Reborn as an educated youth, my love brain awakens

Ji Qinglan handed the Tong family house over to Sun Deping and no longer cared about it. She was about to open an antique shop in Panjiayuan.

Yang Jing found an empty shop in Panjiayuan, and the master and apprentice were busy. Old man Sun was very experienced and managed everything in order from decoration to layout.

The store opened for business at the end of November.

It was named Boya Xuan.

Except for a gilded bronze plate and a white jade paperweight, the rest of the items in the shop were imitations that Old Man Sun collected from various places.

It looks quite decent.

Coincidentally, Boyaxuan is right next to Uncle Jin's stationery store, so the two families can visit each other when they have nothing to do.

Ji Qinglan went to see it once and found that the business was surprisingly good. In addition to high-quality imitations, they also purchased a batch of exquisite handicrafts from Liulichang at low prices. Many people were willing to buy them as decorations.

Seeing Ji Qinglan coming, Old Man Sun hurriedly handed the account book to Ji Qinglan for inspection.

"Boss, these ornaments I bought from Liulichang are selling very well, and we made a lot of money."

Ji Qinglan saw that there was indeed a profit and couldn't help but feel happy. Her three-year investment was finally going to pay off financially.

Old man Sun has a high standard and only chooses items with excellent workmanship. Moreover, the high-quality imitations of old items he chooses look so real that it makes one look very impressive when he buys them and displays them at home.

Ji Qinglan closed the account book and said to Old Man Sun and Yang Jing, "Uncle Sun, Comrade Yang, you have done a great job. From now on, this store will be handed over to you. If you come across good things, just take them."

"Okay, we'll keep an eye on it."

Old man Sun nodded repeatedly. Now he was the shopkeeper again, fulfilling his dream of many years.

Not only can they have full control over the business, but Ji Qinglan has also given them a raise. Old man Sun now makes 430 yuan and Yang Jing makes 320 yuan, which are higher than the salaries in large state-owned factories.

How could Old Man Sun not agree to Ji Qinglan’s request?

After leaving the shop, Ji Qinglan rode her bike back to school. She had a class at three o'clock in the afternoon, so she took advantage of the lunch break to go out.

When I entered the classroom, Professor Gu had not arrived yet. A few people gathered around Jin Wenzhe and were talking about something, all of them looking very happy.

When Jin Wenzhe saw her come in, he waved to her. After Ji Qinglan sat down, Jin Wenzhe told Ji Qinglan a great piece of good news.

"Today the professor received an invitation from the Palace Museum to appraise a batch of precious cultural relics, and he plans to take us there."

Ji Qinglan raised his eyebrows and asked, "Really? What is it? When are we going?"

"I heard it was a batch of bronzes and blue-and-white porcelains," Jin Wenzhe said, and then he leaned over to Ji Qinglan and whispered, "I heard there was also a painting of Li Duanduan by Tang Bohu."

Ji Qinglan: "Really?"

Why does it sound like the batch that was sent out a few days ago? Now Professor Gu wants to take them to broaden their horizons.

"Professor Gu said so. It's a pity that Professor Gu is not good at identifying ancient paintings, otherwise we could appreciate them up close."

Jin Wenzhe highly praised Tang Bohu's paintings. Every surviving painting of Tang Bohu is a treasure of the time and is hard to come by.

Ji Qinglan smiled without saying anything. She was once lucky enough to own this rare painting, and she could even hold it in her hands and observe it up close.

Soon, Professor Gu entered the classroom with a stack of study materials and began to lecture. It was not until the end of the class that he mentioned that he was invited to go to the museum to identify cultural relics the next day, and he would bring all the eight students he was currently teaching to study there.

Ji Qinglan was naturally overjoyed. She had been to the Palace Museum before, but she had bought a ticket to visit. This was her first time entering as a student.

The next day, Professor Gu brought his students to the museum. They did not enter through the main entrance, but entered through the staff passage at the back.

A staff member was already waiting and led the group to the Tibetan museum.

"Old Gu, you are here too. I heard that there are some good bronze artifacts this time. How about we cross-identify them then?" An old man of the same age as Professor Gu said with a smile.

Professor Gu nodded in agreement and introduced Ji Qinglan and the others.

"This is Professor Lin from National Tsing Hua University."

"Haha, Lao Gu, these are the students you teach. They are all good talents."

Professor Lin looked at Ji Qinglan and the others, laughed, and was very enthusiastic.

Professor Gu also praised the four people behind Professor Lin. The two people, whose combined ages were a hundred years old, were praising each other.

At this time, several more people came in, led by a man in a Zhongshan suit who was the director of the museum.

The curator shook hands with Professor Gu and Professor Lin, and personally led the group to a room where a number of items had already been placed.

Paintings, bronze ornaments, porcelain, everything is available.

Ji Qinglan looked around. She was very familiar with these things. Except for the box of gold ingots that were so dazzling that they could blind people, these were all handed in by her.

Ji Qinglan was not surprised. These things were of high value, and it was expected that they would be collected by the museum.

Professor Gu and Professor Lin are both professionals, and they work together to focus on their respective areas of expertise.

During the appraisal, the two did not forget to explain in a low voice to the students behind them, as if they regarded this appraisal as a teaching opportunity.

Everyone cherished this hard-earned opportunity and listened attentively. Apart from the two professors' whispered explanations, there was no other noise in the conference hall. Even the breathing and footsteps were slowed down.

Ji Qinglan took out a small notebook and took notes as he listened. These were all for his paper when he returned.

Professor Gu is such a teacher. Please share your thoughts after watching the movie.

Following Professor Gu, Jin Wenzhe finally saw the picture of Li Duanduan that he had been dreaming of. Not only him, but other people in the department were also very excited about it.

The same was true for Ji Qinglan. She took it out and read it carefully that night, but her mood that night was different from now.

Wealth and honor do not return to their hometown, just like walking in brocade at night.

The appreciation that night was like walking at night in fine clothes, unable to share the beauty with others, feeling secretive. Now I can appreciate it openly, but unfortunately some of it already belongs to her.

These things came out of the dark secret room, passed by her, and finally took root here.

Everyone was very satisfied with the trip to the Boyan Museum. Afterwards, Professor Gu asked them to submit a paper of no less than 10,000 words.

Suddenly, more than half of the happy smiling faces in the team turned into bitter melons.

After the last class in the afternoon, Ji Qinglan was about to ride her bike back home when Jin Wenzhe quickly called her.

Ji Qinglan thought that Jin Wenzhe was concerned about the assignment assigned by Professor Gu. She knew that Jin Wenzhe was not a person who was very willing to edit texts.

Every time it was his turn to hand in homework, he looked anxious and worried.

Jin Wenzhe touched his nose and met Ji Qinglan's gaze with a hint of discomfort.

Jin Wenzhe stopped Ji Qinglan, hesitating.

"Student Jin, I'm leaving now as long as you're okay. I have to go back and pick up my child." Ji Qinglan pushed the car. He had promised Ji Xincheng that he would pick him up today, but now it was almost too late.

"I have something to do, wait a moment." Jin Wenzhe said hurriedly.

He finally took something out of his pocket and handed it to Ji Qinglan.