Chapter 587 Donate the Hunnu Golden Sword to the National Museum! [Ask for Monthly Tickets]

"This fried dough stick is quite delicious, husband, you try it."

On the highway, Zhou Ruotong sat in the co-pilot seat, tore off a piece of fried dough stick and fed it to Li Yu, then picked up a cup of soy milk, put a straw in it, and brought it to Li Yu's mouth.

"Don't just feed me, wife, you should eat something too, I won't eat the vegetable corners and sugar cakes, save the egg pancakes for me."

It takes two or three hours to get there by high-speed rail, but it takes twice as long to drive.

Zhou Ruotong ate breakfast and took a nap. When they arrived at the Handan service area, she took over the driving. Li Yu bought two grilled sausages and a bag of spicy strips at the service area and rolled them up with pancakes to eat.

Just as I was about to take a nap after dinner and switch back when I got to Shijiazhuang, my mother Zhang Ping sent me a video call request:

"Son, have you set off?"

"We've already reached Handan North. Your daughter-in-law is driving. I'm going to enjoy the pleasure of sitting in the passenger seat."

Zhou Ruotong greeted:

"Mom, have you eaten with my dad?"

"Yes, I had some spicy soup at the door. You can switch back when you've rested enough, don't let Tongtong drive for too long. She's so tired at work and finally wants to relax..."

With a mother like you, why worry about not having a good relationship with her mother-in-law... Li Yu muttered in his heart and changed the subject:

"Have you eaten the roast chicken I sent you? Don't keep it there, it will go bad."

"I ate it. Your dad said there's no such delicious roast chicken in the whole city. How come you suddenly become smart? You're good at everything you do and everything you cook is delicious. I can't believe you're the silly boy you used to be."

Li Yu: "..."

In front of Professor Zhou, can't you praise me a few words?

Just when she thought of this, Zhang Ping changed the subject:

"I guess, it must be Tongtong who brought you good luck. Since you found Tongtong, your life has improved. So you can't make Tongtong angry at any time, understand?"

"I know. Next time there is a selection of good mother-in-laws on WeChat, I will definitely sign you up."

Listening to the mother and son bickering, Zhou Ruotong's smile never stopped. Although she has more mothers-in-law than ordinary people, every mother-in-law is super good.

Zhang Ping also explained the precautions after arriving in Beijing, and also asked her to buy more gifts and not be stingy.

After a long talk, she hung up the phone.

Li Yu put the seat down and said helplessly:

"My mother is almost your real mother."

Zhou Ruotong helped him turn down the air conditioner with a smile on her face:

"My mother is always urging me to care about you and cherish you. I went to Guomao to buy you a bunch of new clothes two days ago. This time I come back, I think our trunk will be full."

Oh, am I here to stock up?

Li Yu pulled the coat from the back seat over and put it on his body to sleep. When they arrived at the Shijiazhuang service area, they rested for a while and filled up the car with gas. Li Yu also bought a not-so-authentic Hejian donkey meat fire to fill his stomach. Then they drove away and prepared to go to Beijing to eat delicious food.

The two took turns driving all the way to Beijing.

Before, Li Yu didn't think that Beijing-licensed cars were so good, but after entering Beijing, he found that Beijing-licensed cars did not need to apply for a Beijing entry permit and could be driven within the second ring road.

When the car stopped at Zhou Yongnian's door, it was already 12:40.

All the Zhou family members came out to greet them. The pomp and circumstance made Li Yu a little flattered. He took out the wine, various local products and roast chicken from the trunk and moved them all to the living room.

"Xiao Yu, don't be busy. Eat first. We started preparing early in the morning and invited two chefs from the State Guest House to cook at home. We were afraid of neglecting you."

When Zhao Peimin saw her son-in-law, she urged him to wash his hands and eat.

Gifts and such are not as important as a son-in-law.

When they arrived at the restaurant, the large dining table that could seat more than 20 people was already filled with dishes. Zhou Bingshan's son Zhou Ruoshan was setting the dishes and chopsticks. When he saw Li Yu, he smiled and greeted him:

"Brother-in-law is here, hurry up and eat, we are all hungry."

Zhou Bingshan glared at his son:

"If you can't speak, don't speak. Why don't you go get the wine? Bring your uncle's special Fenjiu and let everyone taste it today."

Zhou Bingliang: ??? ??? ??? ??? ???

No, you taught your son a lesson, but why did you bring me along in the end?

The family sat down in a lively atmosphere. Li Yu tasted all kinds of delicious dishes and drank a few glasses of fine wine collected by the four kind and benevolent brothers.

It's a pity that Li Fuyu didn't study white wine, let alone like it. It felt a bit like a cow chewing a peony.

Zhou Yongnian pointed to the casserole in the middle and said:

"Xiao Yu, try the crispy hairtail I made. It was taught to me by a state banquet master who cooks for leaders. I will teach you tomorrow. This will be our family heirloom from now on. It must not be lost."

Zhou Ruotong: "..."

Okay, okay, I am the guest, right?

I suddenly want to go to the capital of the Central Plains. My parents-in-law will definitely not treat me like this.

After eating and drinking, everyone left the restaurant and went to the teahouse next door to rest. Li Yu began to distribute gifts to everyone.

The four kind and generous brothers each had 50 kilograms of tiger bone medicinal wine, and the old man had a can of tiger blood medicinal wine.

Zhou Yongnian opened the jar and looked at it, and asked curiously:

"Deer blood wine?"

Li Yu shook his head:

"It's not deer blood... If you want to drink deer blood wine, I can prepare some later."

Well, although the pilgrim team is still a long way from the country of monks, the white deer has been listed on the death list by Li Yu.

Now that he has agreed to provide deer blood wine to the old man, the white deer will die even more.

Seeing that Li Yu didn't say what kind of blood it was, the old man wisely didn't ask anymore, but moved it to his room in person, and even put it in the safe, preparing to share it with the old lady, so that no one else could get involved.

After distributing the gifts, Li Yu took his backpack again, went to the study with the old man and the four kindhearted brothers, closed the door, and then said:

"There is something that is of little use to me. I want to donate it to the country, but I am afraid it will cause me trouble, so I will show it to a few elders first. If you can guarantee that my identity will not be dug out, then donate it. If it doesn’t work, I’ll take it back again.”

Zhou Bingren knew that his son-in-law drove here specially this time, and it was not as simple as delivering wine:

"Don't worry, Xiaoyu. No matter what happens, nothing will involve you. We will not interfere with what you and Tongtong do, but when you need to help, don't underestimate the energy of us."

Mr. Zhou nodded:

"Take it out, no matter what it is, let's take a look first."

Only then did Li Yu take out the Xiongnu golden sword.

The golden sword was very beautiful, and the gems inlaid on it were also very precious, but everyone present did not pay attention to these, but stared directly at the words on the sword:

"The Han thief Huo Qubing captured my king in Chang'an and forged this sword to clarify his ambition!"

Zhou Bingshan has been studying the history of the Han Dynasty. When he saw this line of text, he subconsciously asked:

"Did the Huns use the sword?"

Li Yu nodded:

"Yes, the Huns used the knife."

He didn't tell the origin of the knife, and no one from the Zhou family asked. Obviously, they had already gotten angry before and didn't want to embarrass their son-in-law.

Zhou Binghou put on his gloves, stroked the words on the blade and said:

"Sima Qian said in "Historical Records" that although the Huns had their own language, they did not have their own writing. They always used Chinese characters. Now it seems that this is indeed the case."

Xiongnu writing has always been a topic of endless debate in historical circles.

Sima Qian lived in an era when the Huns were tyrannical and knew the Huns very well. However, through cultural relics, modern people have discovered some text-like symbols invented by the Huns, but how to interpret them has never been known.

Now when I see the golden sword of the Huns, it is like a stone hammer. The Huns just don’t have their own writing, otherwise they would not use Chinese characters to record the national humiliation.

Zhou Yongnian said:

"I think the Huns had the germination of writing during the development process, but this process was interrupted by the Han Dynasty. They were busy fighting and running around, and lost the environment for the inheritance and development of writing, so they finally chose to use Chinese characters as their Official text."

Zhou Bingliang scratched his head:

"You want to say that the big man's achievements are greater than imagined?"

Zhou Yongnian picked up the tea cup and took a sip:

"The more I study the history of the Han and Tang Dynasties, the more I understand the concept of strength. Interrupting the evolution of a civilization or even exterminating a race requires great wisdom and courage. Fortunately, they did it."

The father and son took turns to read it, and finally Zhou Yongnian said:

"Put it in the National Museum. Only there can bear the historical depth of this knife."

Zhou Bingshan nodded quickly:

"Okay, but what about the identity of the donor?"

Such an important cultural relic is also very well maintained. No one would believe it if it was pulled out of some mountain nook. It would have to be given a provenance that no one can understand.

The old man said:

"Just say it was donated by overseas Chinese. The more mysterious the better."

Domestic information is exchanged, but it is different abroad. Even the most basic household registration information is not shared. Even if you want to check, it is extremely difficult. What's more, if someone has already donated something, and then you investigate the other party, do you want the other party to regret it?

Soon, kindness and benevolence supplemented the identity of the donor and the donation path. It just so happened that the Zhou family often received international express delivery, so it made sense to receive this knife.

Zhou Bingshan said to Li Yu:

"It's just that, as a result, we won't be able to pay you the donation fee."

Nowadays, cash is subject to supervision. No matter how many circles it goes around, as long as it ends up in Li Yu's account, it will easily attract attention.

Li Yu said:

"I'll find someone to open an overseas account for me, and I can just transfer it to that account later. If I may go abroad to buy things in the future, I won't have to touch the funds here."

From this point of view, it is equivalent to the state paying for the purchase of arms to support the construction of the world in the book. Li Fuyu suddenly changed and became a wealthy man.

After the discussion, the old man put away the knife himself and asked Zhou Bingshan to complete the procedures before donating it to the National Museum.

Zhou Bingliang said enviously:

"This knife can bring at least twenty top academic papers."

Zhou Yongnian doesn’t care much about this:

"Academic aspects are all trivial. The main reason is that this knife can enhance the national pride of us Han people. In recent years, the intention of some ethnic minorities to suppress the Han people has become more and more obvious. Hanfu is banned from large-scale evening parties, and their bloodline is emphasized at every turn. Just like pet cats and dogs, it’s time to kill this trend!”

Li Yu originally thought that the old man had been at peace with some social phenomena for so many years in the capital, but he didn't expect that he was quite bloody.

After leaving the room, Zhou Ruotong, who was chatting with his seventh aunt and eighth aunt, asked in a low voice:

"nailed it?"

Li Yu nodded:

"That's it. Let's go back to the National Expo and transfer the money overseas... Do you have an overseas account?"

Zhou Ruotong shook his head and then thought of Sister Fu:

"I'll ask Xiaoying to open an account now. Argentina's financial system has collapsed, and all the world's major banks are fighting over there. It's easy to open an account."

Li Yu said:

"When I played the game, I always chose Argentina as my country. I didn't expect that I would be an Argentine one day."

Zhou Ruotong took his mobile phone to the yard to make a call, while Li Yu swaggered to the upstairs guest room to sleep. When he sobered up, he would go shopping nearby and buy some snacks to try.

As soon as he lay down, Zhou Ruotong came in:

"Xiaoying has arranged someone to do it. When it is done, the account information will be sent over. How do you plan to spend this money?"

"No, keep it first. When Dao Ge can go out to open the time and space gate, use this money to purchase foreign materials."

Zhou Ruotong lowered her head and kissed Li Yu:

"You go to sleep, husband, I'll go see the clothes our mother bought for you."

"Okay!"

Li Yu took a nap, and when he woke up, he went around the neighborhood with Zhou Ruotong and tried some traditional snacks. Li Yu was not opposed to the snacks in Beijing and could accept most of them.

In the evening, Zhou Ruoshan drove a business car over, and the car was full of the young generation of the Zhou family.

Everyone came to Guijie and ate crayfish, which was said to be the best in Beijing.

The shrimps were really big and tasted very satisfying. After eating crayfish, a group of people went shopping in Sanlitun to experience the nightlife of young people in Beijing.

Zhou Bingliang's son Zhou Ruohai opened a coffee shop in Sanlitun, and the business was a bit bleak.

While making coffee, he muttered about the amount of money he lost this month, which made Li Yu grin... As expected, every rich family will have one or two prodigal sons.

For rich people, eating, drinking and having fun are not a waste of money, but if you focus on starting a business, you may really lose your family property.

Li Yu said:

"Even if you fill your place with people, it's at most the level of Starbucks. They distribute goods all over the world and the cost is very low. I suggest you change your business. Men open coffee shops and women open cake shops. Basically, there is no money."

Zhou Ruoshan chuckled:

"People like him who study art are always a little naive."

Li Yu became interested:

"What art?"

Zhou Ruotong tasted the mini cake in the coffee shop:

"Comic design, in the past, he could take some work to subsidize the coffee shop, but now that AI painting has come out, his business has suffered a heavy blow."

Comic design?

Li Yu thought about it and gave a suggestion:

"I think you can design some cartoon images of small animals, just like Long Live the Emperor, maybe it will become popular... I have a character here, you can try it."

Li Yu was free, so he asked Zhou Ruohai to design a set of cartoon images based on Dun Dun, and the requirement was to add the slogan of Meow Meow Religion.

As he spoke, he contacted Lin Xu and expressed his ideas.

Lin Xu replied:

"This will indeed help Dun Dun develop believers. Let him try it. If the cartoon image designed is suitable for Dun Dun, I will sign a copyright transfer agreement. If not, I will let Lele design it when he is bored."

Lele?

Is it the little mushroom head who often chats with Diao Chan?

Known as the chief priest of Meow Meow Religion, it is said that Dun Dun founded Meow Meow Religion based on her ideas and became the spiritual leader and ruler of Meow Star.

I wonder if I will have the opportunity to meet this girl this time...Li Yu had just finished talking about this matter, but he didn't expect to meet her when he was eating fried liver with Zhou Ruotong the next morning.

"Hello, hello, Sister Tongtong, Xiaochan said you guys are back in Beijing, I was wondering if I should go visit you."

Geng Lele has a signature mushroom head, she is not tall, and looks quirky. When Lin Xu opened the restaurant, this girl was one of the first customers, and she also launched activities such as empty plate punching. Even the logo of Linji Food was designed by her on weekends when she learned PS by herself.

Zhou Ruotong said:

"You didn't accompany your godfather and godmother to travel?"

"I'm not a light bulb. Grandpa said that this fried liver tastes better than before, so I came here to try it, but I didn't expect to meet you."

The three of them sat together and ordered two bowls of fried liver, four taels of meat buns, and three taels of vegetarian buns.

The four taels and three taels here are not the weight of the buns, but the weight of the bun skin. Generally, two taels of buns are enough for a meal. Li Yu was a little hungry today, so he ordered more.

While eating, Geng Lele took a group photo with his mobile phone and sent it to Diao Chan. Diao Chan also responded by sending a photo of her holding Dun Dun while fishing by the river.

Li Yu: "..."

It's probably hard to get nothing when taking Dun Dun fishing.

After eating fried liver, the three of them took the subway to where Li Yu went to school. Geng Lele also went to the cafeteria to buy a roujiamo, and then came to a conclusion:

"The more ordinary the university, the better the cafeteria."

Li Yu: ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

This is my alma mater after all, can you not be so contemptuous?

At noon, Li Yu was going to go back to learn how to make crispy hairtail from Mr. Zhou, but unfortunately the National Museum invited the old man to inspect cultural relics, and even the four kind and benevolent brothers followed him.

The Xiongnu Golden Knife was officially donated to the National Museum today, which caused a big earthquake in the circle. All the famous masters were invited, and it was said that several seminars would be held in succession.

There was no food at home, and Geng Lele's grandfather, the great calligrapher Geng Lishan, was making noodles with soybean paste. The couple went to the calligrapher's house to have a meal.

When they went there, Zhou Ruotong brought a roast chicken made by Ruan Xiaoqi from home. Geng Lishan took a bite and praised:

"It has Xiaoxu's technique, but it is slightly different. This chicken is good and delicious."

After lunch, Li Yu followed Zhou Ruotong and Geng Lele to the home of jade carving master Deng Lisong and met the legendary Aixinjuelu George. There was a small blackboard hanging in Master Deng's home with a line of words written on it:

"The 27th weight loss failure."

The position of 27 was polished and it was obvious that this number had been rewritten many times.

Geng Lele carried the piglet-like George on his shoulders and said:

"Master Deng, don't be busy. George is so good like this. Every time you take him out, people say it's a pity that you don't open a breeding farm..."

Li Yu stayed in Beijing for two days. Before leaving, he wanted to see the golden knife on display. As a result, when he set off, there was no report on the golden knife. Instead, after returning to the B&B, Yue Fei brought a surprise...

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