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Chapter 161: Renovation of the Museum

After waiting for about an hour, Tang Yunong walked in leisurely from the main entrance of the villa.

"Liao Fan, what's wrong? Why are you calling me so urgently?"

Seeing Tang Yunong coming back, Liao Fan thought for a moment and decided not to take her directly to the secret room. He just went in and symbolically moved one of the boxes of bamboo slips onto the desk in the study and said, "Yunnong, do you know any experts in the inland area who are studying ancient documents or non-literary Chinese?

I have a batch of bamboo slips that may be from the Qin Dynasty or the Warring States Period, and I need help re-arranging and binding them."

Tang Yunong, who was originally looking at the contents of the box with some curiosity, almost dropped the box to the ground after hearing Liao Fan's words.

"What the hell! Bamboo slips from the Warring States Period! Are you kidding me?"

After saying that, she looked into the box again with great uncertainty, but this time she didn't dare to reach in and rummage around like she did before. She just dared to stick her head inside.

Seeing this scene, Liao Fan felt a little speechless.

"Ahem, well, these bamboo slips have been repaired. They're not as fragile as you think. Just be careful. They won't break if you touch them."

Although Liao Fan said this, Tang Yunong didn't dare to really reach out as he said. After hesitating for a moment, he said uncertainly: "Well, I actually know an old expert.

But there's a problem. He and I aren't particularly familiar with each other. We only met once before at a dinner hosted by a leader. I was carrying the blue and white porcelain tea set I bought from you, and that old expert saw it, so that's how we met."

After saying that, Tang Yunong hesitated for a moment and continued, "If you're really anxious, I'll send him a message and ask what his attitude is, but don't hold your hopes too high."

After saying that, Tang Yunong took out his cell phone to send a message.

Seeing this, Liao Fan quickly stopped him and then quickly sent the document package for Tang Zhenguo to Tang Yunong.

"Yunnong, send him this document package. I think the old expert will be interested once he sees it. By the way, what's the name of that old expert?"

"Oh, okay. The old expert's surname is Qian, Qian Zeyang. I heard he was employed by the museum when he was young, but now he's too old to work anymore, so he retired."

Too old? Hearing Tang Yunong say this, Liao Fan felt that something was wrong: "How old is he?"

"Um... To be honest, I don't really know the details. You can check it out online. This old man is quite famous." After saying that, Tang Yunong took the lead and picked up her mobile phone to start searching online.

But when Baidu gave them the information about the old man, they were both speechless.

Qian Zeyang, a male from Shandong, born in 1931, is a renowned Chinese historian who has overseen numerous translations and re-editings of ancient texts.

1931... Damn, that must be 93 years old?

Thinking of this, Liao Fan immediately felt that this matter was not very reliable.

At such an old age, let’s not talk about whether he can come to Hong Kong. Even if he comes, how much energy can he have to translate and compile the bamboo slips?

But before Liao Fan could express his worries, Tang Yunong received a message reminder on her phone.

After opening it, Qian Zeyang said, "Xiao Tang, where did you see this? Is it real? Don't lie to me, an old man."

Seeing that the other party had replied to the message and had obviously seen the photos in the file package, it was obviously not appropriate to fool him at this time. Liao Fan had no choice but to take Tang Yunong's mobile phone and make a voice call.

Within two seconds, the call was connected. Without waiting for the other party to speak, Liao Fan took the initiative to say, "Mr. Qian, my name is Liao Fan, and I am Tang Yunong's friend. The file I just sent you is in my hand.

You can rest assured that this is a genuine old item. I recently asked Mr. Huang Bingzhong from Hong Kong to do the restoration, and these photos were taken during the restoration process.

After he finished speaking, the line fell silent. After about three minutes, a slow, trembling voice came through: "Young friend Liao, right? Can I ask where the original bamboo slips are?"

Listening to the voice coming from the receiver, Liao Fan felt a little sour in his heart for no reason.

Although they had never met, Liao Fan could sense Qian Zeyang's slightly worried and expectant mood just by his voice.

This time, Liao Fan didn't keep the secret any longer and said directly, "Don't worry, old man. The items are in China, not in those foreign museums. However, they are temporarily in Hong Kong. Please forgive me for not being able to bring them back to the mainland."

After saying this, Liao Fan had already prepared himself mentally for failure. The reason was simple: the old man was too old, and it was obviously unrealistic to ask him to travel thousands of miles to Hong Kong. But Liao Fan was definitely unwilling to bring the things back to the inland.

Because, Liao Fan said this, actually more to reassure the old man.

Sure enough, after listening to Liao Fan's words, Qian Zeyang was silent for a few seconds again. Then he sighed deeply and said, "Young man, I understand your concerns, but I have a request. As long as you agree, I will use all my connections to help you complete this task as soon as possible."

This time, Liao Fan didn't even wait for the other person to finish his words. He answered directly, "Mr. Qian, I know what you're going to say. Don't worry. I recently acquired a small private museum in Hong Kong. I will display the "Book of Music" in the museum and will not sell it. Even if I really need funds, I will only sell it to our own people."

After hearing Liao Fan's words, there was another sigh from the other end of the phone, but unlike the previous sigh, this time it was a sigh of relief.

After chatting with Qian Zeyang for a few more words, Liao Fan hung up the phone with an expression of disbelief.

He turned around and looked at Tang Yunong, who was also in shock, and asked uncertainly, "Did you also hear that Mr. Qian said he was coming to Hong Kong?"

It turned out that just before hanging up the phone, Qian Zeyang actually said that he would personally lead the team to Hong Kong in a while, and at that time Liao Fan would not need to worry about the other staff members, not even about their food, accommodation, travel, etc. However, Qian Zeyang himself was not convenient to stay in the hotel due to health reasons, and wanted to ask Liao Fan if there was any restricted house here.

Liao Fan originally thought that Qian Zeyang would just send one of his disciples to take charge of the work, but he didn't expect that he would actually lead the team himself.

This is the first time that he has personally led a team since he translated a large number of oracle bone inscriptions and pictographic scripts more than 20 years ago.

There was no other way, so Liao Fan simply decided to let Qian Zeyang and his fitness trainer live in his house.

Later, when Liao Fan and Tang Guoqiang talked about this matter, Tang Guoqiang went straight to Liao Fan, and from the looks of it, it seemed that he was planning to stay here for a long time.

Now, the newly bought house has become a nursing home before I even live in it.

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In the blink of an eye, more than half a month has passed, and the weather has begun to gradually turn cooler.

Not long ago, Qian Zeyang, along with his eldest disciple, his second disciple, and a dozen accompanying staff, came to Hong Kong in a large group.

After picking him up, we didn't even have time to go to the restaurant to welcome him. The old man drove us directly back to Liao Fan's seaside villa.

Originally, Liao Fan planned to place the bamboo slips in a museum.

But Liao Fan took the time to visit the museum before, and he could only say that it was a bit deformed.

The entire museum was converted from a small four-story office building.

It looks ordinary on the outside, but it’s a different world inside.

The first floor is the reception floor. In addition to the lobby and security booth, some meeting rooms, canteens and rest rooms are all on the first floor.

The second floor displays some small exhibits, because the entire second floor exhibition hall is basically a series of small tables. Judging from the size of the bowl of noodles, the largest one can probably only fit a pot.

This exhibition hall also has the most remaining exhibits in the entire museum. Although there are no particularly precious exhibits at first glance, the overall number is still quite large.

Going up further is the third floor, where large items are exhibited, including European sculptures, bronze statues, and large bronze artifacts from ancient China. Liao Fan even saw a few chime bells in the corner, but they were all incomplete and the number was incomplete.

The last floor is mainly devoted to calligraphy and painting. The entire exhibition hall is made up of rows of half-person-high exhibition stands, filled with paintings spread out flat on the inside. On the walls are a few unfamiliar European oil paintings, which are unlikely to be from the hands of any master.

This exhibition hall has the fewest exhibits among the three floors, and many booths are empty. Liao Fan asked the original owner about this at the time, and the answer he got was that many of the exhibits here were secretly taken away and sold at a low price by the original owner's prodigal son.