Fan Rong stared blankly at the ceiling, as if she was playing a slideshow in her mind, one picture after another.

"Li Ding'an, isn't this painting very valuable?"

"Okay, a few million."

"Tugrik (Mongolian currency)?"

"How is that possible? Of course, it is RMB, and when it is converted into Mongolian currency, it will cost more than 10 or 2 billion. ”

"Are you going to sell?"

"It's okay to give it away, or do you want to give it to Uncle Yu?"

"My dad won't want it."

……

"Lu Yuan, how much does this thangka cost?"

"If it's auctioned, it's no problem to change to a three-bedroom apartment in the fourth ring road."

"That's five or six million, right?"

"Almost."

It is equivalent to Li Ding'an spent 10,000 yuan, and he made 5 million as soon as he turned around?

That's five million ...... He doesn't eat or drink, and he wants to work in Mongolia for 20 years, but he says that he will give it away?

Yu Huiyin didn't want it?

At that time, I thought that they might be joking, but now, Fan Rong feels that she is like a joke.

Think about it again when you were in an antique shop: Ah, Huanxi Buddha, how can you draw so explicitly?

He actually liked something like that...... It feels a little kinky.

Now the metamorphosis does not change?

Fan Rong slowly came back to her senses, and her eyes gradually focused.

I felt that the man in front of me was glowing...... Golden light.

Yu Huiyin glanced at her eyes and muttered, "It's so good-looking?" ”

Shu Jing nodded his head.

……

Li Ding sat there quietly, his eyes looking out the window, his eyes empty and deep.

There is a circle of heads around the camera, looking at each other.

"Lao He, what's the situation with him!"

"Daze!"

"I can't tell he's in a daze? I'm asking why. ”

He Anbang was asked by Lu Benzhi and didn't know how to answer.

"I guess it's a bit of a thing, it should be more than just an Indian leather painting!" Ma Xianming held his chin, "He Guan, do you remember, he was like this when he was in Baoding!" ”

He Anbang slammed it: Dharani Sutra quilt?

No kidding......

But if you think about it carefully, Li Ding'an at that time was the same as now: stupid and stupid, and his soul wandered out of the world......

"Hehe...... He Anbang knocked on the table, "Li Ding'an...... Li Ding'an? ”

Li Ding'an suddenly came back to his senses: "Oh...... I'm sorry, I'm thinking too much...... Dean Hou, thank you, I'm in trouble today......"

Dean Hou waved his hand casually: "No! ”

As soon as the words fell, He Anbang grabbed his mobile phone again, "Wait a minute, what are you doing?" ”

The question was really amazing: "I turn off the video?" ”

It's time to ask for advice, and it's time to understand, so why don't you turn off the video, chatting?

"Don't worry, let's make it clear first, what is that picture?"

"It's an Indian leather painting!"

, when we're blind: even an old horse can see it......

"You're good, even if it's a heavy treasure, we can't snatch it?"

Of course you can't snatch it, the question is how to bring it back, and the key is what to do after you bring it back?

He pondered for a moment: "It's not that you can't say it, you have the right for me to guess, and then help me think about how to deal with this thing." ”

What does it mean?

In the blink of an eye, Li Ding'an put on gloves and handed the mobile phone to Shu Jinghao: "You come to shoot, the height is forty, and the focus is ...... three times."

"Huiyin, you light, brightness 800 streams, ...... with ring-shaped lamp beads"

Fan Rong stood timidly beside her: "Teacher Li, I can also help......"

"It's okay......" Li Dingan thought for a while, "Then trouble Fan Translator to shoot, Shu Jing, please help me check the information......"

"Teacher Li, you can just call me Xiao Fan......

"Good!"

Wang Yongqian also stood up: "What should I do?" ”

"You're the leader, just sit."

Fart!

It was not time, when it was time for him to help, when was Li Dingan polite?

There was nothing to do left and right, Wang Yongqian stood next to him, wanting to see what Li Dingan was doing.

A few people on the other side of the video also gradually became solemn: Look at this situation, it's a bit wrong?

When it was Baoding: the dharani sutra worth more than a dozen or even billions, he didn't go down with a pair of scissors, who saw him wearing gloves?

In a moment of doubt, Li Ding'an unfolded all the painting scrolls, and pressed the corners with a flat ruler:

"When I first bought it, I thought it was just an ancient Indian leather painting from around the 7th century, but the more I came out of the antique shop, the more I thought it was wrong: the content of the painting was so contrary to Hindu and Buddhist teachings.

Then I wondered, could it be a little earlier, XZ Zhangxiong ancient country period of the Bon religion, after all, the Bon doctrine is a little crueler, at every turn to use living sacrifices, use human bones to make tools.

Secondly, the time can also be right: in 645, Songtsen Gampo killed his brother-in-law, that is, the king of Zhangxiong, Li Mixia, and Zhangzhung destroyed the country. Then the Indian Buddhism of the Tibetan faith merged with the Zhangzhung Bon religion to form the Tibetan Buddhism unique to XZ...... Counting the time, it is exactly the middle of the seventh century.

Thirdly, the text can also be matched: the early Zhangxiong script and the ancient Indian Sanskrit are the same siblings: the letters are the same, the pronunciation is the same, the meaning is the same, but the writing is slightly different......

Especially between the fourth and seventh centuries, there was no difference between the two scripts...... So I asked Dean Hou to deduce whether this was a religious painting of the ancient kingdom of Zhangxiong......"

Dean Hou looked surprised: he really hadn't been connected with the Zhangxiong Ancient Kingdom.

"Li Ding'an, I haven't studied the things of the ancient country of Zhangxiong, and I really don't understand ......."

"It's okay, at least now it's certain that this painting is something from ancient India from the seventh century, so I'm a little more speculative......"

Li Dingan paused for a while, and his tone was much more solemn: "Let's talk about it first, it's just random speculation, I'll just say it, you can listen to it, don't take it seriously...... Especially Director Wang! ”

Everyone looked at each other: No...... We have eyes, we have brains, and we use your emphasis over and over again?

Wang Yongqian sighed in his heart: It's over...... Can't get it, this kid got a big guy?

Otherwise, why are you staring at me directly, with a posture that if I don't agree, you won't talk about it?

He nodded helplessly.

"Okay, I've seen it all...... If you can't go back to China by then, don't rely on me......"

Return?

Everyone was shocked.

Li Dingan slapped his palms again: "Xiao Shu, show the leaders something interesting...... Yes, just the folder on the desktop labeled "Anecdotes......"

Shu Jinghao quickly clicked on, and Li Dingan moved the computer under the mobile phone again, "Do you see it, just this sentence: According to research, the ancient Indian "Collection of Wonderful Stories" may be from "Zhangxiong Tripitaka, Kangyur, Continuation, Five Mingxue, Medicine" ......"

Professor Hou was stunned for a moment, and then pounced forward, his eyes eager to nail his phone.

This look is a long time: "Li Ding'an, this picture is the seventh century "Wonderful Stories"? ”

"It's hard to say, I'm just guessing!"

That's what I said, but the answer is yes, otherwise why would I need to spend so much time?

"Can't say?" Dean Hou couldn't cry or laugh, "Li Ding'an, can you have a sense of trust: I'm also your teacher?" ”

"Dean Hou, don't get me wrong, the key is that this thing has to be related to the "Collection of Wonderful Stories", and if I can't do it, I have to sit through the prison here......"

Dean Hou suddenly understood: It's not that he doesn't trust him, but that Li Dingan is now abroad, and there are some things that can't be said nonsense.

Ma Xianming was taken aback, and his eyes fluttered: "Li Ding'an, what is "Wonderful Stories"? ”

"The earliest treatise on medicine in India is said to have been written in the fifth century, or even earlier, but the earliest surviving version is in the middle of the tenth century...... This book is the greatest medical work in Indian history and is considered the founder of Indian medicine...... If you have to substitute it, please refer to Zhang Zhongjing in my country......"

"The Indian Doctor?"

Ma Xianming's eyes widened, "Then whose sentence is it...... Just this sentence, "Wonderful Anecdotes" is from the "Tripitaka"? ”

"There has been such a saying in the academic world for a long time, who said that I don't know, anyway, it's not me!"

"Who asked you this, I asked for the sentence 'according to research'!"

Legends don't matter, anyone can say it, but there is no basis, who dares to say such a thing as "according to research"?

"Probably" doesn't work......

"Oh, Academician!"

"Are you?"

"You don't believe you honestly?"

Li Dingan rolled the mouse, and a name appeared at the bottom: Few**.

Ma Xianming glanced at it twice, and didn't dare to squeak anymore: Director of the Institute of History of Natural Sciences of the Chinese Academy of Sciences.

No wonder Dean Hou was so excited: if this is the "Collection of Wonderful Stories", it is confirmed that it is indeed related to the "Tripitaka Sutra...... Haha: Indian medicine originated from China......

But shouldn't it?

Ma Xianming pointed to the computer: "Seeing this, you can't jump up over there?" ”

"It's been said for a long time, and they can't count how many times they jumped. But every time I jumped, I was slapped with a 'pop', so I lay down early: No matter how you don't say it, bring the evidence, otherwise I will admit it? But don't worry, I'll show you something more interesting......"

Li Ding'an clicked the mouse a few more times, and a news release appeared on the computer screen.

"How is it Japanese?"

"Michio Yano (a well-known historian of Asia) gave a lecture at Kyoto University, of course, in Japanese, and I will translate one of the passages for you: "Famous Monk Notes" (written in the Southern Liang period, the earliest Buddhist monk history book in China, lost in China, and there are manuscripts in Japan):

When the Han Dynasty was dedicated to the emperor of China, the Indian monk Garo mentioned Chinese missionary work, and when he returned to India, he took with him a large number of Chinese treatises, covering Buddhism, philosophy, literature, art, astrology, medicine, science, politics, military affairs, and so on......

After that, India created six seasons, thirteen months, and twenty-seven constellations according to the "Ganshi Xingjing" (Warring States) and the "Book of Heavenly Officials" (Sima Qian...... and based on the "Green Capsule Book", the "Collection of Wonderful Stories" was created......"

"Wait a minute, which "Green Capsule Book"?"

"Can it still be the one where I learn Feng Shui? Of course, before Hua Tuo died, he wanted the jailer to take it out, but the jailer didn't dare to take it, so he angrily threw it into the furnace, resulting in the lost ......"

Two fingers stretched out in unison on the computer screen: "You? ”

"Didn't I say that? If you have the ability, you go to Michio Yano? ”

Looking for a fart?

He is a member of the International Academy of the History of Science......

"What about the literature?"

"It's all said to be a lecture, how can there be literature?"

"Can the Indians admit it?"

"Do you think that if there is a document and a source, they will admit it?" Li Dingan sneered: "What about dreaming? ”

Ma Xianming was choked and speechless.

Don't talk about the Qing Capsule Book, let's talk about astronomy and calendar: "Kaiyuan Zhanjing" (Tang Dynasty) clearly records that the Tianzhu "Nine Calendars" of the same period is from the "Book of Heavenly Officials", do people admit it?

He Anbang gasped for breath: "That's still useless?" ”

"Don't worry, let's look at the picture."

Li Dingan moved away from the computer and picked up a magnifying glass, "Look, what are these images?" ”

Everyone's eyes widened in unison:

The first one shows a man lying on a bed with no hair, and another holding a knife.

The second is a knife that cuts through the stomach and digs out something the size of a fist...... The man on the bed remained motionless, as if he were dead.

No matter how you look at it before, it looks like some internal organs have been dug up, but now combined with Hua Tuo's "Green Capsule Book......

"Is this surgery?"

"Yes, I'll translate it for you......" Li Ding'an pointed to the Sanskrit text next to the picture, "There is a lump in the stomach, and the herbs don't work, so I can only cut it off...... Anesthetize first, wait for the patient to fall asleep, cut open the stomach and cut out the lump......"

He Anbang frowned: Why is this sentence so familiar?

was recalling, Li Ding'an said "heh" again: "I will recite an ancient text for you again: If the disease is accumulated and cannot be reached by acupuncture and medicine, when the person who has to be circumcised, he will drink his hemp and boil it, and he will be drunk and ignorant of it, because it is broken." ”

Everyone leaned back: What is this...... "Book of the Later Han Dynasty", "The Biography of Hua Tuo"?

Without waiting for them to react, Li Dingan asked Fan Rong to move his mobile phone again: "Look at these ...... again"

It's pretty much the same as the one before, but it's a woman hiding in the bed: her stomach is cut open, blood is bleeding all over the floor, and her internal organs are taken out: this time it's clearer: it's the intestines in her hands......

"I won't translate it this time, it's roughly the process of right hemicolectomy, and I'll give you the ancient text on my back: If the disease is in the intestines, wash before breaking the intestines, sew the abdomen and rub it, four or five days apart, no pain, no self-sleep, and it will be calmed down in a month......

Several people looked at each other: it was still "The Book of the Later Han Dynasty" and "The Biography of Hua Tuo".

It is also available in "Three Kingdoms: The Biography of Hua Tuo".

"Look at these pictures again, it's still a laparotomy and spleen surgery...... This time it is not the Book of the Later Han Dynasty and the Book of the Three Kingdoms, but Pei Songzhi (a historian of the Northern and Southern Dynasties) "Notes on the Chronicles of the Three Kingdoms: Hua Tuo's Biography": the pain of the half-cut in the sick abdomen, and the sideburns fell for more than ten days. He said: It is a half-rotten spleen, which can be treated by cutting the abdomen.

Make the drink medicine lie down, break the abdomen and see it, and the spleen fruit is half rotten. Cut it off with a knife, scrape off the evil flesh, anoint the sores with anointment, drink it with medicine, and heal it in a hundred days...... Don't think it's too mysterious when you hear about cutting the spleen: I didn't cut the spleen, but the outer membrane of the spleen was inflamed, and part of the spleen membrane was removed......"

"Looking further down, it is still a laparotomy, this time it is a hernia cut, and there are also in the historical materials, "Wei Shu Fang Ji Biography" (written by the Northern and Southern Dynasties, one of the twenty-four histories): There are scholars and doctors who are unhappy, and Tu Yun: Jun is deeply ill, and he should break his abdomen and take ...... Then he started, and he was suffering from the ......"

"Look again, this time it's an eye-cutting tumor...... There are still records in the historical materials: "Book of Song" (Southern Dynasty Song Chengshu, one of the twenty-four histories): King Jing (Emperor Sima Shi of the Jin Dynasty) had an eye disease when he was a baby, and King Xuan (Sima Yi) ordered Hua Tuo to cure it, out of the pupils, cut off the disease and accept Fu medicine......"

Li Dingan was not in a hurry, pointing to the pictures one by one, first talking about the process of surgery recorded in Sanskrit, and then comparing it with the history books, which was clear and unmistakable.

With each story, everyone's hearts skipped, their eyes got brighter and brighter, and their heads were squeezed more and more, getting tighter and tighter, and they wanted to get through the camera.

Dean Hou, in particular, kept panting and his face was full of red light.

Without it, Guy studied the history of the Han and Tang dynasties, as well as the influence of Han and Tang cultures on Asian countries, so in his opinion, this picture is a priceless treasure among priceless treasures.

But then, he sighed again: "If that's all there is to it...... Probably not enough! ”

The others were stunned, and they also sighed: "Kaiyuan Zhanjing" said so clearly, India will not admit it, let alone just guess?

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

But on second thought: it's pretty good.

At the very least, it can be proved that this is absolutely the same as the Interesting Stories, and that it predates the earliest surviving version of the Wonderful Stories in Nepal by three hundred years.

What's more, there is a picture?

What if this thing was put in India?

For example, a copy of Zhang Zhongjing's "Treatise on Typhoid Fever" transcribed during the Tang Dynasty suddenly appeared in foreign countries, which not only explains what kind of acupuncture treats what kind of disease, but also explains the strength and depth of the needle, the needle, and even has a detailed picture...... What is this concept?

A national treasure among national treasures...... Don't say how much it is, you have to get it back if you break your head.

So think about it from another perspective, if you sell it to the third brother, even if it is discounted to the feet and neck, it will cost more than 100 million, right?

But on the other hand, if the value of cultural relics can only be expressed in money, it is tantamount to irony and sadness for them......

Seeing one by one listless, weak and weak, Li Dingan smiled again: "Don't worry, there is more!" ”

Suddenly, everyone cheered up again.

Lu Benzhi shook his head and smiled: "Ding'an, can you finish it in one go?" ”

Or else?

Don't let you go up and down, don't hang your appetite, what if your brain is hot and you want to carry forward the style?

Li Dingan gritted his teeth and smiled: "Okay, this time I promise to finish!" ”

He pointed to the rear, next to the anatomical diagram: "There are still patterns here, but the cowhide may have been damp and blurred, but fortunately, the words are still ...... Let me translate it for you: anesthetic soup: three repa of green hemp, three repa of mandala, and forty eleven of the poison of the hara...... The patient takes 30 hours at a time......

Let me explain to you again: green hemp is hemp and hemp is also called hemp fern, which is found in India. Mandala is a transliteration of Sanskrit, which originally came from India, and the Hora poison is Aconitum sinensis, and the place of origin is also in India...... Three Lepa is equivalent to our current four taels, one catty in the Han and Wei dynasties, forty hehe is about equal to three coins, and thirty hehe is equal to two coins a little......

Then, I will recite an ancient text for you: "Wu Pu Materia Medica" (written by Wu Pu, a disciple of Hua Tuo): Qingye (Ma Fei), one pound of mandala, three coins each of Shengwu (Aconitum sinensis), Shanqi (Angelica), aromatic (Angelica angelica), Xiongqiao (Chuanxiong), and tiger palm (fried Nanxing...... Two dollars per serving, the warm wine is adjusted, and you must be drunk to death. ”

Mabo ...... Hemp ...... Datura stramonium...... Well, hemp ...... Hemp boiling?

After a few words, He Anbang leaned forward: "Is this hemp boiling?" ”

The others looked at each other: Wu Pu is Hua Tuo's disciple, so isn't this Ma Boiling San?

The Sanskrit version of hemp boiling ...... Isn't this the ironclad proof that "Wonderful Stories" comes from "The Book of Green Bags"?

"You don't count!" Li Ding'an's tone was leisurely, "If I were Indian, I would say: We used green hemp, mandala, and hara poison, and the medicinal materials in the back are all useless, so why does it have anything to do with you?" ”

He Anbang wanted to scold his mother angrily: "He uses a bird...... If he wants to use the latter ones, he must also be produced in India? ”

After a pause, he rolled his eyes again: "You bring things back first, he dares to deny it, I will buckle his face?" ”

"Hehe, your abacus beads can break my face......" Li Dingan sneered, "But there's more!" ”

"Can you hurry up?"

"Okay, don't interject now, whoever interjects, I'll scold whoever ......"

He Anbang was choked up: he talked the most.

"Good...... You speak, you speak! ”

"It doesn't matter if the third brother doesn't admit it, let's just admit it: most of the "Medical Department Sutra" of the "Zhangzhung Tripitaka" has been lost, but there are still remnants of the surgical part, including intestinal carbuncle surgery, abdominal cyst surgery, eye tumor surgery and hernia surgery. What's more, there are only three kinds of anesthetic formulas used before surgery: hemp root, mandala, and aconitum aconitum! ”

"What do you mean?"

"Use your brain: there are seven or eight kinds of medicines in the formula of Ma Boiling San, but there are only three in the "Medical Department Sutra", which is exactly the same as the one recorded in the Indian "Wonderful Stories...... The country of Zhangxiong was so close to them, and the book was written hundreds of years before them, how could he quibble? ”

Ma Xianming's eyes were straight: going around, going around and back?

It means that it is carried with India, right?

Everyone has the same idea, and they feel that their heads are buzzing: "The collection of wonderful stories" is from the "Tripitaka Sutra......

Immediately, "bang", everyone was in a spirit.

He Anbang slammed his fist on the table: "Li Ding'an, buy a plane ticket and bring things back...... Return home now! ”

"Not looking for ruins?"

"Nonsense, of course you have to look for it!"

But even if you look for it, you have to send it back to China.

There are many reasons, just one point: in 2013, "Exploring the Source of Ancient Zhangxiong Civilization" and the "Chinese Translation of the Zhangzhung Tripitaka" project was officially launched, led by the Social Development Research Center of the Chinese Academy of Social Sciences, and jointly researched by Shuzhu Temple in Qamdo and Tsinghua University.

It is a key project of the Chinese Academy of Social Sciences, and it is a key project of the National Social Science Fund, and it is every year, until now, it has been studied for a whole decade.

I want to ask why it is so important: because the ancient Zhangxiong civilization is the source of thousands of years of snowy plateau civilization, ancient India, ancient Persia, and even ancient Greece have the shadow of ancient Zhangxiong in the inheritance and even the origin.

In particular, ancient India is almost homologous to the Zhangzhung civilization, and the key is: who originated earlier and who came from whom?

Based on historical data speculation and archaeological research, the Zhangzhung civilization should be earlier, but there is too little evidence, and most of the "Zhangzhung Tripitaka" has been lost, so it is necessary to study and study the evidence.

Now, the Wonderful Stories is divided into volumes, still from the seventh century, and is consistent with both the records of the Zhangzhung Tripitaka and the inferences of the World Historical Science Research Organization.

For example, if an ancestor steals something from a neighbor's house, the descendants will not admit it, but if one is not careful, the evidence left by a certain generation of ancestors in the middle suddenly pops up......

Therefore, this leather painting represents not only culture, history, science, and artistic value, but also the origin of civilization......

"The ruins still have to be found, of course, the things have to be brought back first!"

Li Dingan turned his head and looked at Wang Yongqian, "Director Wang, do you want to bring it?" But first, I'm just guessing...... If you don't think it's appropriate, I'll go back. ”

Wang Yongqian couldn't cry or laugh: Am I so pedantic?

He knew what Li Dingan asked him to do, and he emphasized: I'm just guessing, Director Wang, don't take it seriously......

This one, how much more than the big guy? So what Li Dingan said is not an exaggeration at all: if it is not good, he has to eat in Mongolia for the rest of his life......

In a blink of an eye, he took a deep breath: "What kind of commodity did you buy it in?" ”

"Handicrafts, of course!"

"How is that possible?"

Li Dingan didn't speak, just pointed to the scroll and then to the two holes in the rope.

Wang Yongqian took a look, and didn't know what to say: the shaft of acrylic, the hole punched by the machine?

Just said that there was Sanskrit on it, why was it not bought, but let him pick it up?

In these two places, everyone looks at them as handicrafts......

"Is there any purchase procedure?"

"Yes, I also paid taxes, and I personally watched him declare the customs!"

Have you all cleared the customs?

Moreover, it is a handicraft, and the customs will not care about it at all, and can take it back at any time, or mail it by air or rail......

"And you're still looking for me?"

"Nonsense, what if it's intercepted?" Li Dingan sighed, "It's better to use the name of the public unit, so that even if it is detained, at least the things are still there." What can you do if you use your personal name and someone loses a word? ”

That's right, not afraid of 10,000, just in case.

"Okay, I get ......"

Then no problem.

Anyway, no matter what name is used, the thing will definitely be repatriated.

Wang Yongqian nodded, ready to ask Fan Rong, Yu Huiyin and Shu Jing to go out with him. They all stood up, and he remembered what Li Ding'an had said before: You help me think about it, what should I do with this thing?

"By the way, what are you going to do?"

After a pause, Li Dingan sighed again: "I haven't thought about it yet!" ”

Everyone was nervous again: what do you mean?

Immediately, he frowned: this is indeed a problem.

People don't do it for themselves, heaven and earth will be destroyed, such a thing, does it make Li Ding'an carry forward his style?

It's not such nonsense......

He Anbang thought for a while: "You bring the things back first, and I will go back to Beijing now to apply for funds: you can open the price as you like." ”

Li Ding'an glared: "What are you talking about, in your heart, I am so unpatriotic?" ”

"No matter how patriotic you are, you have to eat, I don't have any nonsense, really, you can drive casually, and drive more than a billion ......"

How much, more than a billion?

Suddenly, there was a buzz in his head, his eyes flashed with Venus, and Fan Rong's hand couldn't help shaking.

"Knock"

"It's black, what's going on?"

"It looks like the phone has fallen."

"Did you hit the leather painting?"

"Nonsense, such a big picture, the table is all over, where else can it be smashed?"

Suddenly, He Anbang was like a bomb: "Shu Jinghao, what are you eating?" ”

"Can you see clearly and scold?" Li Dingan sighed helplessly and picked up the mobile phone holder, "What does it have to do with Xiao Shu?" ”

Shu Jinghao was three meters away, sitting behind the computer, looking innocent.

It's not Yu Huiyin, she's holding a flashlight to light it.

Fan Rong's frightened lips trembled, and she was about to cry.

Li Ding'an waved his hand, meaning that she didn't have to be nervous: "How can this thing be so brittle, otherwise it would have broken into slag!" ”

"Fart...... You are careless at all times: this is the case when the Dharani Sutra is sutrated, and you go down with a pair of scissors...... The review is still in my office......"

Li Ding'an was stunned and speechless.

"Forget it, I'm not going back to Beijing, I'm going to Mongolia too...... Director Wang, please, this kid is not very reliable, you look at it! ”

Wang Yongqian nodded vigorously, he was also taken aback just now.

Fortunately, I didn't even leave a seal......

"Curator He, are you going to be?"

"Nonsense...... Well, wait: how much money are you going to ask, I'll get through the tone of the curator and secretary first. ”

"It's all said that you don't talk nonsense, is this a matter of money? Let's figure it out: what I'm saying is not easy to deal with, it's that this thing won't be our turn to study at all......"

Li Dingan sighed helplessly, "You are a dead person when you are a member of the Academy of Social Sciences, right?" ”

The car in front rolls away the road, and the car behind is not sticky: with the light porcelain project of the Science and Technology Innovation Bureau in front, Li Dingan has never worried about whether he will treat himself badly.

Take 10,000 steps back: if it was really for money, he wouldn't have explained the nature of this thing so clearly in front of so many people.

His tangled research belongs......

He Anbang was stunned for a moment.

He patronized and excited, but he didn't expect this stubble: "Exploring the Source of Ancient Zhangxiong Civilization" and "Chinese Translation of Zhangxiong Tripitaka" are all key projects of the National Social Science Fund, and the national projects of Zheng'er Bajing have been studied for ten years, how can they set up the same type of research project again?

It doesn't matter what cultural relics you have, what unit you have, bring it to you......

So, white excited?

Not necessarily......

He Anbang took a deep breath: "We'll talk about the next things later, let's get things to the National Museum first, and then talk about them when they come......"

"You wait, let's talk first: what if, I mean if, they want to take people over together?"

People, what people?

Who wants?

Suddenly, so people froze again: Li Ding'an, Academy of Social Sciences?

Boy...... Mr. Li, how old are you?

But after a moment's thought: don't say it, don't say it, it's really possible?

No...... The possibilities are great, very, very big......

For example, the Science and Technology Innovation Bureau of the Supervision Committee also said at the beginning that it was enough to let Li Dingan help and participate in the research. But gradually, I want to get rid of it completely.

If it weren't for the curator and secretary waking up quickly, they would have run away......

He Anbang wanted to scold his mother angrily: Lao Tzu is simply?

Why is he like a monkey, a white bone spirit that can't be beaten?

First Baoli, then the Ministry of Public Security, and then the Science and Technology Innovation Bureau...... These three gourds haven't been pressed yet, and a scoop has popped up, or is it the one with the big thief?

To say that it is impossible...... Hehe!

In the blink of an eye, it was only two or three hours from front to back, and he studied this thing: age, origin, source, content, value, and meaning of representation...... It's not an exaggeration, to the Gu Xiangxiong project team, are they so fast?

Besides, Li Ding'an is not an unknown person, Mongolian porcelain, light porcelain, feng shui ruins, and the Fengzhou case, which is not on the desk of the ministry leader?

To be capable, to have qualifications, to be famous......

The more He Anbang thought about it, the more worried he became: "Wait until I go over, don't run around!" ”

"This is a foreign country, where can I go?"

Lao He didn't squeak: he was afraid that Li Dingan would go directly to the Academy of Social Sciences with leather paintings.

That's the Chinese Academy of Social Sciences......

For example, if the researcher is a believer, the place is the temple!

"I'll be there tomorrow!"

After a few more words, Li Dingan sighed and hung up the video.

Lao He is really hopeless......

He rolled up the painting again, put it in a box, and handed it to Wang Yongqian.

Wang Yongqian took it cautiously and looked at the three girls again: "Xiao Fan, I'll talk to you." ”

Suddenly, Fan Rong trembled, and her face turned pale: "Wang ...... Director Wang, I'm ...... I just ...... It really wasn't meant to! ”

One billion, she can't afford to lose it in ten lifetimes......

It looks like I'm really scared.

Li Dingan shook his head: "What are you nervous about, it's just a normal process: before you went abroad, you didn't study in the unit?" ”

"Ah...... What to learn? ”

"Of course, it's to learn the regulations, Huiyin and Xiaoshu will also go, and I ......"

Fan Rong was stunned and cried with joy...... (End of chapter)