Mysterious recovery: I have two ways to become a god

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Wang Xiaoming didn't wait too long when he saw Huang Zhong coming in a hurry.

"Professor, I found it." Huang Zhong sat across from him and said, "This compass was donated by an overseas Chinese in the 1980s."

"Overseas Chinese?"

Huang Zhong nodded and said:

"Yes, this overseas Chinese was a well-known billionaire in Southeast Asia back then. He returned to China for development and donated this compass when he visited the museum."

"And in addition to this compass, he also donated dozens of precious cultural relics, which are currently collected in museums."

"That's just right. I'm very interested in the cultural relics donated by this person, and I asked Director Huang to take me to have a look," Wang Xiaoming said, "By the way, what is this person's name?"

"He Xianping!"

"Is it a woman?"

"Yes."

"Is there any news about her?"

"We don't have it here. Professor, if you want to know, you can go to the headquarters to check."

"Well, I understand. Let's go see what He Xianping left behind."

Because the cultural relics donated by He Xianping belong to every dynasty, they are relatively scattered. Without Huang Zhong to lead the way, it would be difficult for them to find the correct location.

"This Yuan Dynasty porcelain jar was donated by He Xianping." In the Yuan and Ming Dynasty exhibition area, Huang Zhong pointed to a white-glazed black flower jar and said.

Appraisal!

There is nothing unusual, just an ordinary cultural relic.

"Go to the next one."

"This is……"

"Next."

Wang Xiaoming went through dozens of cultural relics donated by He Xianping, but found nothing else.

"Am I too worried?"

After identifying dozens of items as ordinary cultural relics, Wang Xiaoming suspected that he was being careless, and the only supernatural item he found was ineffective.

He Xianping was probably just an ordinary person who happened to collect a compass and later donated it to the museum by returning to China for investment. This was just a coincidence.

"Professor?" Huang Zhong whispered from the side, "Are you still going on?"

"Forget it, let's talk about it in the afternoon," Wang Xiaoming shook his head, "You two have worked hard this morning, and it's just in time for noon. How about having a meal together?"

Faced with Wang Xiaoming's invitation, Huang Zhong and Hou Cuijiao naturally would not refuse, and the group left the museum. Because Wang Xiaoming was not familiar with this place, Huang Zhong recommended a restaurant with a good reputation.

When several people arrived at the hotel, there were no private rooms, so they had to go to the lobby. There happened to be a table cleared, so Wang Xiaoming and the others sat on it. The four of them ordered a total of eight dishes. Because Wang Xiaoming did not drink, they just Ordered a few drinks.

As the time gets closer to twelve o'clock, there are more and more people in the restaurant and it becomes more and more lively. People at the previous table often just leave and people at the next table sit down.

"Mom, this table is almost finished. Let's sit here."

A little boy who looked about ten years old pointed at the table of guests adjacent to Wang Xiaoming and said.

"Come on, come on." A fat woman moved over, followed by a man with glasses.

The family of three just stared at the guests eating at the table. They didn't speak, they just watched.

The guests at this table were a young couple, who were enjoying a good meal, but were suddenly stared at by a family. Naturally, they felt uncomfortable and awkward, and for a while they lost their appetite for food.

The boy in the young couple was naturally unhappy. Although he felt uncomfortable, he refused to give up the table. In the end, the girl was so shy that she pulled the boy away.

"Haha! The annoying one is finally gone!" The little boy proudly showed off to his parents.

"Waiter! Waiter!" the boy's mother shouted loudly, "Don't you have eyes? Why don't you clear this table quickly..."

As the boy's mother called, the waiter arrived "late."

After the waiter cleared the table and the family sat down to order, the little boy started acting like a monster again.

I saw the little boy using the chair under his butt as a wooden horse and shaking constantly. Because the two dining tables were close to each other, the little boy's movements inevitably bumped into Hou Cuijiao behind him.

Hou Cuijiao didn't want to pay attention and pulled the chair in. Not wanting the little boy to take advantage of it, she kicked her nose and face, making her movements even wider.

Hou Cuijiao had no choice but to complain to the other party's parents.

"Children are just so active. How serious is it that you are arguing with a child..." the child's mother said perfunctorily while taking a selfie on her mobile phone.

The child's father lowered his head and played with his mobile phone, paying no attention at all.

"We all squeezed towards Li Jun to give them some distance." Wang Xiaoming said immediately after seeing the other party's reaction.

Although he rarely interacts with stupid people, he knows that the best way to deal with stupid people is to stay away, and never try to reason with stupid people, because they are unreasonable.

Wang Xiaoming and the others' initiative to retreat only made Xiong Haizhi even more excited. He felt that everyone around him was afraid of him and no one dared to mess with him.

Jumping off the chair, the naughty child began to run around the hotel, playing pranks from time to time, but most people didn't care when they saw that he was just a child.

Fifteen minutes had passed since Wang Xiaoming and the others ordered, and the waiter started serving the food. The naughty boy came back just in time. When he saw the waiter holding the food in his hands, he asked him to put it on his table.

The waiter naturally ignored the naughty boy's request, and the naughty boy whispered a few words to his mother who was taking a selfie.

Soon when the waiter brought the food again, the obese woman stopped the waiter, "How can you, an adult, bully a child? Isn't it just a few plates of food? We can't afford it?"

You should apologize to my son immediately, or I will file a complaint against you. "

The waiter looked confused. He looked at the naughty boy next to the fat woman who was lowering his head and wiping tears. He was at a loss.

"No...I didn't!" the waiter argued.

The naughty child's mother refused to let him go, and just held the waiter and refused to let him go. The waiter wanted to cry but had no tears.

Wang Xiaoming and the others looked very miserable. They didn't expect to meet a strange family while having lunch.

Seeing this, Huang Zhong stepped forward and wanted to pull the fat woman away and ask the waiter to come over, but he didn't expect that he couldn't pull her away.

When the fat woman turned around, Huang Zhong felt a little embarrassed and took a step back. It was this step that gave the fat woman infinite courage.

"Four-eyed boy, someone bullies your wife and son, are you still a man?"

It was getting lively now, and the man with glasses finally put down his cell phone and joined the battlefield.

"Are you being reasonable? Why are you blocking our order? You can order it yourself if you want." Huang Zhong was furious.

"What's wrong with us being unreasonable?" Seeing the man with glasses coming forward, the fat woman became even more arrogant. "I've never seen you as such a troubled person?"

The naughty kid was even more excited when he saw this. He stretched out his hand and pushed the tray with food. The food in the waiter's hand suddenly scattered all over the floor, and the soup flew away.

"Ah... I just bought new clothes. Damn it. Do you know how much these clothes cost? You can't afford them even if you work all your life."

Seeing the new clothes stained by the soup, the fat woman roared excitedly:

"This matter is not over today, even if you kneel down and beg me."

"Let's go! Change places." Wang Xiaoming stood up and prepared to leave.

"Don't leave."

The fat woman wanted to reach out and grab Wang Xiaoming.

A hand stopped her.

Li Jun pinched the fat woman's wrist with one hand, gave her a cold look, and then pushed hard.

Bang!

The fat woman, who weighed at least 200 kilograms, took a few steps back and knocked down her son's husband as accurately as a bowling ball. She pinned him down and then let out a pig-killing cry.

After Wang Xiaoming got up, he didn't even look back, let alone see the miserable situation of the naughty child's family. He only said when he was about to reach the door:

"Li Jun, remember to explain the situation to the police here."

"clear."

Huang Zhong laughed and said, "Professor, you blame me for this. You should have booked a private room in advance."

Wang Xiaoming shook his head and said nothing, turning his head to look in another direction.

I saw a man in a suit and leather shoes walking over there with a smile on his face.

"Haha, Professor Wang, what a coincidence. I didn't expect to see you here."