"It seems that there are quite a few experts coming to our museum today. Who are you?"

Ma Chengyuan, who is in his fifties, was greeting Wang Shixiang one second, and saw Comrade Jiang Shan with a pretentious look the next.

"What's wrong with this little comrade? Is he feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

The nephew who was promoted in a desperate situation successfully expanded the scope of his influence by saying, "You look really like my miserable uncle!"

Huang Yongyu was stunned at first, but quickly made a judgment: "Xiao Jiang is definitely not talking about me."

Wang Shixiang said "hmm" in agreement.

Then, Jiang Shan's embarrassment was resolved with one sentence: "My surname is Wang and I come from Yanjing. Today, two friends and I are here to visit a local museum."

"It turns out he is a guest from the capital,"

Ma Chengyuan smiled and shook hands with the three people in front of him one by one: "Welcome, I am Ma Chengyuan from the Cultural Relics Conservation Department of Pujiang Museum."

As soon as they finished speaking, Huang Yongyu and Wang Shixiang exclaimed at the same time: "Are you Ma Chengyuan?"

Before Ma Chengyuan could nod in recognition, Wang Shixiang pulled him over: "Xiao Jiang, remember what I just said when Guan Liujue was first discovered, some experts questioned its age, right?"

Jiang Shan nodded: "Remember."

"That expert," Wang Shixiang looked at Ma Chengyuan, "is Comrade Ma Chengyuan."

Jiang Shan quickly stood in awe: "It turns out it's you!"

Huang Yongyu didn't know about Guan Liujue, but he knew another thing: "Xiao Jiang, do you know where the word 'China' first appeared?"

As soon as he heard this, Jiang Shan recalled what Ma Chengyuan had said to him: "How to respect, how to respect."

Seeing that Jiang Shan had already sung it, Huang Yongyu knew that he must have known it: "Then do you know who first discovered the inscription in 'He Zun'?"

Jiang Shan was stunned for a moment, then quickly looked at Ma Chengyuan: "Is it also...?" Why didn't you mention this in your previous life?

"Because there is a Taotie pattern on the statue, He Zun was originally named a bronze statue with a Taotie pattern."

Although "He Zun" was missing when they met again, the conversation between Ma Chengyuan and Jiang Shan still started with "He Zun":

“A few years ago, because a batch of bronzes from the Baoji Museum were going to be exhibited in Japan, the Cultural Relics Bureau assigned me to make preparations for going abroad.

Although Baobo's comrades have repeatedly stated that there is no inscription in the Taotie Bronze Zun.

But based on my experience, there must be something hidden in a bronze with such gorgeous decorations."

After being soaked in chemical reagents, Ma Chengyuan peeled off the historical seal of the Taotie Bronze Statue.

Since then, the earliest "China" appeared!

According to the inscription inside the bronze statue, this statue was cast by a noble family named He in Western Zhou Dynasty, so it was renamed "He Zun".

This discovery not only transformed the "He Zun" bronze into a king, but also made many people in the industry know Ma Chengyuan's name.

No wonder Huang Yongyu and Wang Shixiang have heard of his name even though they have never met him.

At this moment, Ma Chengyuan looked at them and said, "Who are you two...?"

"I, Wang Shixiang, he, Huang Yongyu."

"As expected, we are here with experts. No wonder they know so much about bronzes."

Ma Chengyuan has met Xu Bangda, Zhu Jiajin and Qigong before.

Just now, he was surprised and listened to the crowd for a while.

Unexpectedly, when passing by the Bronze Hall, I discovered a small team of experts.

…

"The Pujiang Museum has no treasures, not because the level is not enough, but because there are too many treasures that can be the treasures..."

At this time, Xu Bangda walked into the bronze exhibition hall together with his voice.

Jiangshan sounded wrong.

When I looked up, I saw Xu Bangda and Zhu Jiajin, followed by a group of visitors.

At this moment, the crowd was surrounding the two commentators with curious eyes.

Xu Bangda looked ahead:

"The Three Treasures in China refers to the three bronze tripods in my country. One of them is the Big Ke Ding in front of you. The other two are the Mao Gong Ding in Taiwan Museum and the Big Meng Ding in the National Palace Museum."

"We often say that we want to conquer the Central Plains and conquer the world. Do you know what we are asking about?" Zhu Jiajin put his hands behind his back and said kindly: "The question is about the weight of the tripod."

Xu Bangda: "In other words, whoever weighs more has the final say..."

Zhu Jiajin: "Guess who is the heaviest among these three cauldrons?"

The crowd tried to ask for the top prize: "Is our Dake tripod in Pujiang the heaviest?"

Xu Bangda and Zhu Jiajin laughed together: "Yes!"

Just kidding, this is what I used to do with Gubo’s large cauldron.

How can the Pujiang government not weigh it before sending it out?

At this moment, Wang Shixiang glanced at the excitement from the air: "Yongyu, it's a shame that your cousin didn't come this time."

"Fortunately, Professor Shen didn't come," Huang Yongyu understood what the other party meant: "Otherwise, we wouldn't even be able to leave when it gets dark."

If these three model worker commentators join forces, they may be able to bring the cultural relics to life!

"By the way," Wang Shixiang remembered now, looked at Huang Yongyu and asked, "Where did you go just now? How come Xiao Jiang and I are the only ones left in the blink of an eye?"

"On the way here, Xu Banchi heard from Xiao Jiang that the Snow Bamboo Picture had been turned into a treasure map," Huang Yongyu replied, "So as soon as we entered the museum, he dragged us towards it."

Jiang Shan also came back to his senses at this moment: "Did you see those two lines of words?"

Huang Yongyu: "Where can I look? He's locked in a cupboard!"

Ma Chengyuan on the side immediately looked at the person in front of him again: "Are you two with Professor Xu?"

Wang Shixiang laughed: "Aren't they all here to fight against Yanjing?"

Huang Yongyu silently glanced at Professor Xu who was talking enthusiastically: "How about... let's go somewhere else first?"

Wang Shixiang: "I also want to see "Snow Bamboo Picture"."

Jiang Shan nodded in agreement: "Then let's not affect the two experts' success."

As the host, Ma Chengyuan decided to go together: "Let's go, I will take you to the painting and calligraphy hall."

When a few people walked quietly past Dak Ding, Qi Gong and Xu Muchun, who were touching their noses and were hidden among the crowd, immediately left and followed them.

But I never thought that I would walk into the calligraphy and painting exhibition hall again.

Wang Shixiang, Huang Yongyu and Jiang Shanli looked at the "Snow Bamboo Picture" for a while. Seeing that Ma Chengyuan had no intention of unlocking it, they could only look at the cabinet.

In fact, Ma Chengyuan also saw what they meant, but: "I'm sorry, there are so many people coming to see this painting recently, and it's not convenient for me..."

Qigong was very sure of the other party's work attitude: "This is how we should treat national treasures."

Jiang Shan believes: "If the museum closes, I can..."

Although Huang Yongyu also thought so, he still taught Jiang Shan a lesson: "Do you think this is a posthumous post?"

Wang Shixiang: "Do you think this is at the Institute of Cultural Relics?"

Ma Chengyuan, who didn't care at all, directly revealed the reason: "I'm sorry, everyone, but our curator Xie will inevitably have an accident, so we might as well let him keep the keys himself."

If he hadn't known that the crowd was here for this painting, Xie Zhiliu would have accepted "Snow Bamboo Picture" long ago.

"It's not in the way," Huang Yongyu looked down at the display cabinet: "The other paintings are also very interesting, Jiangshan..."

Jiang Shan took a step forward: "I'm here, tell me!"

"Don't you usually like to write?" Huang Yongyu knocked on the glass: "Let's take a look at this "Shangyu Tie" by Wang Xizhi!"

As soon as he mentioned this, several people around him slowly gathered around.

Among them is Xu Muchun, who is new to the industry.

"Although this copybook is a copy from the Tang Dynasty," the host Ma Chengyuan introduced, "but because of the extremely high level of copying, it is almost as good as the original."

"It indeed copied Wang Xizhi's writing style," Huang Yongyu nodded: "Xiao Jiang, can you tell what is written in this cursive script?"

I had heard Ma Chengyuan introduce Jiangshan earlier, so I put aside my pretense and acknowledged it for a while: "I have a stomachache at night, and I can't bear to see you. I am in Shangyu today, and I haven't left until the next month... Isn't this just a sick note from a calligrapher?"

"So "Shangyu Calligraphy" is also jokingly called "Ye Lai Abdominal Pain Calligraphy"," Huang Yongyu smiled and moved a few steps to the side: "Look at this calligraphy by the calligrapher's son again."

Jiang Shan followed suit: ""Yatou Wan Tie"."

Huang Yongyu: "Recognize what is written on this post!"

Jiang Shan looked at the two short columns that were almost an achievement: "Yatouwan, so it's not good, I will gather it tomorrow, and I will meet you."

Huang Yongyu: "I've already eaten the duck head balls you gave me."

Wang Shixiang: "The medicine is not effective, brother!"

Qi Gong: "We will talk again after we meet."

Xu Muchun laughed at this: "These two precious cultural relics turn out to be two message notes from the Wang family!"
To be continued...