[Chapter Word Count: 2781 Latest Updated: 2015-03-1210:03:53.0]

"Huh? Damn, damn it, what can I do? Yi Sumei then became anxious, and suddenly felt that she shouldn't say the word "death" in the ward, so she hurriedly took a few sips.

Tang Zhongfeng's brows twisted into a pimple, and he spoke after a while: "Tang Yi, in your case, it can be regarded as a sudden incident, and you don't have time to ask for leave, can you talk to the teacher to see if you can make up for the leave afterwards and strive to re-defend?" ”

"Well, that's all there is to it. By the way, Dad, the director of the dissertation defense committee of the Department of History this time is Professor Fang, I heard that he likes antiques very much, why don't I visit him once and give him this porcelain pot to see if it can be accommodated? Tang Yi thought about it.

"At such a young age, where did you get so many crooked ways?" Tang Zhongfeng seemed to be a little dissatisfied.

"You can't say that, Dad, you can't visit empty-handed, right? Professor Fang is a master in the academic world, and the things he sends away may be very vulgar, and sending a porcelain pot with great cultural relics value can be regarded as a treasure knife to send a hero, right? Tang Yi explained.

"I think it's okay, didn't you say it too? This porcelain pot was ruined when it was put on the market, and it was sent to the professor for research, which was very good. Yi Sumei hurriedly pulled Tang Zhongfeng's arm, "You don't have to be old-minded, if Tang Yi can't finish his job, it's a big deal!" ”

"Don't take it as an example!" Tang Zhongfeng finally nodded, after all, the child's future is important, and Tang Yi's absence from the defense this time was also because of him.

"Okay, I'll go tonight, Professor Fang lives in the expert dormitory building at the back of the school." Tang Yi picked up a piece of watermelon and nibbled on it.

For dinner, the family of three ate in the ward. After eating, Tang Yi chatted with his parents for a while, and saw that the time was 7 o'clock, then he picked up the porcelain pot and went to Professor Fang's house. Passing by the gift shop at the entrance of the school, Tang Yi bought a brocade box of suitable size and put the porcelain pot in it.

Across the campus of Shanhai University, on the shore of an artificial lake, is a residential building with more than 30 floors, the reason why this residential building is called the expert building, because the people who are eligible to be assigned to the houses in this building are experts with a certain reputation in various majors.

On the lobby side of the first floor of the expert building, there is also a table, and there is a security guard responsible for the registration of visitors.

"Big brother, where does Professor Fang Chengke from the Department of History live?" Carrying the brocade box, Tang Yi came to the table and asked.

"Oh, Director Fang, who are you?" The security guard is in his 30s and has a stern face. The reason why he called Fang Chengke the director of Fang was because Fang Chengke was also the director of the Institute of Ancient Chinese History.

"I'm a history student and I have a question. I called him, but I was in a hurry and forgot to ask for the room number. Tang Yi was polite, afraid that the security guard would be suspicious, so he said more.

"Did you bring your student ID with you?"

"Oh, bring it." As he spoke, Tang Yi took out his student ID.

"Go up, 2105."

Tang Yi thanked him and walked to the elevator. The expert building is a structure of four staircases and eight households, 2105, which is on the 21st floor. When he arrived at the door, Tang Yi exhaled and rang the doorbell.

"Here we go." The door opened, and Tang Yi was stunned for a moment.

Isn't that the girl who met that girl in the antique street in the afternoon? Super big beauty! Why is she at Professor Fang's house?

"Huh? It's you? Are you looking for Grandpa Fang? The girl also recognized Tang Yi and couldn't help asking.

"Well, I'm a student of Professor Fang. What, isn't it convenient? Tang Yi saw that the girl didn't mean to let him in, so he couldn't help but ask.

"Wan Ting, who's coming?" A loud and slightly hoarse voice came from behind the girl, and a tall and thin old man with a clear face stepped forward, it was Fang Chengke.

"Hello Professor Fang, my name is Tang Yi, and I am a fourth-year graduate of the Department of History." Tang Yi said immediately.

"Tang Yi?" Fang Chengke tapped his forehead, as if he had an impression of the name, "Do you have something wrong?" ”

"That's right, Professor Fang, today was supposed to be my dissertation defense, but something happened at home・・・・・・

"Oh, I remembered, I read your paper, come in and sit down." Fang Chengke seemed to have finally remembered, and beckoned Tang Yi to enter the house.

Seeing this, the girl immediately got out of the way.

After changing his slippers and entering the living room, Tang Yi and another old man sitting on the sofa invariably said "hey", it turned out to be the old man that his father suspected was Qin Lao.

"Young man, I didn't expect to meet twice in one day." The old man laughed.

"Old Qin, have you seen him?" Fang Chengke showed a slight surprise, and turned to Tang Yi and said, "Sit casually." ”

Tang Yi sat down on a chair on the side of the sofa, and the sound of "Old Qin" made Tang Yi conclude that the old man in Fang Chengke's house must be Qin Boyu.

"Not only did I see him, but I also saw the baby of your dreams." Qin Boyu smiled even more proudly.

"Are you talking about this porcelain pot?" Tang Yi reacted quickly, grabbed Qin Boyu's words, opened the brocade box, and took out the porcelain pot.

"Why, if you can't trust my eyesight, you have to let the old master take a second look?" Seeing the porcelain pot, although Qin Boyu still had a smile on his face, his eyes changed slightly.

"No, actually, ・・・・・・" Tang Yi was about to explain, but was interrupted by Fang Chengke: "I thought you were coming to me to talk about the paper, so let's take a look at this porcelain pot first." ”

Picking up the porcelain pot and taking a closer look, Fang Chengke immediately put on reading glasses, examined it carefully, turned over the bottom of the pot, and looked at the engraved words "Wang Zun", Fang Chengke suddenly said: "Just these two words are enough to write a paper." ”

"Professor Fang, what's the point of these two words?" Tang Yi asked, at that time, Qin Boyu did not mention these two words because of the hurry, and his father couldn't tell the origin of these two words, Tang Yi's biggest question about this porcelain pot was these two words.

"The inscription on the bottom of the Eastern Han celadon is a key feature, usually two or three characters. But there is no unified statement in the academic circles, some people say it is the name of the craftsman, some people say it is the name of the customizer, but the strange is strange, the words engraved at the bottom of the utensils generally give people a feeling of being high, such as the word 'Wang Zun', which looks like the name of an ordinary person? When it came to professionalism, Fang Chengke immediately gushed endlessly.

"Could it be the level of the artifact? For example, this piece of Yue kiln celadon, such a top-level craftsmanship, how could ordinary people use such a good thing back then? Tang Yi said his thoughts.

"Huh?" Fang Chengke's face showed a happy expression, his eyes went up over the reading lenses, stared at Tang Yi and said, "You and Lao Yu want to go together." However, there are too few artifacts that can be collected at the moment, so we can't jump to conclusions. ”

"I came to give this porcelain pot to you, and it was ruined in my hands." Tang Yi thought to himself, there were so many slopes in the conversation today, and he had tried hard to think of many ways to talk before, but he didn't use them at all.

"Give it to me?" Fang Chengke took off his glasses, as if staring at an alien. And Qin Boyu also showed a surprised expression, although this pot is not a top-level treasure, but for a student, it is also a lot of wealth.

"Tang Yi, do you know how much this pot is worth?" Fang Chengke gently put down the porcelain pot and asked.

"The market value can be hundreds of thousands." Tang Yi replied cautiously.

"Market value! Market value! Fang Chengke suddenly pressed the sofa, stood up, turned around and said to Qin Boyu sternly, "This pool of water in the cultural relics world has been mixed up by you antique dealers!" ”

"Hey, old master, don't take the opportunity to retaliate, didn't you secretly sell a piece of jade pendant when you were in college?" Qin Boyu was not angry, but brought up old things and poked at the point.

"I was so poor that I had nothing to eat. Besides, it's an ordinary folk jade, can it be compared to this kind of cultural relic? Fang Chengke suddenly turned around, and Zhengse said to Tang Yi: "Tang Yi, I can't accept this pot, if you really want to make some contribution to the study of cultural relics, I will build yì you donate it to the Institute of Ancient History." ”

Tang Yi also hurriedly stood up, "Professor Fang, I listen to you about this matter, of course I have no opinion on donating it to the research institute." I didn't come here today mainly because of this pot, it was indeed because of my graduation thesis, and the pot was just incidental. ”

"Hmm." Fang Chengke's face softened a little, and he sat down, "I'm very pleased that you can do this." Oh, I forgot to introduce you, this is Qin Boyu Qin Lao, and this is his granddaughter Lin Huanting. ”

"Old Qin is good, Sister Lin is good." Tang Yi hurriedly said hello.

Lin Huanting chuckled, "Grandpa Fang, your student is quite interesting. ”

Tang Yi realized that the title of Sister Lin was indeed a little inappropriate, but the amazing feeling that Lin Huanting gave him at the beginning was indeed a bit of "Sister Lin falling from the sky".

"His paper is also kind of interesting." Fang Chengke immediately looked at Tang Yi and said, "At that time, a teacher showed me your paper, saying that you answered the phone and ran away, and even forgot to take the paper, and fell on the table at the defense site. To be honest, after reading it, I didn't believe that this paper was written by an undergraduate student at all. ”