"Is there no problem now, Director Chen?"
Jiang Qi stood up, nodded slightly to Director Chen, with a smile on his lips.
"No... no problem."
Director Chen nodded blankly, but couldn't help but ask: "Classmate Jiang Qi, Mr. Jiang Hong from Hongyi Company, are you your father?"
Jiang Qi did not answer, but just said: "If there is nothing else, then..."
Director Chen woke up from a dream and said, "Let's take our leave now. I believe the Hongyi Museum will take care of the next thing."
"I won't send it."
Jiang Qi and Director Chen left and closed the office door.
Turning around, he looked at Li Tong who had a look of surprise on his face.
"Originally, I contacted the director of the Kyoto Museum for you. As a final compromise, it seems that it was unnecessary."
Li Tong rubbed his eyebrows and sighed: "My child, I'm sorry, I'm not a qualified teacher on this matter. I should have asked for your opinion first."
Hearing this, Jiang Qi sat in front of the teacher and said softly: "Someone put pressure on you?"
Li Tong nodded helplessly.
Jiang Qi didn't say anything else. Academician is a noble status, but he is still within the system.
It is true that Li Tong is the best existing scholar of history in the country, but no matter how noble a Hanlin bachelor is, he is still within the officialdom.
Obviously, someone was putting pressure on Li Tong again, so Jiang Qi was called directly in this situation.
"Teacher, this is not your fault. Besides, it is indeed not a good thing to hold a national treasure privately."
Jiang Qi comforted softly.
"The loopholes are still too big."
Li Tong sighed like this, and Jiang Qi knew that he was talking about the process of recycling cultural relics.
But Jiang Qi is not interested in these things and has no control over them.
What's more, the process is a process. No matter how flawed it is, the risk of a national treasure-level cultural relic in private hands is indeed very high.
After all, it is much easier to buy things from private individuals than from the state.
"Teacher, I have a question."
Jiang Qi changed the topic.
Li Tong asked: "What's the problem?"
Jiang Qi thought for a while and said, "Can I take a few days off?"
"Oh? Reason."
When Li Tong saw Jiang Qi mentioning something that might affect his studies, he immediately became serious.
"It's a bit of a personal matter, it might take a week."
Jiang Qi didn't say specifically what it was about. He couldn't say that he was going to be a foodie traveling around Kyushu, right?
"Okay, but you have to make sure you don't fall behind on your homework."
Li Tong did not ask what the specific matter was. In his opinion, Jiang Qi's self-control was sufficient and he did not lose the energy of high school because he went to college.
He saw clearly that he was just Jiang Qi's teacher, a teacher, teaching and solving problems, rather than interfering too much in the students' own lives.
Everyone has their own choice.
After successfully getting the leave note from the teacher, Jiang Qi turned around and went to the instructor's office.
Faced with the leave note from his immediate boss and his mentor, the instructor was naturally given the green light.
After settling the matter at the school, Jiang Qi left the school directly with the white jade penholder.
Taking out his mobile phone and looking at the food app recommendations, Jiang Qi locked in on a restaurant.
It is said that my ancestor was an imperial chef and started running the restaurant since he came out of the palace. It has been an old restaurant for nearly a hundred years and specializes in Sichuan cuisine.
It wasn't very far away, so Jiang Qi was going to scan for a shared bicycle, but the rich senior sister's iceberry pink supercar was too eye-catching, which made Jiang Qi feel a little ashamed.
It was already close to eight o'clock in the evening, which happened to be meal time. Jiang Qi didn't want to queue up, so he just strolled around and missed the peak period.
After deliberately slowing down and strolling for about an hour, Jiang Qi followed the navigation and arrived at this century-old store.
"Dingxiang Tower?"
At first glance, it looks like an antique decoration, but it is in a typical modern antique style. However, the sign is indeed full of fireworks and looks to have aged well.
Jiang Qi stepped in. Although he had missed the meal time, there were still many people dining. At a glance, there were not many empty seats.
Soon a waiter came to greet me.
"Hello sir, one?"
Jiang Qi nodded and said, "Is there a more remote location?"
"Yes, there is a double seat by the window on the second floor, but the table is a bit small and can accommodate up to six dishes."
The waiter pointed to the second floor and said, "But it should be enough for you alone."
"Okay." Jiang Qi nodded.
After arriving and sitting down on the second floor, Jiang Qi took the menu.
"Boiling cabbage, chickpea pudding, Tai'an fish, and... Dongpo pork elbow."
"Okay, do you have any other requests?"
The waiter couldn't help but take another look at Jiang Qi. There were four dishes. The first two were the pinnacle of Sichuan cuisine, and the other two were also very representative Sichuan dishes.
"Ask the chef to make it. Price and time are not issues, but you must strive for excellence."
Jiang Qi handed back the menu.
"Sir, if it takes more than eight hours to make boiled cabbage from scratch, can we use the stock that has been cooked in advance? There is also a chef's special version of this."
The waiter asked very professionally.
"Can."
"The designated chef will cost about 20 percent more."
"Um."
Jiang Qi nodded and said it was okay.
About twenty minutes later, the first dish that came out was boiled cabbage, then chickpeas, and then Tai'an fish.
"Sir, Dongpo elbow still needs some time."
"It doesn't matter."
Jiang Qi looked at the three dishes on the table and picked up the spoon first.
For dishes that are expensive or require extremely high cooking skills, stock is often indispensable.
It is also the basis for the success of a precious delicacy.
As the saying goes, seven percent of the taste depends on the broth, three percent of the color must be preserved, one salt, two sauces, and three colors, and success or failure depends on fire skills.
So, the first step is to drink the soup.
The first is boiled cabbage, a typical soup stock dish and one of the most famous dishes.
Its biggest selling point is the soup stock that is as clear as white water. It looks extremely bland, but there is something special inside.
As soon as you enter your mouth, you will feel the ultimate fresh and meaty aroma. It looks like boiled water, but the taste is so rich and thick that it is unparalleled.
"Buzz!"
The white jade penholder in Jiang Qi's arms suddenly vibrated.
This brought a smile to Jiang Qi's lips.
It seems that the situation is not the worst.
It is also possible to eat it on your behalf. Although there are countless delicacies in the world, it is at least much easier than giving it to Su Shi thousands of years ago to taste.
The only thing that needs to be consumed is time.
After tasting three dishes in a row, the white jade pen holder vibrated three times, the first two times being more obvious. But the response to Tai'an fish was mediocre.
Then Dongpo's elbow came up.
The big elbow with thick oily red sauce looks very appetizing, and Jiang Qi is also a typical carnivore.
The pork elbow was cooked well, as expected of the chef of a century-old restaurant. At least Jiang Qi was very happy eating it.
But the white jade pen holder did not respond this time. Obviously, this dish did not impress the "judges".
After the CD operation, Jiang Qi paid and left this century-old store. Looking at the bill in his hand, he sighed in his heart.
Sichuan food that is not spicy is indeed very expensive.
