Gong Jin left and did not take the garbage from home.

This made Jiang Lai very disappointed, everyone has known each other for many years, and the two families have had a deep friendship since their fathers, which can be regarded as a family friendship, and they are not willing to do this little thing for their friends?

It's time to take a hard look at the relationship between the two.

Knock knock!

There was a knock on the door of the room, and Shi Daochen, who was wearing silk nightgown flip-flops, stood at the door with a cup of hot tea and asked, "The Lin family has noticed it?"

"Yes. Jiang Lai glanced up at him and said, "They asked Gong Jin to collect my information." ”

"Gong Jin, this little girl, also grew up watching under her nose. If Gong Xinyuan's old stubbornness knew that his daughter would become an antique broker in the future, I'm afraid the coffin board would not be able to hold it, right?"

"What's the difference between you and her?" Jiang Lai said angrily.

"I'm not like her. I am a member of the Board of Directors of the Medici Art Foundation in Florence, Italy, and it is my job to identify potential newcomers and invest in valuable antiques. ”

"It's nothing more than a business of buying low and selling high. ”

"Which businessman in this world is not in the business of buying low and selling high?"

Jiang Lai didn't want to discuss this issue with Shi Daochen, they had debated this issue countless times. In the end, no one can convince anyone.

Seeing that Jiang Lai didn't speak, Shi Daochen, who knew his character, took the initiative to say loudly: "Do you want to call Tokyo again and create some pressure on Hiromi? Director Yamada owes me some favors, and he must still be willing to give this face." ”

"No need. Jiang Lai refused: "Things must be reversed, and if you do too much, you will end up with traces." ”

"Whatever you want. Shi Daochen shrugged his shoulders indifferently and said, "Are you really going to go tomorrow?"

"I'm really going to go. Jiang Lai said very seriously: "This is the second most important thing I want to do when I come back." ”

"Okay. Shi Daochen nodded and said, "Breakfast is still the same as before?"

"A bowl of soy milk, two fritters. After a pause, he said, "Soy milk should be sweet." ”

"It's been more than ten years, aren't you tired?" Shi Dao'an sighed softly, he felt that Jiang Lai's life was no fun at all. At a young age, he just "died"?

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Bihai University Library. Ancient Book Restoration Room.

Jiang looked at the simple brown nameplate hanging on the door, reached out and stroked the vigorous font on it, and then bent his fingers knocked on the door panel, and a clear "please enter" voice came from inside.

Jiang Lai pushed the door in, saw the white-haired old man who was immersed in work in front of the table, bowed respectfully, and said, "Uncle Shi, I'm back." ”

Yun Chengzhi raised his head, helped the reading glasses hanging on the bridge of his nose, and waited until he saw Jiang Lai's appearance clearly, then he became happy, got up in surprise to greet him, and said, "Jiang Lai, you are finally back." ”

"Uncle Shi, I've kept you waiting. Jiang Lai said guiltily.

Yun Chengzhi is the senior brother of his father Jiang Xingzhou, and the brothers studied art at the same time, the father mainly focused on porcelain restoration, and Yun Chengzhi focused on ancient book restoration. After his father died of depression in Dunhuang, Jiang Lai was brought to Italy by his senior brother Shi Daochen, and he had no contact with Shi Bo Yuncheng for more than ten years.

At an exhibition of Italian cultural relics, Yun Chengzhi met his senior brother Shi Daochen and asked Jiang Lai about his current situation, and Shi Daozhi gave Jiang Lai's contact information to Yun Chengzhi. Later, Yun Chengzhi often contacted Jiang Lai, and repeatedly invited Jiang Lai to return to China to serve in phone calls and emails, saying that the protection of ancient Chinese books could not be delayed, and the Jiang family had the unique "icing on the cake" technology in the world, but they avoided abroad and refused to come back, which was really ashamed of their ancestors and the country. The tone became more and more harsh, and he almost pointed at Jiang Lai's nose and scolded him for being "disloyal and unfilial".

If others attack and accuse like this, Jiang Lai can push back with a sentence of "It's about your". But the person who scolded him was Yun Chengzhi, the senior brother whom his father respected and feared, and Jiang Lai had no choice but to let it go.

Besides, in the years when Jiang Lai's mother was sick, it was this uncle who sent his small monthly salary to Jiang's mother for treatment. Although Jiang's mother died in the end, the Jiang family owes Yuncheng a great favor.

Later, Jiang Lai also felt that the time was ripe, so he replied to Yun Chengzhi by email, telling him that he was willing to return to China to serve, and accepted his invitation to come to the library of Bihai University to work as a restorer of ancient books and special collections.

He who heals is called a doctor. Those who heal books are called book doctors.

Jiang came back this time, mainly to "treat" those rare books that were precious but seriously damaged and difficult to preserve.

Therefore, after Jiang Lai went to see Lin Chuyi yesterday, he rushed to the ancient book restoration room of Bihai University today as soon as possible to report.

"A good meal is not afraid of being late, and a good relationship is not afraid of being late. I'm relieved that you're here. Yun Chengzhi took Jiang Lai's hand and sat on the sofa in the office, and said, "It's not that I'm alarmist, it's really that the situation is too grim." According to the statistics of the National Center for the Protection of Ancient Books, there are 50 million official ancient books in China, and with the passage of time, the ancient books are damaged and disappear, and those precious cultural heritage will disappear forever in our long history. ”

"Taking the library of Bihai University as an example, it has a collection of 3 million ancient books, including the precious Dunhuang scripture "The Great Prajnaparamita Sutra", as well as a considerable number of Song and Yuan inscriptions, various manuscripts and manuscripts since the Tang Dynasty, and 50,000 Western rare books, but there are only three experts responsible for the restoration of ancient books and special collections. ”

Yun Chengzhi stretched out his finger and pointed at himself, and said, "The three restoration experts, including me, an old guy, are getting worse and worse, and their eyes are getting worse and worse, and their hands are shaking all the time when they hold the tweezers. I'm long past retirement age, but I don't dare to retire. If I retire, won't there be another person missing? As long as I stick to my post, I can repair one book, do you think that's the truth?"

Jiang Lai nodded and said, "No." ”

"So-------" Yun Chengzhi was about to wait until Jiang Lai nodded and said "yes" and then continued, but he didn't expect Jiang Lai to nod and say "no", this strong contrast made him have a moment of trance, and for a while he didn't know how to react properly.

"You'd better retire. Jiang said: "You are alive, live well, and write out your restoration experience and technical achievements and publish them into a book." It is better to teach experience, guide techniques, and cultivate more restoration talents to those who come after you, rather than tossing and breaking your body by lighting a lamp and boiling oil here alone. ”

“......”

Yun Chengzhi was a little confused.

In the past, when he said these words, the listener would immediately cast admiration and constantly praise his noble character and the selfless spirit of devoting himself to protecting and inheriting the quintessence of the classics. There are also some thick-skinned people who even say that they are old and ambitious, and with their spiritual physique, they can at least work for another ten or twenty years to restore more rare books for the country.

Why doesn't this kid play cards according to common sense?

What about admiring eyes, and what about words of praise?

What's the deal with your "disgusted" expression?

Seeing that Uncle Shi was silent, thinking that he had been persuaded by his well-founded words, Jiang Lai continued: "Besides, the cultivation of books pays attention to "eyes and hands", Uncle Shi's energy is not good, his eyes are not good, and his hands are shaking all the time----- one carelessness will cause secondary damage to ancient books and increase the difficulty of repair. When the time comes, it will not be a book repair, but a book destruction. ”

Yun Chengzhi's mouth squirmed, but he found that he couldn't say anything.

Is it really the right thing to do to summon this guy back?

"Actually, it's not that bad...... I feel like my body can last for a few more years. Yun Chengzhi tried to defend himself and repair books all his life, but he didn't want to take on the charge of "destroying ancient books" when he got old.

"This is what Uncle Shi said just now. Jiang said.

"I'm just modest-----"

"Modesty?" Jiang Lai looked at Yun Chengzhi's physical condition, and then his eyes fell on the reading glasses hanging on the bridge of his nose, and said, "I don't think you're wrong. Uncle Shi still has to pay attention to it, and it is important to take care of your body. ”

“......”

I can't talk anymore this day.

Yun Chengzhi has given up the idea of continuing the old relationship with this little nephew, and even the planned "reception banquet" has been secretly canceled.

"Jiang Lai, you can come back, Uncle Shi is really ----- very happy. Hahaha, I originally wanted to have a good chat with you, but I just answered a phone call, and there are a number of key ancient books on the provincial map that have started the restoration project, and a senior restorer is needed to take command. I'll go beforehand, and you should also familiarize yourself with the working environment first. We have signed the contract with the school on your behalf, so you can start working today. ”

"By the way, the ancient book restoration room is located at the east end of the corridor, and you can see it when you walk along the corridor. I've already said hello to Linglong, and she'll take care of you. ”

Without giving Jiang Lai a chance to speak, Yun Chengzhi had already taken off his reading glasses and hurriedly walked out with his briefcase.

Jiang looked at his distant back and shook his head regretfully, he had already said it so clearly, why didn't he listen? It was really dangerous for him to take on such a heavy restoration work when he was old.

If you don't listen to good people, you will suffer in front of you.

Forget it, don't suffer a loss.

After all, he is his own uncle and his father's senior brother, Jiang Lai still hopes that Yun Chengzhi can live a long life.

Jiang Lai stood up, helped Yun Chengzhi close the office door, and then walked towards the ancient book restoration room at the east end of the corridor.

As soon as I entered the door, I smelled the familiar smell.

There was the scorching of the sun, the corpse spots of insects and ants, and the rampant mold. That is the volatilization of ink characters and the rendering of paper incense, which is a treasure sealed in the dust of history.

With greedy breathing, Jiang Lai was even able to distinguish the difference in taste between bamboo paper and raw edge paper, and the difference in taste between Guandui and Taishilian paper......

There was silence in the restoration room, and Jiang Lai didn't see where the master said Linglong was, so he walked straight towards the bookshelf.

After a short browsing, I was ready to take out the collection of books from the bookshelf that made my eyes shine.

"Stop. A loud shout came from behind him.