Reborn in 1977

After saying goodbye to a few small animals and spending half a day hugging the three pandas in the panda enclosure,

Chen Fan slung his backpack over his shoulder, carrying the small bag containing the peregrine falcon, ready to depart.

At this moment, Huang Li suddenly called out, "Master, the New Year is almost here, how much New Year's goods should we prepare for you?"

Chen Fan turned around, frowned, and thought for a moment, "Preparing a little is fine, but don't prepare too much."

Huang Li said "Oh", just as she was about to suggest preparing some at her own home and bringing it along.

Then she heard her master say, "Cured meat, sausages, cured chicken, cured duck, cured ribs, cured fish, these are definitely needed, see what kinds are available at the farm, rabbits, sheep, beef, arrange for those too, then half air-dried, half smoked, the smoking should use fruit wood.

A few pounds of various snacks as well, rice flower candy, peanut candy, sesame candy, hemp candy, ginger candy slices, cat ears, fried sweet potato chips, snow dates, old Beijing fruit, sesame fruit, shortbread, dragon beard candy, peach shortbread, walnut shortbread,…"

Speaking of this, Chen Fan suddenly stopped and said to Huang Li, "If you mix up peach shortbread and walnut shortbread again, you'll be making snacks for me exclusively in the future!"

Huang Li shrank her head and quickly took out a notebook to take notes, "Oh, oh, peach shortbread has no walnuts, walnut shortbread has walnuts, I've remembered it."

Yang Mei and Liu Lu stood to the side, feeling apprehensive while also unable to stop their mouths from watering.

Glancing at Huang Li who was still taking notes, Liu Lu cautiously asked, "Master, is there anything else?"

Chen Fan turned his gaze over, "Fish cake, fish balls, fried small fish crisps, fried lotus root slices, pearl meatballs, tofu meatballs, lotus root meatballs, do I even need to ask about these?"

Liu Lu quickly nodded, making a gesture, "I've remembered it."

Chen Fan thought for a moment, there were still many vats of wine in the wine cellar, rice wine, fruit wine, and white wine, so he said, "That's it then."

Then he turned around, waved his hand, and left gracefully.

Watching her master's figure disappear into the woods, Yang Mei asked in a low voice, "Have you all remembered it?"

Liu Lu and Huang Li exchanged a look, simultaneously opening their notebooks, which only had two words written on them, "All of it!"

…

Chen Fan had no idea that his three little apprentices were teasing him, taking a small boat and then a small car all the way to the provincial capital.

As usual, he went to the Cultural Palace Guesthouse to settle down first.

Parking the car and entering, Chen Fan smiled, "Oh, it's you on duty again?"

Having known him for a long time, the receptionist Xiao Peng no longer had the halo of an idol in her eyes, teasing Chen Fan, "It's rare for Director Chen to come back, and it's me on duty again, it really is quite a coincidence, huh."

Chen Fan's face fell, "Xiao Peng, you've become mischievous."

Xiao Peng wrinkled her nose, "Director Chen, you're two years younger than me, if you don't call me Sister Peng, you should at least call me Comrade Peng Ying."

Saying that, she handed over the key, "The old room, 207, no one has stayed there, your things are also inside, no one has touched them."

Chen Fan took the key, smiled, and nodded, "Thank you, Xiao Peng."

He turned around and walked towards the accommodation building in the back, making Xiao Peng wave her arms and legs in anger, but after a few seconds, she chuckled again.

Chen Fan returned to his room, put down his luggage, and opened the bag, releasing the three birds.

In the countryside, he would still have to worry about someone hunting, but in the city, there was no need to worry at all. Even if there were guns, whether they were firearms or air guns, they were not allowed to be fired casually, if a gunshot was heard, it wouldn't be a small matter.

Otherwise, Chen Fan would have to get a cage to lock them up, only releasing them at night to get some fresh air.

Ignoring the luggage for now, he turned on the computer to check it, confirming that it was running normally, then inserted the floppy disk and began to type away.

Zhou Yali had sent him several computers one after another, besides the two that were taken by Jiang University and Jiao Tong University, there were now three at his home in Shanghai, one for each of the three people to use. In addition, there was one at the Lu Jiawan home, one placed in the guesthouse room, and the last one, he gave to Professor Xu.

In terms of personal computers alone, the total number in the entire country might not even be more than what he owned alone.

He wondered how far Professor Huang and the others had progressed with a computer and the Chinese character card that he had given later?

If they successfully passed the project approval, the localization of personal computers should be greatly accelerated in the future, right?

Chen Fan shook his head, throwing the distracting thoughts to the back of his mind, and soon, he finished writing a document, then clicked print, and the printer connected to the side began to spit out paper with a clattering sound.

When the document was printed, Chen Fan took out the luggage from his backpack, put the document in, turning it into a briefcase, slung it over his shoulder and walked out.

…

Twenty minutes later, the office of the Chinese Department teaching building at Jiang University.

Chen Fan slowed down as he approached the door, seeing that it was open, he first pricked up his ears, hearing only one breathing sound inside, and it was very familiar.

Immediately, he took two deep breaths, took out the document from his bag, and took another deep breath, striding forward and turning around as he walked in.

Xu Zuirui was facing the computer, skillfully using one-finger typing, hearing the noise, he instinctively turned his head to take a look.

He saw his unfilial disciple rushing in, throwing a few pieces of scrap paper in front of him.

Chen Fan pressed the document on the table and said to Professor Xu, "Teacher, I've discovered a new topic, prepared for it for more than a month, and finally have a little clue, please take a look."

Xu Zuirui didn't respond, just looked at him expectantly, suspecting that he was changing the subject, intending to avoid the punishment for not submitting his homework for three months, but he had no evidence.

After staring at each other for several seconds, Xu Zuirui lowered his gaze and picked up the few pieces of scrap paper.

When he saw the title, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes and look up at Chen Fan.

Chen Fan immediately squeezed out a smile, his eyes were particularly pure, his smile was particularly sincere, as cute as a three-year-old child.

Waiting for his teacher to lower his head to continue reading, his face fell, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Success!

Xu Zuirui read only a few pages of paper for a full half hour.

After he finished reading, he raised his head, his face already full of gratified smiles, "How did you think of this topic?"

Saying that, he looked at the manuscript again, "'If National Treasures Could Talk'? Combining cultural relics with the social economy, culture, and other elements of the time, it not only shows the social customs and human customs of the time, but also reflects the spirit, aesthetics, and values of the time, as well as the cultural level of the time.

This kind of presentation method can very well reflect our traditional culture, and it also has high practical significance for us who are engaged in national studies."

Chen Fan was secretly delighted, he should have gotten through the hurdle of not submitting his homework for three months.

But he couldn't relax yet, he had to continue his efforts to be completely safe!

So he said solemnly, "Teacher is a great talent! I also researched for a long time before I thought of interpreting the ancient human and social situation and the cultural level of the time from the perspective of antique cultural relics.

I didn't expect that the teacher only took one look and pointed out the essence of the research, I admire you!"

Xu Zuirui was too lazy to look at him, leaning back in his chair, holding the manuscript in one hand, and said softly, "From ancient times to the present, the types and functions of all cultural relics are nothing more than two major directions, one is for daily life use, and the other is for literati interests.

The use category, in fact, has always been biased towards princes and nobles, common people, and even 'savages', are not qualified or have the means to come into contact with valuable items, so this type of item is characterized by its exquisite beauty and service to princes.

Even the weapons used by warriors can reflect the aesthetics and technological level of the social period at that time, reflecting the hierarchy with the shape and accessories of the weapons.

The literati interest category is made by literati and poets for their hobbies, not for practicality, but for beauty and ingenuity, highlighting exquisite craftsmanship and spiritual sustenance."

Speaking of this, he finally raised his head to look at Chen Fan, and said solemnly, "This topic is very big, so big that it can never be completed by one person, and it is also very broad, so broad that it covers multiple categories in history and literature.

Are you planning to select one of the directions, or do you want to form a research group?"

Chen Fan blinked, seeing the teacher's hopeful gaze, the words came to his lips but he swallowed them back.

After a long while, Xu Zuirui saw that he still didn't speak, how could he not know what he was thinking?

He could only shake his head helplessly, "Born intelligent, but born with a nature that doesn't like to engage in scholarship, what a pity."

Chen Fan's face twitched a few times, and he said with a dry smile, "Not really, not really."

He just wanted to use this topic to hold on for a while, divert the teacher's attention, and show that he was not wasting his time during this period, but was concentrating on learning.

How could he know that the teacher actually wanted him to form a research group alone?

Is this something that a graduate student can do?

Surely he's not being asked to be a graduate advisor?!

After a few seconds of thought, a flash of inspiration hit him, and he said seriously, "Teacher, this is what I'm thinking. Whether it's national treasures or Sinology, they are both very large subjects. As far as Sinology is concerned, I'm just a primary school student, not even at the entry level…"

Xu Zhirui waved his hand to interrupt him, "You are being too modest. After studying for this past year, at the very least, you have accumulated the most basic knowledge to be a Sinology scholar. How can you say you're a primary school student?

I said last time that, in terms of classical Chinese alone, you already have the foundation of a 'top scholar'. If you can accumulate knowledge and then unleash it, you will surely become a great Confucian scholar."

After saying that, he patted the thin stack of papers, "And this project has the potential to help you, to rise rapidly, and achieve the position of a great Confucian scholar."

Chen Fan swallowed, stunned. It couldn't be, could it?!

Xu Zhirui picked up his teacup and took a sip, as if he hadn't been the one speaking just now. After putting down the teacup, he looked at Chen Fan, "What else do you want to say?"

Chen Fan blinked, barely managing to continue his train of thought. However, the sentimental part had to be cut out, so he could only get straight to the point. "What I mean is, this project requires both an understanding of Sinology and an understanding of history and cultural relics. I myself am indeed lacking in many areas.

And this project should be started sooner rather than later. On the one hand, our academic research has been delayed for too long. On the other hand, no one can guarantee that someone else won't think of this project.

So, what do you think about you personally taking the lead and gathering the masters from the Chinese and History departments of Jiangda University to work on this project together?

Otherwise, it would be too wasteful to give it to me alone."

Seeing Xu Zhirui lost in thought, he said softly, "I'll just be attached to this project team, doing a little bit of research and basking in the reflected glory. What do you think?"

After listening to his words, Xu Zhirui couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Of course, he knew that once this project was completed, it would not only stand out in the field of Sinology but also establish a certain influence in the field of history. Becoming the leader of the project team would almost be equivalent to being the founder of this school of thought.

He himself was not very interested in the position of project leader. His academic status was already established, and he didn't need this extra embellishment.

Instead, he hoped that Chen Fan could take the lead in this matter. Even if his current qualifications and abilities were not enough, with his support, he would eventually be able to start and complete this project.

But what Chen Fan said also made sense. If this academic project was delayed or even preempted by others just for the sake of cultivating a disciple, it would be too much of a loss.

After thinking for a long time, Xu Zhirui raised his head to look at Chen Fan and said softly, "How about this? I'll talk to the school first to see how to handle this matter.

As for you, it's already been three months, and you haven't even submitted one assignment. Let's forget about the previous ones. I'm now giving you a new requirement. Within the scope of the project you proposed, write a formal research paper before the end of this semester."

After a pause, Xu Zhirui pointed at his disciple and said, "Remember, your major is Chinese Linguistics. In your paper, you must have both the historical weight reflected by the national treasures and the knowledge accumulation of your major. If you don't meet the requirements, be careful not to graduate!"

Chen Fan's face stiffened slightly. Were the requirements that high?

The original 'If National Treasures Could Speak' only had the part showing the national treasures, without the content of Sinology!

What? He proposed the project himself?

Then he had only himself to blame.

Chen Fan pursed his lips and nodded resolutely, "Alright."

As everyone knows, the models of Han Fu, Tang Poetry, Song Ci, Yuan Qu, and Ming and Qing novels all developed during relatively prosperous periods in history. This is a manifestation of cultural prosperity.

Adding the "Classics, History, Philosophy, and Literature" and the works of famous scholars of past dynasties, the so-called "literature carries the Tao" constitutes the main body of Sinology research.

And how does culture come about? Of course, it comes from history. Therefore, history has also become an important part of Sinology.

National treasures reflect the social, political, economic, and cultural aspects of a certain historical period, and so can Sinology.

Using national treasures to verify Sinology and using Sinology to reflect national treasures can reproduce history.

Many masters of Sinology are also proficient in history at the same time for this reason.

Now Chen Fan is only specifying the general history to a specific national treasure.

This cannot be said to be establishing a new school, but it is also opening another window in the hall of Sinology research, pointing out a new way of thinking for the majority of scholars.

Even so, it can leave a mark in the history of Sinology.

When it is made into a television documentary in the future, every expert will have to say that this research method was proposed by Chen Fan. Maybe he can become famous like Chen Yinke, Qian Mu, and Nan Huaijin and become famous all over the world.

It's no wonder Xu Zhirui values him so much. In addition to the identity of the project proposer, he also hopes that he can come up with the first research paper so that this "founder" can be justified.

Chen Fan naturally understood his teacher's intentions and agreed without hesitation, no matter how difficult it was.

As for the difficulty?

Chen Fan said that Sinology was not a problem, and history was not too difficult either.

The key point was that since learning antique knowledge from Fourth Master Lu and starting his treasure appraisal skills, he hadn't leveled up much. Now he was still a pitiful LV1.

It seemed that this shortcoming also needed to be made up for.

Without him even asking, Xu Zhirui personally wrote a letter of recommendation and handed it to him, saying, "Take this to the Provincial Museum to find their Director Zhang. You can ask him for knowledge about cultural relics."

Chen Fan took the letter with both hands and nodded, "Alright."

Then he was driven away by his teacher.

Xu Zhirui then made a phone call, then put away the manuscript written by Chen Fan and left in a hurry.

…

Chen Fan walked out of the teaching building and looked at the time. It was a little after 3 p.m., just an awkward time.

It was too early for dinner, and lunch?

Who hasn't had lunch at this time?

He shook his head, put away the letter written by his teacher, and drove to the Management Department not far away.

There were many people at Jiangda University who had seen Chen Fan, not to mention that even if they didn't know him, they had heard that he had a modified GAZ-69 car.

As the deputy director of the Provincial Writers Association, no one had ever questioned the origin of his car.

So, as soon as he arrived here, the school worker greeted him with a smile, "What wind has brought Director Chen to our place today?"

If it were in the Chinese Department, it would definitely be more appropriate to call him Student Chen, but in the Management Department, it would not be good to call him a student. Calling him by his position would be more respectful.

Chen Fan was also very polite, offered a cigarette, and smiled, "I'm looking for Lin Liwen from the Administrative Management major in the vocational college class, or Xia Yuping from the Public Administration major. Either one is fine."

The school worker was very enthusiastic, "No problem, I'll go call them for you."

After saying that, he turned around and walked into the teaching building.

Chen Fan waited outside.

At this time, Jiangda University did not have high-rise buildings. Most of the teaching buildings were only three or four stories high, and it was normal for a building to accommodate the people of one department.

In fact, even decades later, Jiangda University's buildings were the fewest and lowest among the famous universities in the country. Most of them were buildings built relying on the terrain, and the highest did not exceed 9 floors.

At this time, Chen Fan stood on the edge of the field, looking out. The red roofs were reflected among the green trees, not at all abrupt, but very refreshing.

Before long, a burst of messy footsteps sounded behind him. He looked back and saw Lin Liwen and Xia Yuping running over in a hurry.

When the two ran closer, Chen Fan smiled and said, "I just came back from Yunhu. I saw Sister Zhou a few days ago and heard her ask about your situation, but I didn't know. That was so embarrassing.

That's why, as soon as I came back, I came to see you. Are you free after school later? I'll treat you to dinner."

When the two heard this, their happy mood instantly disappeared by more than half. They couldn't help but look at each other, and they could see the bitterness in each other's eyes.

So Sister Zhou sent him here?

However, in the next second, the two still adjusted the expressions on their faces and nodded and smiled, "Okay."