Chapter 1065 Doctoral Thesis

"The wind in early spring is still a little cold, but the weather is much better than the piercing cold wind in February." The huā grass trees in the courtyard have also begun to spit out the new." A trace of green represents the arrival of spring... "Buzzing...Buzzing..."

Twenty-four carrier pigeons flew by in the sky, and the whistle on the soles of their feet made a buzzing sound, causing Fang Fangyuan, who was playing in the yard, to look up to the sky.

In spring, there are more people with pigeons. In Zhuang Rui's courtyard, the unique sound of pigeon whistles can be heard twice a day in the morning and evening. In today's cities surrounded by steel, it is a rare sight. After the 2008 Beijing Olympic Games, Beijing's housing prices have doubled. With the freshness of willows and green water, the strictness of gray bricks and tiles, the leisure of the birdcage chess game, and the Beijing-flavored quadrangle courtyard, because its number is increasingly scarce, its price has soared.

Especially the yard where Zhuang Rui lives, it is not a place for Hutong tour, but is designated as a heritage reserve and does not accept tourists to visit. Moreover, in a few alleys away from Zhuang Rui, there is an old general who does not want to live in Yuquan Mountain, who is even more heavily guarded, including the alley. Everyone else has benefited from it.

Zhuang Rui bought tens of millions of quadrangle courtyards in those years, and now the market value is already seven or eight. About B. Even so, there is still a price and no market. Now the people in Beijing who can afford quadrangle courtyards are all rich or noble except those deep-rooted old households.

"Ga...Ga..." A golden-haired head stretched out in the huge bird's nest on the old locust tree. His eyes were like swords, and he glanced at the sky, and his mouth made a few "quack" in dissatisfaction. Suddenly, the pigeons flying in the sky became flustered and could no longer keep what they had just The procession fled to the sky in all directions.

Xiao Jin stretched out his head disdainfully and took another look. "He made a few hums in his mouth that he didn't know what it meant." He withdrew his head. If it was put in Xiao Jin's time, he might still be interested in chasing him." But now Xiao Jin doesn't like these pigeons.

The little gold, who is completely an adult, is now standing more than one meter high on the ground, and his wings are nearly three meters long. If he spreads his wings in the yard, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as covering the sky and the sun, especially standing under the golden eagle. The wind brought by the wings flapping makes Zhuang

Because the manor in the suburbs of Beijing is too empty and the wind is strong in winter, Zhuang Rui moved back to the quadrangle courtyard. I don't know if it's because of him, the golden eagle and the white lion have also returned. Only King Kong is really not used to it. After staying in the manor, Zhuang Rui will go

"Dad, Dad" Xiao Jin was so bad that he scared the pigeons away..."

Seeing the pigeons flying in the sky, he no longer refused to pass over his home. His nearly three-year-old son complained to the little blonde under the tree. However, the guy didn't pay much attention to anyone except Zhuang Rui, and the little guy ran to Zhuang Rui to complain.

"Hehe, I'll ask Uncle Peng to raise some more pigeons later, okay?"

Zhuang Rui picked up his fleshy son and kissed him vigorously. Before Xiao Jin came, the quadrangle courtyard had raised pigeons, but as soon as Xiao Jin came, the pigeons that were released no longer refused to return to the nest. I don't know which one was cheaper to raise pigeons?

It has been more than half a year since Zhuang Rui's trip to the United States. "In addition to going to Pengcheng, Zhuang Rui has never left Beijing. What happened more than half a year ago has gradually faded in Zhuang Rui's heart.

However, at the end of the year, Mr. He, who was far away in Macao, donated a batch of precious cultural relics to Zhuang Rui's museum, which was brought by Si Tai himself. At the same time, he also asked Zhuang Rui to sign an equity transfer letter and transferred 10% of the shares of his newly established entertainment company to Zhuang Rui's name.

Zhuang Rui did not refuse. He knew that this was the way for Mr. He and Si Tai to apologize to themselves. You know, "Although he introduced Zhuang Rui to participate in the charity auction out of his good intentions", it made Zhuang Rui deeply in danger. Mr. He couldn't help but say something.

In the past six months, Zhuang Rui also deliberately inquired about the results of that incident in Ouyang Lei. According to Ouyang Lei, the relevant U.S. departments conducted an anti-terrorism exercise in Siberia with the Russian anti-terrorism armed forces a few months ago.

According to the intelligence of the relevant departments, the anti-terrorism exercise killed dozens of terrorists hiding in Siberia, but it did not seem to have captured Mr. David, so the Xuande furnace that Zhuang Rui had been concerned about was still unknown.

"Brother Zhuang, Professor Meng is here..."

Zhuang Rui hasn't gone out for more than half a year, and he has been much closer to his children. Just as Zhuang Rui was playing with his son in his arms, Hao Long's voice came from the doorman, and Zhuang Rui quickly greeted his son in his arms.

Today, Zhuang Rui made an appointment with Professor Meng and invited him to come home as a guest. The main reason is that Zhuang Rui has some ideas in his heart and needs to ask for the advice of the old teacher.

Welcome to the door, Zhuang Rui and Professor Meng said hello. "I found that the teacher's ghost granddaughter was also following her. She quickly smiled and said, "Oh, the swing is coming. How's your work?" The little girl has graduated from school and is now working as a doctor in a hospital in Beijing, but Zhuang Rui is almost I haven't seen her for two years, and the little girl is getting more and more beautiful, but the naughty look in her eyes is still the same as before.

"Hon Hello, Brother Zhuang, is this your son? Hurry up and call aunt..."

After Meng Qiuqian said hello to Zhuang Rui, his attention was attracted by the pink little guy in Zhuang Rui's arms. Meng Qiuqian, who had always been very small at home, suddenly rose up and reached out to pass the small square.

"Oh, I said, girl, you should call Uncle Zhuang, okay?"

Zhuang Rui was a little reluctant to hand over his son to Meng Qiuqian's arms. The girl herself is a big child. How can she take care of the child?

"No, Grandpa said, it's different, little guy, call aunt quickly," Meng Qiuqian gave Zhuang Rui a white look, and a small hand began to rub Fang Fang's face.

"Yes, swing, take Fang Fang to play in the yard. Come on, don't be afraid to see the white lion..."

Zhuang Rui smiled bitterly. Fortunately, his wife took her daughter out today. Otherwise, these two little guys were designated to be tossed by the girl and let the teacher sit down in the main room of the middle courtyard." He secretly told Zhang's mother a few words. He was worried about handing over his precious son to that Head care.

"In early spring willows, lotus leaves are fragrant, Xiaozhuang, let's sit in the yard"

Professor Meng is not the first time to come to Zhuang Rui's quadrangle courtyard. The environment here is very popular with the elderly, and they have to move the tea set on the table.

"Teacher, I'll do it..."

How could Zhuang Rui let Professor Meng do it? He quickly picked up the tea set and put it on the table in the yard and made tea. I don't know if it was influenced by Professor Meng and the ancient man. Zhuang Rui likes to drink tea more and more, and this craft is becoming more and more exquisite.

Professor Meng picked up the teacup and sniffed at the tip of his nose. After entering the mouth, he closed his eyes and thought for a while. After a long time, he said, "Good tea, Xiaozhuang, I guess you can catch up with my salary for a month's salary..." "Ha ha, teacher, I still have one Zhuang Rui smiled. Although the teacher's monthly salary subsidy is almost more than 20,000 yuan, he really can't buy this two pieces of tea.

You know, this tea is the real Wuyi Dahongpao, which is picked from the only three trees with fruit on the mountain. In ancient times, it was tribute tea. Even now, only people at the level of national leaders can drink it, and it can't be seen on the market at all.

When Zhuang Rui passed through the years, there were only three taels from his grandfather. After sending one or two to the ancient industry, he drank a little more, and he had more than one or two left.

"Ap, I'm going to take this tea with me..."

Professor Meng was not polite. After savoring the taste in his mouth, he looked at Zhuang Rui and said, "Xiao Zhuang, your doctor is also going to graduate this year. Do you have a direction for your thesis?" Professor Meng has taught businessmen for many years, but the most proud one is Zhuang Rui, a closed disciple, the excavation of Emperor Liu Xiu's It's all Zhuang Rui's credit. The only thing Professor Meng is dissatisfied with is that Zhuang Rui is involved in too much. His professional reputation is far less than his reputation in the antique industry and jade industry.

"Teacher, I'm just about to discuss this with you..." Zhuang Rui thought for a moment, and then said, "Teacher, do you think my paper is made of underwater archaeological materials" or write something else?"

Zhuang Rui is also having a headache during this period. Although he doesn't pay much attention to his doctoral diploma with his current position, Professor Meng has nothing to say to himself. If he can't pass his doctoral thesis, it's the teacher's face.

"Xiaozhuang, you are also an authority on this underwater archaeology in China, but the things in the water are limited after all, which can't be compared with the culture buried in the soil for thousands of years. My opinion is that you can organize an archaeological excavation alone. You can use this as a material as your doctoral thesis..."< /P>

Professor Meng's words are not to compliment his disciple. Since the founding of the People's Republic of China, the two most important underwater archaeological discoveries have been initiated and participated in by Zhuang Rui. What's more, the salvage of the first shipwrecked ship in the Song Dynasty was carried out by Zhuang Rui alone. If underwater archaeology Rui.

However, underwater archaeology is ultimately a small category in archaeology. Professor Meng wants to broaden Zhuang Rui's vision to explore the underground treasure with 5,000 years of brilliant civilization. PS