The pine trees were covered with snow, and beside it stood an old poplar tree, waist-thick, with branches poking and pointing straight to the sky.

The wind blew, and the leaves "crackled", and a hoarfrost fell on the ground.

It snowed for three days, and today I didn't see the sun until now, and the temperature was even lower.

Li Dingan rubbed his hands and entered the hotel.

It will be half past seven, and there will be not many guests in the restaurant, and it will be sparse.

At a casual glance, Li Dingan saw Zuo Peng.

In the past two days, he helped He Anbang coordinate various units and the governments at the banner and town levels, so he was very busy, and he didn't see them again after eating that day.

The sudden appearance today indicates that the docking and communication work is basically completed, and the on-site investigation can be carried out at any time.

There were also two people sitting next to him, a man and a woman. The man is in his early forties and doesn't know him, and the woman is about thirty years old, very energetic and beautiful.

I saw it at dinner that day, and it seemed to be the deputy director of the bureau office, surnamed Xiao, and I didn't remember the name.

All three of them had plates in front of them, and they had already eaten half of them.

Zuo Peng also saw him and stood up, "Teacher Li, this way!" ”

"Director Zuo so early?"

"It's definitely not as early as you, Teacher Li just came back from outside, right? He Guan said that you should exercise in the morning every day, no matter how windy or rainy! ”

"No, only occasionally......"

"Teacher Li sits down first!"

He nodded, took a cup of hot water, and walked over.

Director Xiao pointed to the dining table: "Teacher Li, if you want anything else, I'll help you get it!" ”

"I can do it myself!"

"Mr. Li, why don't I pour you a glass of milk or coffee first?"

Li Ding'an smiled: "I really don't need to, thank you!" ”

If it is someone in the project team, he will definitely not be polite, even if it is Yao Chuan or Wei Zili, or even Ma Xianming.

Before in the National Museum, he was too busy to take care of it, and He Anbang also cooked for him......

But this guy is also a leader, and it's really hard for people to do such things.

"Teacher Li, you're welcome...... I'm still thinking of asking for your opinion! ”

Li Ding settled for a moment: "You say the left game!" ”

Zuo Peng wiped his hands and pointed to the two next to him: "Xiao Yu is the driver in the bureau, he used to run around with the archaeological team, and he is familiar with the roads in and out of the province, I arranged an off-road car for him, which can help you run errands or something......

Xiao Xiao used to work in the government, and he is a native of NMQ, and he is very experienced in coordinating all aspects, if you don't mind, I will let her give you a hand? ”

What's there to mind about that?

But it doesn't have to.

Once the definite location of the ruins is found, they must be stationed, even if they do not set up tents, they must also live in the nearest village or town, basically do not run long distances, let alone provinces, and may not even need to go out of the flag.

Besides, he can drive, Fang Zhijie can also drive, just rent a car.

The same is true for external assistants: it is true that he is the project leader, but he is only responsible for technical guidance and field visits, and does not need to communicate and coordinate with the local government.

Another procedure is not right, even if you want to match the driver and assistant, it is also the national museum, and it is impossible to trouble the local area.

He shook his head: "Director Zuo, thank you, I really don't need it!" ”

"Then do writing work, Xiao Xiao graduated from Central China Normal School, and he studied secretarial, and his pen is very hard......"

Li Dingan couldn't cry or laugh: he is not a leader, and he doesn't need to write notices, summaries, and speeches, what do you want a text secretary to do?

If you really want to write, it doesn't matter what kind of official document you have, Shu Jing is so good that she can wrap it up for you, so it's even more unnecessary.

Besides, this one is too enthusiastic?

It's definitely more than that compass.

I said that day that I would help Zuo Peng research and research, so I sent the photos to Wu Xiang and Lu Benzhi the next day.

The first is to ask them to also make inferences, check the relevant information, and find someone to translate the above Paspa text.

It's been two days, and it's almost time for news......

Hearing Brother Xian's meaning and knowing the elegance, Li Dingan paused for a moment, and then smiled again: "Director Zuo, is there anything you need my help with?" ”

Zuo Peng was a little embarrassed, and hesitated: "You eat first, and I'll ask for advice when He Pavilion comes!" ”

Ho Anbang?

This guy won't promise anything, will he?

Just as he was turning his thoughts, there was a "bang", and the elevator door opened, and a large group of people came out.

He Anbang stepped out of the elevator: "Lao Zuo, so early?" ”

"Your morning plane, I'm here to see you off!"

He Anbang nodded, and walked over with Ma Xianming.

Li Dingan looked behind him again: Wei Zili, Yao Chuan, Cheng Yongquan...... as well as Shu Jinghao and Fang Zhijie...... The project team is all there.

Except for him.

"You have a meeting?"

"Hmm...... I was about to leave later, so I had a small meeting and mobilized. ”

"Why didn't you call me?"

What's the use of calling you, you can listen to the command?

He Anbang glared at him and greeted Zuo Peng, Director Xiao put away the tableware and asked him and Ma Xianming what to eat.

The two of them were not polite, and reported a few things casually.

Li Dingan thought for a moment and stood up.

Eat first, and then ask Lao He after eating......

As soon as he turned around, Shu Jinghao walked over: "Where are you sitting?" ”

"Whatever!"

Shu Jing glanced left and right, found a table where no one was, and Li Dingan followed.

It's quite far away from here, Zuo Peng subconsciously glanced at it: "Why doesn't Mr. Li sit here?" ”

Lao He picked up the chopsticks: "I can't put it down!" ”

What?

Immediately, he knew.

Shu Jinghao brought a bowl of beef noodle soup first, Li Dingan was not polite, he took out his chopsticks and ate it, and the noodles were sucked "in a hurry".

Shu Jinghao took the same thing again: eggs, beef, side dishes, soup dumplings, siu mai...... Often, as soon as the latter is served, the bowl and plate are at the bottom.

Zuo Peng and Director Xiao were a little confused: what is this "eating", and it is not so fast to chop off their heads and fall down.

There was still a lot of food, and the small dining table for four people was almost unfitting.

Zuo Peng thinks that the amount of food is good enough, but even if he is hungry for three days, he can eat half of it at the top of his head.

It's a bit weird.

As soon as Li Ding'an's chopsticks stopped, before they were put on the bowl, Shu Jinghao knew whether he wanted vinegar or salt, chili oil or pepper, or even the buns were placed too far away, not enough.

As soon as he put down his chopsticks and straightened up, the napkin was handed to his hand, and before the napkin was put down, the gargling cup was placed in front of him.

The key thing is that the two rarely communicate throughout the whole process, and they feel that Shu Jinghao can know in advance what Li Dingan wants......

The two of them looked at each other in a daze, and waited until Li Dingan finished eating and wiping his mouth before coming back to his senses.

Looking at the time again, it will only take about ten minutes......

"He Guan, Xiao Shu is Teacher Li's life secretary?"

Life Secretary ...... The National Museum doesn't have this post!

"It's a research assistant!"

"The assistant is so attentive?"

"It's okay!"

He Anbang smiled lightly.

To be precise, not careful, but skillful.

During the study, eight times out of ten, Shu Jinghao went to the cafeteria in advance to help him order the meal, he came in a hurry, and left in a hurry after eating, at most ten minutes before and after.

After a lot of times, what does Li Dingan like, pasta or rice, meat or vegetarian, salty or light, and such and such living habits...... Shu Jing can carry it down well.

Besides, she is a full-time assistant, Shu Jing is so careful, Ma Xian will change someone else tomorrow morning, who cares if she doesn't care?

So, it's really not surprising......

"She is also responsible for writing manuscripts and organizing archives?"

"What else is a research assistant called?"

"You're very good at writing, aren't you?"

"Of course, and the professional counterpart: a top student of the Department of Archaeology of the Faculty of Liberal Arts of Renmin University......"

Lao Ma praised casually, "The research ability is not weak, the key is that the paper is written quite well, all the papers related to Mongolian porcelain, Li Ding'an only formulated the framework, and the details are all polished by her...... Including the academic reports and teaching and research materials of me and He Guan, most of them are also ghostwritten by her......"

Zuo Peng and Director Xiao were shocked: no wonder Li Dingan directly refused.

"Then external communication and coordination, who helps Mr. Li?"

Ma Xianming took it for granted: "I." ”

Zuo Peng was stunned for a moment.

Good fellow, the director of a dignified department-level research institute, doing the work of a secretary for someone?

is not only a talent, but also a national project leader, which is really exaggerated?

"Where's the driver?"

"There used to be, and there were secretaries, but he ...... Well, quit ......"

He Anbang is talking about Wang Chenggong and Sun Huaiyu.

Feeling that something was wrong, he narrowed his eyes: "Old Zuo, why are you asking this?" ”

"I originally wanted to let Lao Yu and Xiao Xiao give Teacher Li a hand, such as picking them up one by one, sending them away, and then dealing with interpersonal relationships and ushering in what to send to...... But Mr. Li refused! ”

"Where does he need this ......"

He Anbang paused for a moment and put down his chopsticks: "Lao Zuo, you can say something directly!" ”

Zuo Peng hesitated: "It's nothing, Mr. Li is so busy, and he has to help us identify that compass, I feel that I can't help it, so I want to see where I can help him!" ”

?

It's just a compass, and you're a driver and a secretary?

Is it too enthusiastic?

"Is it really just for the compass?"

"Of course!"

Not really, right?

"If it's a compass, I guess there should be a result......"

He Anbang took a look, and it just so happened that Li Ding'an got up, Shu Jinghao and Fang Zhijie were left and right, probably going back to the room to check the information.

He beckoned: "Ding'an, sit here!" ”

Li Ding'an walked over and sat down, and Director Xiao hurriedly brought him a cup of hot water.

"Lao Zuo's compass, is there a result!"

"The photos were sent to the teacher and Lu Yuan, let them take a look, and then check the relevant information by the way...... But there's no news yet, I'll ask later! ”

Ma Xianming lip synched: Wu Xiang, Lu Benzhi.

Zuo Peng was shocked: these two are both masters in the cultural and archaeological circles......

"You haven't studied in the past two days?"

"How can I research without information?"

"When there is a result, you tell Lao Zuo, he is in a hurry......"

He Anbang turned his head again, "No...... Just a compass, why are you in a hurry? ”

"Of course it's urgent!"

Zuo Peng sneered, "He Guan said that the compass may apply for a provincial project......

Li Ding'an was stunned.

He had just taken a sip of water and almost squirted it out.

He Anbang, how much have you drunk, and such a cow dares to brag?

What is a provincial project?

It is practical, scientific and innovative, and has an important role in local economic and social development and scientific and technological progress, and involves in-depth research in specific fields.

Specific to the actual case: the bronze coffins of Maharaja and the Southern Song Dynasty are representative enough, and Beijing University only applied for a municipal project based on this.

The treasure of King Ning is sensational enough, and the former residence of Bada Shanren and his descendants is also gimmicky enough. But Li Ding'an estimates that at most, he will be able to apply for the "provincial" standard.

There are also those cultural relics in Baoding, there are enough, the economic value is high enough, and 500 million can't be stopped, but if the dharani sutra quilt is removed, it will be a provincial project in the end.

Look at it the other way: just a compass of the Yuan Dynasty, the material is just ordinary gold, silver, and copper, and the craftsmanship and technology are inherited from the Song Dynasty, which has long been studied and understood.

The specific use is not conclusive, but it can't escape the geography of feng shui, and the edges of specific fields are not touched, and there is only this one, how to set up a project?

To be honest, not to mention the provincial level, it is difficult to apply for a municipal and university on-campus project, and at most it is an academic conference-level project. For example, invite experts to sit together to discuss, discuss, communicate, and most of the time, even the instrument is not used.

Li Dingan scratched his head, not knowing what to say.

Lao He, there is really you, you are two mouths and one bit, just kill or bury?

"Why are you staring at me?"

He Anbang said "heh", and covered his forehead helplessly, "Lao Zuo, you can recall it well, did I say maybe, and possibly!" ”

"Right?"

Zuo Peng spread his hands, "But before Mr. Li came, let's not talk about the possibility, I didn't even understand the specific origin of this thing......"

After a pause, he made another gesture: "I'm not afraid of the three of us laughing: our bureau is ...... To be precise, it should be our city, from its establishment to the present, has not applied for such a large archaeological project......

So after the leader learned the news, he didn't fall asleep all night with excitement, but there was a very important meeting in the morning, and he couldn't get out of his body, so he asked me to come to the front station first. When the meeting is over, he will rush over as soon as possible, send Director He, and visit Mr. Li again......"

He Anbang was dumbfounded: I just said it so casually, now it's okay, people are serious?

If it doesn't matter in normal times, the key lies in the key points of on-site archaeology, and there are many places that need local assistance and support.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have made a trip himself......

He looked at Li Ding'an: "What should I do?" ”

Cold.

Of course, the mood can be understood: a provincial-level archaeological project can completely make a change in the tourism economy of a prefecture-level city, and the leaders are of course happy to hear it.

But the problem is, it's really 108,000 miles away......

"Director Zuo, we are all peers, you should be able to understand the truth if I tell ......"

Li Dingan thought for a while and sighed, "If the lonely certificate does not stand, the lonely evidence is difficult to test...... With just a compass, even if it is a relic of Genghis Khan, it is still a long way from the establishment of the project and the approval of the project! ”

"Mr. Li, I know, but the compass is not alone...... When we received the compass, there was something else! ”

As if thinking that he would say this, Zuo Peng didn't panic, opened the bag and took out a few boxes: "Look! ”

Those dozen or so copper coins of Paspawen?

It's rare, but let's be honest, from an archaeological point of view, these coins aren't as valuable as the compass.

In the blink of an eye, he was about to explain, but he couldn't help but pause: What is this?

A copper coin with no text on the back and a row of direct-reading Mongolian characters printed on the front.

Li Ding'an subconsciously fought hard: Hubilhan......

This is Mongolian Zhugu money? (End of chapter)