood by museums for these reasons.

Not to mention that you don't know anything about it, it's normal to not even know where the text is, who makes those words not popular, even if they don't die completely, they don't have much influence in the world.

Zhang Nan still remembers such an incident: In the 60s of the last century, on a farm in Jin City, Hunan Province, a farm worker stumbled upon a small jar of egg white glaze about 5 cm high when he was plowing the field.

The jar was very small, and the man found that there were six small yellow round cakes, the size of which was larger than five cents of yuan, and the two sides were covered with tadpole-like characters.

Gold, gold!

Soon, the six small gold balls were handed over from the farm to the local museum, and local antiquities experts could only determine that they were foreign gold coins, speculating that the tadpole-shaped inscription on it might be *****, but the content of the inscription and the age of the gold coin cannot be determined, let alone where the gold coin came from.

In the following decades, local cultural relics workers took the gold coins to a number of relevant research institutions and colleges across the country to find out the origin of these six gold coins.

None of them could decipher the words on the gold coins, nor did they know where they came from, and even the national team of experts in the identification of cultural relics could only speculate that these gold coins were a small number of some kind of West Asian gold coins, and they were identified as first-class cultural relics.

Until 2000, three gold coins of the same type were unearthed in an ancient tomb in Jinling, and the Jinling Museum was also unable to figure out the origin of the gold coins.

Later, led by the Chinese Numismatic Society, the archaeological research institute of the Western Xinjiang Autonomous Region was contacted to verify the nine existing gold coins of the same type in China, and finally determined that the gold coins were made by the second dynasty of the Delhi Sultanate in the Middle Ages and the Sultan of the Karchi dynasty, Meham-Med II, that is, between 1296 and 1316, which is equivalent to the middle of the Yuan Dynasty in China.

It was also determined that the gold coin was made using the Greek coinage method, and the inscriptions on both sides of the coin were in Coffey Arabic. The inscription on the front was deciphered at the same time, but the inscription on the back is still unclear.

In order to know the meaning of the inscription on the back of the gold coin, the local cultural relics bureau sent a reward of 10,000 yuan - thanks to the Internet, it didn't take long for the cultural relics bureau and the museum to get the answer they wanted.

Ancient Arabic font, beating technology, such currency is not recognizable is normal, but your provincial museum found a copper plate, just by virtue of the Chinese characters and dragon patterns on it, it is taken for granted that this is the Chinese currency, and even the content of the text is not recognized by people who understand Chinese characters, and it is marked "China".

This is not only an idiotic act, but also extremely irresponsible!

Nowadays, the influence of Chinese characters is increasing, and in the remote areas of India, it is absolutely possible to find people who understand Chinese characters in Ahmedabad.

Even this step is omitted, and it can only be said that these idiots, self-righteous megalomaniacs, in the museum are hopelessly lazy.

It's no problem for you to make other mistakes in India, but the curator pointed to a little devil copper plate and said that this is a Chinese currency, of course Zhang Nan will be unhappy.

Zhang Nan was not happy, if the copper plate of the little devil continued to be displayed there with the label of "China", it would also be annoyed if other Chinese people came to visit in the future.

Not only Chinese people, but also little devils will jump when they come.

After leaving the museum and getting in the car, Zhang Nan saw that Yasuko Sawaguchi was cautiously turning into a sullen melon, so he smiled and said, "Why are you so careful, I won't be annoyed by you."

I don't have any special discrimination against old money and old money, I just hate those irresponsible idiots. But my anger was all of a sudden, and now it's long gone."

Yasuko Sawaguchi is a little afraid of Zhang Nan, and the sequelae left by the social environment for more than 20 years have not been completely changed. It's good that the man doesn't get angry, but before she can answer, her stomach rings twice.

The stomach is screaming, hungry.

The other exhibits in the museum in Ahmedabad are actually quite good, and it took a tour to take a look, and it would be already two o'clock in the afternoon, and I was hungry early.

The windows are not closed tightly, breathable, and outside the car is a messy street, and there are some restaurants and snack bars on both sides. The curry smell is terrifying, but the smell of oil smoke wafting in from the fried food processing in those snack bars not far away can really evoke the natural reaction of an empty stomach.

Zhang Nan didn't make fun of Yasuko Sawaguchi, opened the storage compartment on one side, took out some snacks and handed them to her, and took out a bottle of juice from the car refrigerator.

Most parts of India are hot all year round, and many times it is still hot, and when customizing this car, of course, there must be a car refrigerator, which will be very popular in India, and it can also be installed.

"Eat first, you can eat at the hotel later, Danny should be almost ready. ”

Zhang Nan opened the juice for the woman, glanced at the restaurant flashing on the street outside the car, and said: "Indians love fried food, and the oil they produce is simply not enough, so they have become one of the world's top importers of edible oil."

It's best not to eat the food on these stalls, not to mention hygiene problems and curries, they generally use the cheapest palm oil, which we don't use for cooking, because the oil is too high in trans fatty acids and saturated fatty acids.

It is used in industrial food production, and the high smoke point of this palm oil is suitable for frying, that is, the more trans fatty acids are fried, so it is necessary to eat less bagged fried food. ”

India is poor, and the poor will eat palm oil.

Zhang Nan didn't say a word -- this will be the world's second largest edible oil trade, and in a decade or so, it will surpass soybean oil to become the first, and soon, China will be the world's largest importer of palm oil.

Yasuko Sawaguchi blinked, "You really know everything." ”

Zhang Nan grinned and said with a smile: "When I was a material purchaser before, a friend from the Food Bureau told me. The oil is very particular, don't just listen to the experts, it's best to change each variety after a while."

Soon Zhang Nan stopped talking, and the more he talked, the hungrier he became!

As soon as I returned to the hotel, I went straight to the suite, and Danny, who had been notified early in the restaurant, prepared a big meal for the boss and stewed a large pot of braised chicken for the bodyguards as a side dish.

In this hellish place, don't think about beef, since there is no hope for beef stew, chicken will be enough.