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    "Isn't the country already starting to rescue these things, what are they called inheritors of intangible cultural heritage?"  Mo Xiaoyu said.

    Wen Yushan shook his head and said, "The speed of rescue can't keep up with the speed of death, it's too slow."

    Mo Xiaoyu was speechless, and didn't know how to comfort this old man who had dedicated his life to cultural relics.

    "You are curator Lang's closed disciple, learn his unique skills carefully, otherwise it will be over."  Wen Yushan told Mo Xiaoyu to say.

    "He has always just taught me how to draw, is that his unique skill?" Mo Xiaoyu asked.

    Wen Yushan shook his head and said, "No, his unique skill is not to paint, but to make old paintings. Some restored paintings need to be repaired as old, so many times the Palace Museum has asked him to do something for newly restored paintings.  Old, you must study hard."  Wen Yushan said.

    Mo Xiaoyu knew about Lang Jianbai's ability a long time ago, but he didn't know that he had such a high standard. Otherwise, how could Mo Xiaoyu's paintings be included in international auctions?

    Mo Xiaoyu and Wen Yushan were chatting when someone from the curator's office came to the door and said that the curator was back and was looking for him.

    "Godfather, I'll go over there first, and I'll talk to you in the evening."

    "Okay, you go to work, remember what I said, just come to me when you have time, I'm fine."  Wen Yushan waved his hand and said.

    Lang Jianbai is now devoting almost all of his energy to the reconstruction and expansion project of the museum, so when Mo Xiaoyu saw him, he was wiping the mud off his feet.

    "Teacher, why are you so old, why are you still worrying about it? If you are so worried after bidding, people will have opinions," Mo Xiaoyu said.

    "I'm idle, I'm just going to see, when will I come back? I don't even say hello."  Lang Jianbai happily pointed to the chair, motioning for Mo Xiaoyu to sit down.

    "Just two days after I came back, I went to Japan and met Sir Alex."  Mo Xiaoyu said.

    Upon hearing the news, Lang Jianbai stopped moving his hands, stood up and closed the door, then sat across from Mo Xiaoyu, and asked in a low voice, "How is he? Can't he come back?"

    "I guess I can't come back, cancer, advanced stage, there is not much time, besides, Ishida Yangping will not let him come back, I have offended Ishida Yangping this time, this old guy will not give up, certainly not  I will finish the calculation with me, and what I am worried about is whether he will involve Sir Alex."  Mo Xiaoyu said.

    "What happened?" Lang Jianbai was stunned and asked.

    Mo Xiaoyu briefly described his situation in Japan, and Lang Jianbai was dumbfounded. He didn't expect Ishida Yangping to go to Japan with all his efforts to kidnap him and Sir Sir, so that he could draw a walking map.

    "This Ishida Yanghei is really ambitious, but in this matter, I admire the Sir the most. Although he has to give some ideas for Ishida Yanghei, his opinion on the fake painting is right. If you paint  Now, the next thing is to fight with the mainland, the most likely thing is the dispute between truth and falsehood, and then you will become a national sinner.¡±  Lang Jianbai said happily.

    "But Hinata Ishida hates me to death. I guess revenge will come soon. Little Japan is not so easy to mess with."  Mo Xiaoyu sighed.

    "Well, you have to be careful. By the way, I told your senior sister about your future development. You have nothing to do and study in school. Although they can't teach you anything, they can't stay away from class for a long time. That's not okay.  , By the way, do you still have your things in the basement? If so, please clean them up. Some cultural relics will be stored in the basement, and my studio will be freed up for other cultural relics.¡±  Lang Jianbai said.

    "Okay, I'll go down and tidy up later, by the way, teacher, I can take the set of wine utensils you promised me."  This is the first time that Mo Xiaoyu asked Lang Jianbai for something, and it was not from a museum. Lang Jianbai had promised to give it to him long ago. Since he wanted to take his own things away this time, he couldn't be more polite.

    "Take it away, it's my personal thing, since I promised you, I won't regret it."  Lang Jianbai said.

    Seeing that Lang Jianbai agreed so happily, Mo Xiaoyu was finally relieved. He had been hesitating whether to tell Lang Jianbai about the Sir Sir's lease of the island overseas, but in the end he still didn't say it, it was Sophie who said  That's right, that was his last retreat, and he must not let too many people know about it, otherwise the significance of this place would be meaningless.

    Mo Xiaoyu went to the basement and found a box. First, he carefully wrapped the set of wine vessels with newspapers, then put them in the box, and brought them to Lang Jianbai's office for him to have a look.

    "Okay, I've told you everything, can I go back on my word???Take it away." After looking at it a few times, he waved his hand and said generously.

    On the way back, Mo Xiaoyu kept thinking that Lang Jianbai's ability to imitate so profoundly must be more or less related to this set of wine vessels, but why didn't he go further?

    Are there any secrets in it that I haven't discovered?

    Mo Xiaoyu didn't go anywhere else with this set of wine vessels, and went directly back to the house he bought in the old municipal committee's family courtyard. After more than half a year of renovation, he was finally ready to move in.  The bed hadn't arrived yet.

    "Hello, Boss Mu? I'm from Tangzhou. I booked the big bed. When you have time, you can come and install it for me. Yes, I've been in Tangzhou during this time."  Mo Xiaoyu said.

    At Mu Maocai's place, Mo Xiaoyu not only ordered the big bed, but also the things customized by Du Manxue were not shipped and installed. Taking advantage of the fact that he happened to be in Tangzhou, he solved this matter, and he was lucky.  Living at home by myself, the next step is how to arrange things for my parents.

    I am so rich, it is definitely not suitable for my parents to live in an earthen house in the country, but how to make my family accept that I am a villain and rich is also a problem.

    "I saw my car, how is it, when can I live?" Ji Kexin got off work, went back to Du Manxue's house, saw her car parked behind the house, and guessed that Mo Xiaoyu was here.

    "There is still one bed short, if you are willing to sleep on the ground, we can come to live at night."  Mo Xiaoyu smiled.

    "I'm not coming, you want to freeze me to death?" Ji Kexin said angrily.

    "It's fine if you don't come, I'll ask Sister Du if she will come."  Mo Xiaoyu said provocatively.

    "It's fine, as long as she is willing to come, I'll save sharing a bed with her."  Mo Xiaoyu said.

    Ji Kexin rolled her eyes at Mo Xiaoyu, looked at his hands, and asked, "What's in this box? Is it delicious?"

    "What is delicious is just a few cultural relics," Mo Xiaoyu said.

    "Antiques, hey, why is the word museum printed on this box, and it was taken from Lang Jianbai?" Ji Kexin asked with a cold face.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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