After waiting for a while, Qian Bin arrived and led Yang Xiuwen to his office.

After sitting down, Qian Bin poured him a cup of tea and said, "Xiuwen, I just wanted to find you. You are also our employee now. It is necessary to participate in the work of the unit occasionally so that the boss's face will look good. Tomorrow you will

Let’s go to the Qin Terracotta Warriors and Horses Working Group and participate in the excavation and protection of a group of terracotta warriors and horses for about ten days.”

Yang Xiuwen nodded in agreement.

Then he handed the scroll to Qian Bin with both hands and said, "Uncle Qian, I drew this myself and sent it to you for your comments."

Qian Bin smiled and said, "I have seen your calligraphy and painting in your shop, and they are comparable to everyone else."

As he spoke, he opened the scroll. An orchid swayed in the wind and came alive. The poem was written by Mu Yisheng. "A small grass is unknown, willing to give its fragrance to others. Among the dead flowers, there is only one love, quiet and elegant."

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Qian Binlian said, "Okay, okay, good painting, good calligraphy, and better meaning!".

Yang Xiuwen left Qian Bin and went directly to the exhibition hall.

There were many people coming to visit, so he started today's delicious feast calmly.

He walked very slowly, not letting go of any of the giant cauldrons, as large as one or two meters, or as small as embroidery needles.

He doesn't just absorb spiritual energy, he carefully observes the characteristics, materials, and age marks of each item.

In his eyes, a magnificent historical picture appeared, with warriors and horses, families in small bridges, the replacement of emperors, and the rise and fall of dynasties.

While I was swimming in the long river of history, someone actually said in my ear, "Comrade, it's time to go, we are off work."

When he woke up with a start, he found that there was no one in the huge exhibition hall, and the staff reminded him that the exhibition hall was closed.

After saying sorry to the staff, he quickly walked out of the museum and stopped at the entrance of the museum. Yang Xiuwen was very reluctant to leave.

There has been great progress, and the knowledge of antiques has undergone a qualitative change. Physical experience is the best teacher. In the past, it was mostly theoretical. He is now sure that he has fallen in love with this culture and is no longer doing it for survival.

The growth of the Sky Eye is also huge, and now it should be possible to "pick up" a teacup while controlling objects from a distance.

I have only seen one-third of the collection in the exhibition hall. I won’t be able to come tomorrow. I have to go to the Terracotta Warriors and Horses Museum and come back later when I have time.

In the small park, under the supervision of his master, Yang Xiuwen skillfully completed the practice of boxing and sparred with the master for a while.

After that, I told Chen Zhiwu about working at the Terracotta Warriors and Horses Museum.

Chen Zhiwu said, "Go ahead. You have learned the boxing skills a long time ago, but you are still weak in actual combat. Don't be lazy during this period, otherwise I won't spare you. Go and clean up. Go ahead."

Yang Xiuwen said goodbye to Chen Zhiwu, went back to take a shower, picked up a travel bag, and went to the store to say hello to Cao Guoqing.

I went to Wenbaozhai again to meet Zhou Xingwen, mainly to ask the master to buy the painting.

He also told him that there was also a Yuan blue and white stove in the store and asked Zhou Xingwen to take a look.

As soon as Zhou Xingwen heard about Yuan Qinghua, he pulled him up and walked away. As he walked, he said, "You go, be careful at work, I will go to your shop by myself."

Seeing himself being thrown on the side of the road, Yang Xiuwen didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

The Qin Terracotta Warriors and Horses Hidden Pit is located in Yanzhai Township, Lintong, Xi'an, 1,500 meters east of the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor.

Such a huge underground army is known as the eighth wonder of the world. Originally, Qin Shi Huangdi wanted to use humans as burial companions, but Prime Minister Li Si stopped him and persuaded him to use pottery figurines instead.

It was discovered by two villagers in 1974, and this is probably the second time it has been excavated.

It was noon when Yang Xiuwen arrived. He put on the gray work clothes issued by his unit and his work ID and entered the scene.

The entire tomb pit was covered with arched iron tiles and was very high from the ground. There were a dozen people wearing hard hats working in a new pit.

The people at the bottom of the pit put the soil in buckets and handed it to the people at the top of the pit. The people above poured the soil into the cart and pushed it away. Everyone was disgraced.

A person who could no longer identify who he was shouted to him, "Is it Yang Xiuwen? Come down quickly."

After hearing this, Yang Xiuwen walked over quickly, jumped lightly, and landed in front of the man in the pit.

The person who called him was startled and fell down almost two meters deep.

So he said, "You are in danger of dying. Be careful. My name is Zheng Qiang and I will be your team leader from now on. Deputy Director Qian called me yesterday and asked you to come over today."

Yang Xiuwen smiled and said, "Hello, Group Zheng, I'm very happy to work under your guidance. I will do whatever you arrange in the future." Zheng Qiang nodded with satisfaction and said, "Okay, let's start now, follow the above

Draw the line, dig down carefully, be sure not to hurt the pottery figurines in the soil, this is for you."
Chapter completed!