Chapter 58 Renguo Museum
The next day, after Wang Xiaoming got up, he stood in front of the window and looked out, when he saw a familiar figure leaving.
He came downstairs and happened to see Li Jun packing breakfast, so he asked, "Did Zhao Jianguo come just now?"
Li Jun put the breakfast away and said, "Yes, Captain Zhao is here to remind us that the headquarters decided to take action today, and he sent breakfast by the way."
“Also remind us to pay attention to safety when we go out,” Li Jun raised his head and looked at Wang Xiaoming, “As long as I am here, no one can hurt the professor.”
Wang Xiaoming directly reached out and picked up a fried dough stick and took a bite, "It's just a private organization of ghost masters, it can't make big waves.
After dinner, we set off directly to Renguo Museum. "
It's not that Wang Xiaoming underestimates this ghost controller organization, but because the ghost controllers in this period can still be eliminated with physical weapons.
Even if the other party is the third largest private ghost control organization in the country and recruits many foreign ghost control players, it will not be the opponent of the headquarters.
If it weren't for waiting for the production of supernatural bullets, the headquarters would have taken action long ago.
In this way, Wang Xiaoming and Li Jun once again took the special car from the headquarters and headed towards the Renguo Museum in the city without any obstruction.
By the time we arrived at the Renguo Museum, it was already nine o'clock in the morning, and it took us an hour and a half. Without it, there would be too much traffic on the road.
Walking to the front of the Renguo Museum, you can see a huge sign with the words "Closed for one day" written on it.
There were many people gathered near the entrance of the museum. When I got closer, I realized that they were all tourists who had made reservations to visit the museum today.
There were several security personnel who kept explaining and apologizing in front of the door, but the effect was not obvious, and more and more people gathered.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Wang Xiaoming did not expect that the museum would be closed for just one day and cause such a commotion. He still knew too little about the Renguo Museum.
But the most important thing now is how they get in.
“Professor Wang, Mr. Li Jun, we meet again.”
Just when Wang Xiaoming was about to call the person, Hou Cuijiao appeared at the side. The person had changed into a black business suit today, had her hair tied up, and had a pair of exquisite silver silk-rimmed glasses on her nose, looking knowledgeable and cheerful. beauty.
“Ms. Hou, I'm going to trouble you again today.”
Wang Xiaoming couldn't help but look at the other person a few more times. Everyone has a love for beauty, and he is not immune to it.
“Professor Wang is too polite, come with me.” Hou Cuijiao led the way, and the group of people avoided the crowded door and walked to the side.
“Professor Wang also saw the scene just now. We can only enter through a remote door, and we still have to walk for a while.”
Wang Xiaoming and Li Jun have no objections.
The group of people slipped into the museum like this. There were still many staff members in the museum at this time.
Seeing Wang Xiaoming and others come in, one of the middle-aged men came over to welcome them and said to Hou Cuijiao: "Chief Hou, you are here."
As he said that, the middle-aged man looked at Wang Xiaoming aside and said with a smile: "This must be Professor Wang. My name is Huang Zhong, and I am the deputy director of the Renguo Museum."
Hou Cuijiao said hello to Huang Zhong and introduced a few people by the way.
“Hello,” Wang Xiaoming forced a smile and said, “I'm here to cause you trouble this time.”
Renguo Museum is the largest and most comprehensive museum in China. It receives tens of thousands of tourists from all over the world every day. Today, the museum is closed for a day just for Wang Xiaoming. It can be said that it is a great honor.
“This is what we should do,” Huang Zhong obviously knew Wang Xiaoming's identity and spoke very politely. “It's the first time for Professor Wang to come to our museum. He must not be familiar with it. What does the professor want to see? I can lead the way.”
Wang Xiaoming did not refuse. The Renguo Museum was too big and it was inconvenient without anyone to guide him. So he directly stated his purpose and wanted to touch and inspect some precious cultural relics with a long history. Huang Zhong understood the idea and led the way. From time to time, Wang Xiaoming also introduced some precious collections passing by, and at the same time wrote down the historical introduction in the exhibition hall, learning historical knowledge in disguise.
Li Jun followed closely behind, while Hou Cuijiao looked around like a tourist, stopping in front of a cultural relic from time to time. However, she did not break away from the group. When someone walked away, she immediately followed them.
Not long after, a few people came to the bronze exhibition area. Most of the exhibits here were from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period or earlier.
Wang Xiaoming turned on his spiritual vision and scanned all the bronzes in the exhibition hall. No abnormalities were found, so he watched with relief as Deputy Curator Huang Zhong opened the exhibition cabinet and took out the precious bronzes inside.
"Professor Wang, these are the most precious bronzes in our museum. Look..." Huang Zhong wore gloves and held a bronze wine bottle in both hands and handed it over.
Wang Xiaoming took the bronze wine bottle and said: "Director Huang, what I am going to do next requires a quiet environment, and I hope you will not talk next."
"no problem."
The headquarters had long been at loggerheads with the museum, so Huang Zhong was not surprised and agreed to step aside and stop talking.
After seeing no one to disturb you,
Wang Xiaoming began to arrange the archaeological ceremony directly on the open space, summoning the historical atmosphere of the bronze wine bottles and resonating with them.
Although there are not many records about the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods in Renguo, and Wang Xiaoming knows little about the history, the bronze wine bottles have existed for too long and have a very rich historical flavor, which is close to the bronze lamps in the underground passage.
After the ceremony, Wang Xiaoming felt the magic medicine being digested in his body and was very satisfied.
“It seems that the archaeologist's magic potion can be completely digested today.” Wang Xiaoming thought.
“Continue.” Wang Xiaoming put the bronze wine bottle back into the display cabinet and said.
After hearing the order, Huang Zhong immediately opened another display cabinet. With the cooperation of others, Wang Xiaoming's digestion level of the magic medicine increased all the way, and soon exceeded half of the digestion level.
However, Wang Xiaoming's corresponding historical knowledge was not enough as he had been archaeologically examining cultural relics from the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods, and the digestibility of each bronze ware plummeted.
Fortunately, this is the most comprehensive and largest museum in the country. There is no shortage of cultural relics. Wang Xiaoming has already begun to arrange bronzes from older ritual archeology.
The Houmu Cauldron among them gave him a large amount of magic medicine digestion, which was more than what the supernatural item bronze lamp once brought.
Until the feedback brought by the bronze began to decrease, the digestion of the magic potion had reached the final stage.
Several people then went to the Qin and Han exhibition area. When they were excavating a jade garment with gold threads here, the archaeologist's potion in Wang Xiaoming's body was finally completely digested.
At the same time, the adjacent sequence of gifted combat scholars were also perfectly integrated into his body.
Abundant energy filled Wang Xiaoming's body, and the discomfort caused by the rapid digestion of the magic potion disappeared without a trace.
He looked at the gold jade garment in the ceremony. The archaeological ceremony was over, and the identification charm beside the ceremony had lost its luster.
“There is no need to make these bronze charms in the future.” Wang Xiaoming thought to himself, because he was about to be promoted to appraiser.
Looking at the jade garment with golden threads in front of him, Wang Xiaoming could slightly perceive the historical atmosphere of this cultural relic without the help of rituals.
Even if he is not promoted to Sequence Seven Appraiser, he can still act as an expert in identifying the authenticity of cultural relics, and his accuracy is amazing.
Because he relies on sensing the historical atmosphere rather than his eyesight.
At the same time, with the perfect integration of the combat scholar, the passive of hearing and vision became more powerful, and all the scenes in front of him became clear, and he could even faintly see the small cracks on the jade pieces.
(End of this chapter)
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