Chapter Ninety-Six: The Island of Tinianti
"Oysters or fish?" Mr. Min took the menu and politely asked Xia Ruobing, who was sitting opposite.
After receiving Xia Ruobing's reply, Mr. Min whispered to the waiter: "Fish, with Chateau white wine, don't be sweet." ”
This completely antique western restaurant is not big. Although the weather is already very hot, a small fire is symbolically burning in the marble fireplace in the middle of the restaurant, the silver candlesticks on the dining table are lit with romantic candles, the crystal chandeliers reflect the candlelight and firelight, and the shiny silver plates and cutlery reflect the smiling faces of diners, making people feel a little rigid but very ritual......
"That's all, thank you." Mr. Min closed the heavily gilded menu and handed it to the waiter.
Xia Ruobing knew that Mr. Min was going to invite herself to dinner tonight, but for Mr. Min to bring herself to such a high-end Western restaurant, her preparation was still slightly insufficient - from the perspective of Western food etiquette, this was a very formal occasion, and she needed to wear evening dresses.
But Mr. Min didn't care about these red tapes, Xia Ruobing only needed to put on a little light makeup and wear the most ordinary dress, which was enough to dwarf the women who spent hours behind the table dressed up just to not be rude at dinner. Gown? Oh no! That would turn this small restaurant into a sea of women's vinegar!
"From the time you came in until now, there have been countless people staring at you, and I can feel the deep malice of men towards me and the vinegar of women tumbling......" While the food was served, Mr. Min opened his mouth first.
This little joke made Xia Ruobing smile. After the Coffin Mountain expedition, Xia Ruobing thought that the matter should be over, but Mr. Min kept in touch with him and came to his city specially to come to his city. Such a careful choice of dining place, if it is not for the pursuit of Xia Ruobing, then there are more important things.
"Mr. Min came all the way to me just to invite me to dinner?" Xia Ruobing asked with a smile.
"Of course it's not all." Mr. Min replied with a smile and spread out the napkin, "How did you think about the matter of teaming up to pursue Loulan?" ”
Xia Ruobing was slightly stunned, Mr. Min is a businessman, and his business also includes the trading of antiques. Xia Ruobing carefully checked, but Mr. Min did not have any illegal behavior as he said.
Mr. Min seemed to see Xia Ruobing's doubts, and smiled slightly: "I can show more sincerity, archaeological research requires a lot of money, right?" ”
"Why are you so obsessed with Loulan?" Xia Ruobing asked.
"Curiosity is the driving force behind human progress, and I admit that I am very curious about Loulan, how such a mysterious country has quietly disappeared in the long river of history......"
"Just curious?" Xia Ruobing asked.
"Well, there is still the trust of the old people." Mr. Min looked at Xia Ruobing's eyes very seriously and said, "When a person has the ability, he has to fulfill his promise." ”
"Mr. Min, what kind of promise?" Xia Ruobing asked.
"It's like a promise you make to your parents." Mr. Min smiled, "Xia Ruobing, do you just want to become the youngest Loulan expert?" ”
Xia Ruobing didn't answer, but she admitted in her heart that the conditions proposed by Mr. Min were very tempting.
The waiter interrupted the conversation as he began to serve the food. Western food etiquette is dreary and lengthy, and it's hard to imagine spending hours of time without a small band on a small stage playing romantic tunes.
The two were also talking aimlessly, but Mr. Min never took the initiative to bring up any topics about Loulan. When the dessert was served, Mr. Min symbolically ate two bites of ice cream, put down the silver spoon, untied the napkin, carefully took out a small notebook from the pocket of his dress, and gently pushed it in front of Xia Ruobing.
"Luwen?!" Xia Ruobing opened it and saw some words.
Mr. Min just smiled and didn't answer. Xia Ruobing carefully flipped through the small book, which was printed with some Loulan utensils, rubbings, and words, scattered and scattered, but it immediately attracted Xia Ruobing.
"Look at the last page." Mr. Min successfully attracted Xia Ruobing's attention, "Legend has it that the three sacred relics of Loulan are the sorcerer's cover, the Loulan crown and the king's seal. ”
Xia Ruobing turned to the last page, and the hand-drawn drawing of the crown occupied a whole page, and it seemed that Mr. Min's research on Loulan was not just an amateur.
"If you're okay, I have more to share." Mr. Min laughed.
Is this imaginary or real? Where is it? Xia Ruobing asked.
"It's definitely not a fantasy, so you need to be an expert in Loulan writing......"
"But it's hard to find the treasure left by Loulan just because we have to ......find it," Xia Ruobing was still a little worried.
"Of course, we will also have professional forbidden land hunters as a safeguard." Mr. Min continued to smile and bit the word "we" hard.
"Wang Xingguo?" Xia Ruobing was so smart that she immediately thought of what Mr. Min thought.
"At Coffin Hill, his performance was impeccable...... It's just ......," Mr. Min wanted to say and stopped.
Xia Ruobing smiled, remembered the kiss and parting hug she gave him, and said, "Don't worry, he owes me." ”
Mr. Min was a little surprised, and a little surprised, and raised his glass to Xia Ruobing: "I wish us success!" ”
The two sides talked about Loulan again, and Xia Ruobing suddenly asked: "Mr. Min, if you find the treasure of Loulan, what will you do?" ”
"I promised an old man that any Loulan objects would return to where they were supposed to be." Mr. Min's voice was soft, "It's a promise. ”
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