Knock, knock, knock, someone is knocking on the door.

Then she saw Cai Cai walking in with a plate of cut fruits. She put the fruit plate on the desk and said, "Grandpa, Brother Daxia, these fruits are in season and taste sweet and delicious."

"Thanks."

Li Mo politely picked up a piece of bayberry and chilled it. It tasted sour and sweet, and tasted quite good.

"Brother Daxia, if you really want to thank me, can you teach me how to practice martial arts?"

"You want to practice martial arts?" Li Mo smiled and said, "Do you know how hard it is to practice martial arts?"

“I know, it’s not often written in books, ‘Practice in the winter and practice in the summer,’ which means perseverance is the key.”

Li Mo gave her a thumbs up and said: "This sentence comes from "The Swordsman of the King of Yan". It seems that you have read the book well. Cai Cai, actually practicing martial arts is not as easy as you think. Just persistence is not enough. I practice

The most popular one is Bajiquan, which is learned from Huizhou Chen’s Bajiquan. It is a close-quarters fighting style that emphasizes speed, accuracy and ruthlessness, and has certain requirements for the training of muscles and bones.”

"You are now in adolescence of physical development. If you rush to learn this kind of overbearing martial arts, your muscles and bones may be deformed. For example, your fists may be covered with calluses, your long legs may be deformed, or you may even be injured accidentally.

It will leave hidden wounds on the body, which is not worth the gain."

Cai Cai pretended to wipe the sweat from her forehead and curled her lips and said, "If you don't want to teach, you won't teach. There are so many reasons."

"You kid, Li Mo can still lie to you. You think about Smell every day. What will you do if your hands and feet are injured and left disabled?" Zhu Changping lectured her with a cold face.

"You guys can eat, I'm going to study."

Cai Cai turned around and left, seemingly in a bad temper.

"The older this child gets, the harder it is to discipline him." Professor Zhu is also troubled. If all of them are as single-minded as his son Zhu Mingcheng, he is afraid of such clever children who are full of strange ideas.

"It will be fine in a few years."

"Forget it, let's not talk about her. I have read the paper you sent me before about Yang Guifei's bracelet. Overall, it is not a big problem, but there is still a little bit of material missing. For example, the 'transshipment' theory we discussed before, from a scientific perspective

In general, this is a kind of superstition, but in terms of historical value, it is also an indispensable culture passed down by our ancestors."

"Teacher, do you mean to add this bit of material? I have already prepared this bit of material, just add it directly."

"You have to remember that what we study is archeology. What is antiquity? As long as it is passed down from history, whether it is objects or words, we must record it truthfully. Through these records, the world can understand the social form, customs, etc. at that time.

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"In the eyes of others, the material of 'transshipment' is a bit superstitious, but from an archaeological perspective, it is a historical mark that cannot be deleted."

Professor Zhu Changping was trying his best to teach him and guide him.

Li Mo also remembered every word he said in his mind, and finally said: "Teacher, I will go back to the dormitory to revise and complete the paper, and I will send it to you in two days. Regarding 'Ming Hongwu's three-clawed dark dragon with celadon double ears'

I can't finish Ping's thesis this month. I've been studying the golden gongs of the Qin and Han Dynasties this month."

"Hahaha, we are approaching retirement, but we are very busy. In the past few months, the professors and experts from the history department of Peking University have been surrounding you. But they think highly of you, and they all hope that you will be fine.

Let these two rare treasures come out and let them find something to do, so that life can be interesting."

After talking about things here, Li Mo said goodbye and left Professor Zhu's house. Cai Cai sent him downstairs and asked in a low voice: "Brother Daxia, I can't learn martial arts, so can you teach me some self-help tricks?"

Or is it a trump card to deal with those with bad intentions?"

"Yes, but I can't teach you. I will help you find a master in this field during your rest. She is my senior sister, a professional elite who returned from studying in Cambridge, England."

"Wow, that's what we've settled on then."

Li Mo took a few steps and came back immediately, grabbing Cai Cai's clothes and admonishing: "Study, learn, but don't use it casually, sometimes it will destroy people."

"Brother Daxia, just be at ease. I'm just learning to protect myself."

Li Mo returned to his dormitory, ordered a lot of delicious takeaways, then took a hot shower and sat down in front of the computer to revise his paper.

The second paper does not require major revisions. It only needs to add some materials. This does not require much energy to be organized.

He stayed in the dormitory for half the morning of the next day, and only packed up and went out after receiving a text message from Chen Feng.

However, it was not Chen Feng who came to pick him up, but a receptionist from the company.

"Hello, Mr. Li."

"Why are you here?"

"Mr. Chen is talking with Mr. Niu and Mr. Gu from New Century Auction House, so he arranged for me to pick you up and take you to the conference hall of Kimberly-Clark Auction House."

Li Mo sat in the back row.

"Mr. Li, are you a student of Beijing University?"

"Well, I just entered school this year. I see that you are not very old. You just graduated not long ago?"

"My name is Gu Wenwen. I am a senior at Renmin University and have come out as an intern. Mr. Chen said that I performed well and can become a full-time employee directly after I graduate."

"Follow Mr. Chen well. You are the first batch of employees in the company. As long as you don't leave, you will be the company's veterans in the future and have many promotion opportunities."

"Yes, Mr. Li, we must study hard and work hard."

The Kimberly-Clark auction venue was on the eighth floor of another high-end office building. It took the car more than an hour to arrive. Chen Feng and Niu Sanpang were already waiting at the door downstairs.

"Master Li, GoldenEye, you've got it right. Tell me quickly, the four paintings at the Datong Auction House yesterday were all forgeries?"

"Do you not believe my eyesight, or do you not believe what your ears hear?" Li Mo put his arm around his shoulders and walked inside, "Three Fatty, your weight loss is not effective."

"You haven't answered me yet?"

"Sure and sure, but what do you want to do?"

"Master Li, you don't understand. People who can buy tens of millions or hundreds of millions of dollars for a painting are rare high-end people in the collection and investment circles. Normally, they also recognize the brand.

If such a big thing happens to Datong Auction House, don't even think about having anything to do with them in the future."

"They even said that they can be beaten to the end with a stick, but tens of millions of dollars are actually counterfeit products. This is such a terrible truth."

Li Mo didn't answer his words. This was a matter between them and it was inconvenient for him to get involved.

"Why are you free this afternoon?"

"I'll follow you in and see if there will be any big news from Kimberly Clark Auction House." Niu Sanpang chuckled, looked at the guests who were already signing in, and said in a low voice, "Because the first round of our first game was explosive.

, we received the news at noon that Kimberly Clark would pre-display a Qianlong famille rose 'Longevity Continuous' gourd vase during the afternoon session to build momentum for the perfect ending of the next autumn auction."

Li Mo paused and said with some disbelief: "Twelve years ago, at a Sotheby's auction on Hong Kong Island, the same Qianlong pastel 'Wanshou Lianyan' gourd bottle from the Qing Dynasty was sold

A high price of 207 million."

"Is the Qianlong pastel gourd bottle from Kimberly Clark Auction House the same model? Did you get the relevant information in advance?"

In order to suppress New Century Auction House, Kimberly-Clark Auction House is going to throw a big bomb.
Chapter completed!