Hu Xiangsheng is from Chongqing, and the best thing about it is the fresh and spicy hot pot. However, it is difficult to eat the authentic taste of hometown in Dunhuang. When Sheng Tang first came to Dunhuang, he dragged him to eat hot pot, and he also disliked being in a restaurant.

The base was not cooked well, so I went to the vegetable market to buy butter and various ingredients. The base was delicious. From that day on, Professor Hu was enjoying the meal.

Sheng Tang is not very obsessed with spicy food, but she can still eat it. Especially every time she comes to Dunhuang, she can cook a lot of delicious food for Professor Hu. She is good at cooking and is also a ghost, so she uses delicious food to "blackmail" Professor Hu.

Nine times out of ten, Turin will come out.

"If I didn't make it myself, why would I have the nerve to put it into your belly, Professor? I flew to Chongqing specially to buy local ingredients. However, since I can't enter Cave 254, I will go home tonight."

Sheng Tang changed his pitiful attitude before, and turned around to grab the backpack and put the shoulder strap on his shoulders, "See you later, honey."

Hu Xiang almost stamped his feet and beat his chest. He quickly stepped forward and grabbed her bag.

She turned back and winked at him, "I'll go! Professor! You can grab it without taking it or eating it!"

"It's not that I won't let you enter the cave, did I say that? What I mean is that I will arrange another cave for you -"

Sheng Tang turned his face and left.

"Hey, hey, hey." Hu Xiangsheng said quickly, determined that he would rather lose face than let go of the bag, "I have a special task for you. It is to cooperate with an internationally renowned restorer, which is better than doing it alone.

Be meaningful.”

Sheng Tang became interested when he heard this and turned to look at Hu Xiangsheng, "Internationally renowned restorer? Who is it?"

After asking, I was suddenly pleasantly surprised. I tossed my bag and hurriedly massaged the professor's shoulders with a flattering look, "Is it a fan?"

Fan-god was the idol she worshiped. She thought she was talented and had no one else but Fan-god.

He is a king who has emerged from nowhere. He has participated in and independently completed many cultural heritage protection projects, such as the palace hall of Milan, the medieval stucco murals in the Basilica of Santa Maria dello Mero, Giotto's murals for the Scrovegni Church, etc., and worked closely with Lu

There are collaborations between the Floating Museum and the National Museum of Art of Catalonia in Barcelona.

It's a pity that he never shows his true face when he comes to work. He is talented but does not like to socialize. Some people say that he has character flaws and even suffers from depression.

Not long ago, he announced his retirement after returning a similar mural from Dunhuang. Before his retirement, he had just completed the restoration of Leonardo da Vinci's masterpiece "The Virgin, Child and Saint Anne" at the Louvre.

Hu Xiangsheng looked hesitant after hearing this, then smiled and said, "Well... I'm almost as talented as you. He's a genius, just like you."

Hearing this tone, it was no longer a surprise. Sheng Tang raised his eyebrows slightly and stopped tapping his shoulders. Who can the courtyard invite? More importantly, if you invite an expert who is good at restoring Western murals to come over, it will not be acclimatized.

.

When Hu Xiangsheng saw that Sheng Tang was hesitant, he felt relieved. He pulled her down and put her backpack in a safe area. He pushed the soup he had just poured in front of her and said, "Drink some of the mung bean soup made by your wife."

Let’s cool down.”

Seeing Sheng Tang staring at him, he cleared his throat and said, "It's like this. That expert is more used to working independently, but I will find a way to arrange for you to come in..."

Sheng Tangxin said that this meant that there was no arrangement. Just as she was about to complain that he was cheating on his age just to stutter, his cell phone rang.

It was Hu Xiangsheng's cell phone. After connecting, he said "Okay", hung up the phone and said to Sheng Tang, "Just in time, someone is here."

**

Inside the courtyard, the ground was covered in sand, dust and smoke from the tires.

When Sheng Tang followed Hu Xiangsheng out of the hall, Master Bao's car happened to stop.

The car door opened and two men got out.

Hu Xiangsheng strode forward, and although Sheng Tang followed closely, the height and figure of the two people who had just gotten out of the car still felt a little familiar.

The man walking in front was dressed neatly, with a handsome face and a dissolute smile. He called "Master" to Hu Xiang, and his eyes fell on Sheng Tang's face, slightly shocked.

Sheng Tang was stunned when he looked at the handsome face in front of him, and then the two of them said in unison, "Is that you?"

Hu Xiangsheng smiled when he saw this posture, "Did you meet him before?" He patted the man on the shoulder and said, "She is Sheng Tang." He then looked at Sheng Tang, "He is Xiao Ye."

Xiao Ye smiled and added, "You are also my master's incompetent closed-door disciple. It turns out you are Sheng Tang. I have always heard of it but never seen it. A genius-level painter, little Van Gogh. After wandering around for a long time, we are

family."

The other party was quite enthusiastic, but Sheng Tang was at a loss as to what to do. After all, yesterday he had cheated the other party out of five thousand yuan... The world is so small, and God likes to have fun. No wonder at that time, he felt that he was not easy to fool, because he was the famous Professor Hu.

Close disciple.

This kick was like kicking the steel plate.

He smiled and said hello, his eyes falling behind Xiao Ye.

The man who had just gotten off the car with him did not step forward immediately. He was looking around, then stood in the dazzling sunshine, his figure tall and straight, looking in one direction for a long time.

He was wearing sunglasses. Sheng Tang couldn't see his specific appearance, only the outline of his face was firm. He was looking... Sheng Tang looked along his gaze. Was he looking in the direction of the grotto?

Hu Xiang didn't urge him and kept waiting patiently.

Sheng Tang was so perceptive that he was able to put on a show. He dared to let Professor Hu wait like this. His mind was slightly excited. Could it be that he was the expert that Professor Hu said?

I quietly looked at him horizontally and vertically. From his body shape, I couldn't tell how much he weighed, but I vaguely felt that he looked like another victim who was taken advantage of yesterday.

The man stepped forward as his thoughts collided.

The sun fell on his shiny white T-shirt, and Sheng Tang somehow thought of the spruce trees in the forest, tall and majestic, yet proud and independent.

He walked up to Hu Xiangsheng, took off his sunglasses out of courtesy, stretched out his hand and said, "Professor Hu, long time no see."

Sheng Tang, who was standing next to him, stared at his face and felt his eyes light up!

I'm afraid that no man I've ever seen in my life is as good as the one in front of me. How can he be so handsome? How can someone with the same eyes and nose be...well, this! So handsome!

My heart felt like a llama with thousands of flutters, and what flashed through my mind were the descriptions of handsome guys from the romance novels I had read sporadically: thin lips, starry eyes, free and unrestrained...

Or maybe some more poetic verses with artistic conception: The people on the road are like jade, the young master is unparalleled in the world, and Ji Yanzu is as outstanding as a wild crane in a flock of chickens.

Don't blame him for just putting on airs, who made him good-looking? It's called personality if he has good looks and a little willfulness, but this face...

Professor Hu extended his hands to shake hands and exchanged some pleasantries before introducing Sheng Tang, "He is Jiang Zhi, you can call him um... Doctor Jiang, the mural restoration expert I just mentioned to you."

The first reaction that flashed through Sheng Tang's mind was, what? Stiff? The second reaction was: Sure enough, he looks better with a shaved beard...

Jiang Zhi hung his sunglasses on his collar, crossed his arms as if leisurely, and smiled, "Ha, we meet again."
Chapter completed!