Nie Tianqin finally understood why he had the intention to ask questions knowingly.

He likes to listen to this girl talk.

Young, energetic, and with a classical temperament.

It's like walking from classics to reality.

When talking to Meng Xinzhi, the sense of age difference is actually much smaller than when he talks to his son.

Archeology is not a "blind box" for opening cultural relics, but "seeing things through and seeing people".

If this were said from Datou's mouth, it would be a bit inconsistent.

Saying it from Meng Xin's mouth adds a bit of convincing feeling.

Even if [Blind Box] and [Cultural Relic] are connected, nothing will change.

Nie Tianqin subconsciously wanted to say something personal: "Miss Ah Xin, can you help me ask in private whether Guangyi really likes ancient buildings, or is he just coming back to help me?"

"Shall I ask?" Meng Xinzhi was a little surprised.

"May I?"

Jiang is still very old, so he still has to rely on his father for assists.

Unfortunately, things didn't work out as expected.

"It would be more appropriate for my father to ask. In fact, Mr. Nie and I are not very familiar with each other." Meng Xinzhi looked at Zong Ji.

Zong Ji quickly said: "I'm not that familiar either."

Nie Tianqin had a clear view of the reactions of the father and daughter, and came to the final conclusion - [The son really doesn't really like the restoration of ancient buildings].

Only if this conclusion is established, will the son's good friends put aside their relationship one after another and ignore him.

"Let's do Tai Chi and feel our son's design."

Because of his "criminal record", Nie Tianqin is more concerned about what his son really wants than anyone else.

The master bedroom on the first floor is not only a visual feast, but also a feast for the senses of hearing and smell.

Even if you close your eyes, you can still feel the sound being there.

Every detail here reveals the designer's intentions.

Nie Tianqin made up his mind and began to learn Tai Chi while asking various questions.

Meng Xinzhi had been learning Tai Chi from Zong Ji for a long time. In order to allow Nie Tianqin to learn more quickly and comprehensively, Professor Nie was placed between the two of them.

Nie Tianqin first asked Zong Ji on his left: "Your daughter is going to study in England, right?"

"Yes, Ah Xin is going to UCL to further her studies." Zong Ji replied.

Nie Tianqin changed the direction of his Tai Chi movements and asked Meng Xinzhi on his right amiably: "What major did you choose at UCL?"

"Master of Museum and Gallery Education." Dream Heart's answer.

Nie Tianqin asked Zong Ji on his left with a less than standard movement: "Is your daughter planning to become a teacher after she majors in education?"

"It's up to her. I just let her be happy."

After Zongji answered, Professor Nie, who was busier than a bee, turned around again and asked Meng Xinzhi: "Are you going to be a teacher in the future?"

“I chose education because UCL’s School of Archeology and Museology is in Doha.”

Nie Tianqin was a little unable to keep up with the movements, so he simply didn't change direction and continued to ask the girl from the classics: "So you haven't thought about becoming a teacher after graduation, right?"

"My father said that you don't have to set rules for yourself so early." Meng Xin's words will definitely guide his father.

"Wouldn't it be great for you girls to be teachers?" Nie Tianqin asked.

"It's very good, but I might also go to the field of archeology, and I might also join a dance troupe." Meng Xinzhi replied.

"Isn't the span between the archaeological frontline and the dance troupe a bit big?" Nie Tianqin was very concerned.

"There are infinite possibilities in life. It's not a bad thing to have more interests, right, dad?" Meng Xinzhi's question made Nie Tianqin finally willing to change directions.

Meng Xinzhi murmured in her heart, Professor Nie seemed to be a little too enthusiastic towards her.

She went to Nie Tianqin's class.

At that time, I never heard from my classmates that Professor Nie was so approachable.

Maybe it’s different in private than in class?

"Of course, dad supports you in whatever A-xin wants to do." Zongji added: "As long as it's not too dangerous, otherwise dad won't be able to sleep every day."

"How could it be dangerous?" Meng Xinzhi asked back: "Dad, you still think of archeology as tomb robbing, right?"

"Hahaha, what should we do? Ah Xin, my father grew up reading tomb-robbing novels!" Zongji looked a little proud.

"There's nothing I can do. When I gain more experience in archeology, I will write a book for my father."

What does it mean to be a doting father with strength? This is it.

"Really, Ah Xin, if you say that, my father will believe it!" Zong Ji smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed to slits, and even the movements that had been formed into muscle memory in the past began to change.

"Of course it's true. Personal customization is dad's exclusive privilege."

"Ah Xin Kuai, tell Dad, what kind of private custom-made law can you make?" Zong Ji pulled Nie Tianqin along with him: "Dad has witnesses today."

"Let me think about it. Dad can choose which dynasty to rob, what type of tomb, what kind of funerary objects are in the tomb, whether the owner of the tomb is male or female, and whether he is a historical figure. Everything can be customized."

"That's it, then Dad doesn't want too much, so just steal the Dinggui Bean." (Note)

"Haha, does Dad like bronzes so much?"

"No, Dad thinks that people in the Western Zhou Dynasty were more particular about cooking." Zongji's point of view is unique.

"That's it. Then which dynasty did dad think was the best at eating in ancient my country? Is it the Song Dynasty or the Shang and Zhou Dynasties?"

"In terms of utensils, it must be from the Shang and Zhou dynasties."

"What about the food itself?"

"Let's look at this issue dialectically. Dad thinks it's still the Western Zhou Dynasty."

Upon hearing this, Nie Tianqin's Tai Chi movements, which were not very proficient in the first place, completely stopped.

Zongji asked him if he couldn't keep up.

Nie Tianqin smiled and replied: "No, listening to you father and daughter chatting is more interesting than playing Tai Chi."

"Then Professor Nie, do you want to vote too?"

"Which one is better at eating, the Western Zhou Dynasty or the Song Dynasty? I really haven't thought about this question. Of the utensils you just mentioned, I only know that the tripod is a bronze utensil used for cooking meat." Nie Tianqin abstained from voting.

"Dad, why do you think it's still the Zhou Dynasty? The food eaten at that time couldn't be as prosperous as the Song Dynasty, right?"

"This is definitely correct. There is a gap of two thousand years of historical development. In the Western Zhou Dynasty, bronzes were mostly used by nobles."

"Then why does Dad still think it's the Western Zhou Dynasty?"

"Ah Xin, do you know how people came to believe that food is their first necessity?"

""Historical Records: Biography of Li Sheng and Lu Jia"?"

"No, no, no, Sima Qian just wrote this sentence down. This sentence is the conclusion drawn from the Zhou Dynasty's management system."

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Note:

Ding - a bronze vessel for cooking meat.

Gui (guǐ) - a bronze vessel for placing staple food.

甗(yǎn)——bronze steamer

Beans - Bronze dish.
Chapter completed!