Chapter 760 Miracle
"It doesn't matter whether I raise my salary or not, whether I divide the house or not, whether I call you sir or not, I have nothing in mind. I have no regrets if I have a confidant in my life. A scholar will die for his confidant. Well. What a pity, I keep you out of the five clothes in silence, let you vaguely feel it, but it is inconvenient to say, let you vaguely realize it, but it is difficult to express it in words..."
This New Year's Eve , the intellectual class is actually not living a happy life.
For example, Lan Lan’s father, Professor Lan, couldn’t stop complaining at home.
For no other reason than because knowledge is becoming less and less valuable, it has become a very obvious phenomenon in society, and it is also a widely circulated topic.
At the beginning of this year, a newspaper published a piece of news that made intellectuals extremely sad.
There was a village party secretary in the suburbs of Beijing. He actually said to a teacher who had been working for 20 years, "You are an intellectual and your monthly salary is 58 yuan, but your mother-in-law has an elementary school education and became a professional chicken farmer in half a year. Earning 3,800 yuan, what you do as a teacher is not interesting!”
This news not only triggered a big discussion by tens of thousands of people, but also started to spread a saying in society - "Scalpel" "It's better than a butcher's knife, and a missile maker is not as good as a tea egg seller."
Even the situation in big cities is not optimistic. According to statistics, the average salary of employees nationwide this year was 1,239 yuan.
The department of science, technology, culture and health, which has the most intellectuals, only has 1,182 yuan, which is 374 yuan lower than the highest department.
Especially after the country has loosened income restrictions on state-owned enterprises and the service industry several times, the wage growth of intellectuals has been significantly lower than that of other classes.
So now, in the eyes of some young people, getting admitted to a hotel waiter position is far more glorious than getting admitted to university.
If nothing else, people in Beijing are now proud that their children are employees of Tan Gong Restaurant or Maxim Restaurant.
Because the income of employees in these two places is higher than that of real foreign-related hotels such as Jingcheng Hotel, Great Wall Hotel, and Jianguo Hotel.
Almost several times the income of graduates.
This actual gap in income has made this phenomenon a consensus, making intellectuals worried and unable to sleep or eat well.
Besides, who is Professor Lan?
Not only is he an expert in ancient architecture, but he also knows which rock Ning Weimin jumped out of.
He opposed it from the beginning. Ning Weimin occupied the ancient buildings in the Temple of Heaven Park for commercial purposes.
So when we talked about Tan Gong Restaurant, we became even more unhappy, thinking that Ning Weimin was a shameless person, a villain who sold national culture at a low price and was only interested in profit.
However, his children had very different opinions from him.
For example, Lan Lan was so disgusted with his father's extreme views that he ate his lunch and hid in his room.
Her brother Lan Zheng also followed in and tried to comfort his sister.
"What's wrong? Are your dad's words so offensive to you?"
But Lan Lan was really angry and didn't dare to argue with his father. A different view came to his brother.
Lan Zheng immediately felt overwhelmed and quickly changed the topic.
"Okay, okay, I can't say anything about you. Who makes you the most talented girl in your department. But I still have a question to ask you. Are you hiding in because you are simply dissatisfied with your father's remarks? , or is it because dad can’t stand the guy named Ning?”
“Why are you here again? Are you bored? Ning Weimin and I have lost contact for a long time, but I can’t agree without conscience. Is it dad’s prejudice? Isn’t it true that they have restored the ancient buildings? Isn’t it true that they have made the Tan Palace Restaurant more impressive? Isn’t it true that they have made foreign exchange to support national construction? Why is it a crime to solve the problem? What is the difference between Dad's behavior and those old-fashioned bureaucracies? "
"Hey, you are going too far. You can't do this in a university. It's all in vain. Come on, it's because I'm so troublesome, I shouldn't mention him again. However, I still have to say something old, don't delay yourself, girls are not as good as boys. I can't wait..."
"Screw you, you don't have to worry about my affairs. There are several people chasing me inside and outside the school. I am so worried about who to choose, but you will be stupid. Wait, how many years have you been unrequitedly in love with Sister Yueyue? It’s not enough for me to worry about you..."
"Hey, you little thing, you actually pretended to be a relationship expert and taught your brother a lesson? You still show off your relationship experience to me. Am I stupid? Is this unrequited love? My deep love is called love. , love carefully, so you don’t want to act rashly..."
"Ugh..." Lan Lan deliberately exaggerated, making a vomiting look, which made Lan Zheng so angry that he wanted to pull her pigtails.
However, Lan Lan's next words lit up Lan Zheng's heart like a beacon.
"Brother, don't blame me for not reminding you. It's not a problem if you keep delaying like this. I think as a man, you should take the initiative. Just like now, you should go to Yueyue as soon as possible. Take a look at my sister’s house. Don’t forget, sister Yueyue’s father retired in November last year. Isn’t there a saying that the tea gets cold when people leave. Now is definitely the time when sister Yueyue needs care and warmth the most... ”
“You, you, you...”
Lan Zheng pointed at Lan Lan, his eyes widened, then he clapped his hands and raised his thumb.
“That’s great for you!”
Following that, he disappeared from Lan Lan’s house like a small whirlwind.
Looking at Lan Zheng's back, Lan Lan shook her head like a grown-up.
Then he curled up on the bed and held up his cheeks with both hands.
Looking at the big snowflakes outside the window, I thought of my own thoughts again.
Who should I choose?
Zhou Xiao, who is in the same school, has his arrogance and looks like him, but he has an impulsive personality and childish thoughts.
Zhang Wenzhong from a foreign school has average appearance, but he is easy-going and knows everything like him. And my brother, who is a good friend, is as open and caring about me as he was before...
Gee, why isn't there anyone exactly like him? Even if it's 80% similar, that's fine.
This is really distressing...
No matter how contradictory the opinions of the two generations of Professor Lan's father and daughter are, there is one thing that they cannot deny.
That is the intellectuals of this era. Their work cannot be measured only by their meager wages.
This also includes ideals, beliefs and moral values.
Especially the image of middle-aged intellectuals as ascetics who "stay up all night", "forget food and sleep" and "get sick from overwork" is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people and is also consistent with the facts.
Just like Ye Hemin, an expert on the history of ceramics who is doing research in Baofeng County, PDS City.
On this day, he was sitting on the kang of a side house of a villager in Qingliangsi Village, enduring the cold air alone.
Holding only a bowl of hot water, chewing two boiled potatoes, and reading documents with a kerosene lamp, I spent the New Year in such a miserable way.
With such a cold look, even the fellow villagers who were staying at his home could not stand it.
The host specially brought a large plate of braised pork that had just come out of the pot, and a bottle of Sanda white wine.
"Expert Ye, come on, it's Chinese New Year, so don't chew on those yam eggs. Come and chat while it's hot, this is the pig we just killed this morning."
"Oh, thank you, thank you, fellow, I have caused trouble to you."
"What are you talking about? What's the trouble? You don't live in my house for nothing, you give me money. But I don’t understand. Everyone who came with Xie has left, so why can’t Xie stay alone? , I also have a wife, children, brothers and sisters. But if I go back, I have to come back in a few days. Not only is it a hassle to go back, but I also have to buy two train tickets. Our money is tight, so we have to spend it wisely. Go on. I can’t stop others from going back to celebrate the New Year, but I can always save a little..."
"Ah? You are such a first-year expert, and you still teach college students in the university. This is too hard on yourself. If you say this, I am embarrassed to collect the rent..."
"Fellow, I misunderstood , I misunderstood. You don’t even have electricity here. You can still give me two kerosene lamps filled with oil every day. I really don’t know how to thank you. The rent must be collected. Take it! Oh, you are a kind person, so you really don’t have to feel sorry for me. I save money. It’s something I do voluntarily. In fact, it’s not hard for me at all. As long as I can find what I’m looking for, it’s all worth it... "
Just as he was talking, there was a "bang" and a collapse sound from outside.
The dogs and the hostess in the yard started shouting one after another.
The snow was so heavy that the cellar dug by the owner couldn't bear the snow and collapsed.
Now the male host and Ye Hemin couldn't stay in the house any longer. They both picked up picks and hoes and rushed over to dig at the house.
No way, almost all the family’s New Year supplies are inside.
If you don’t dig it out quickly, it will be a problem to eat normally, let alone the New Year.
It can be said that things in this world are so wonderful. Perhaps it is because "sincerity is the reason for the success of gold and stone", perhaps it is because hard work pays off, Ye Hemin finally moved God.
Anyway, an unbelievable miracle just happened!
After digging for an hour, Ye Hemin actually saw a pen wash emerging from the big pit!
When he saw the things in the soil, he couldn't help but be surprised.
At first glance, this pen washer is yellow in color and of poor quality.
Those who know the art know that this is the result of being buried in the soil for too long and being stained by the earth's color.
Nothing else, he hurried back to his house and took out the piece of azure glazed porcelain he had found near Qingliang Temple a few years ago.
This comparison is remarkable, and the answer is immediately clear.
The glaze color of this brush wash was originally azure glaze, which is exactly the same as the one handed down from Ru Kiln!
I have traveled all over the world to find it, but it takes no effort to get it!
Overjoyed, Ye Hemin also suddenly became enlightened!
He couldn't help dancing, shouting and laughing.
"It should be found, it should be found!"
This immediately confused the owner and his family, and the dog kept barking.
If nothing else, the facts are just as Ye Hemin suspected, the area near Qingliang Temple is probably the real location of the Ru Kiln ruins.
If a piece of porcelain is an accident, it is unlikely that a relatively complete whole vessel is an accident.
Baofeng County is located south of Ruzhou City and belonged to the territory of Ruzhou during the Northern Song Dynasty.
It turns out that Ru Kiln is really not in the capital of Ruzhou!
It’s like the National University of Science and Technology is not in the capital!
This may be the answer to this historical mystery!
Looking up at the sky, Ye Hemin hugged the pen in his arms excitedly, with tears in his eyes.
At this moment, there was no chill in his body.
The hardships I endured in Qingliang Temple these three months were worth it...
(End of Chapter)