The cultural center is now open to tourists.

As the carrier of Huizhou culture, the fare prices are also very low. Local citizens can visit for free with their citizen cards. As for foreign tourists, the fare prices are only fifteen. It is a major tourist attraction for traveling in the day, and the daily passenger flow is also very large.

After Zhong Yue showed the citizen card at the door, he entered the cultural center.

The stone tablet display cabinet that was originally placed in the most conspicuous place has been removed, and what was replaced was a long row of old objects. When Zhong Yue approached, he saw that it was all made of Xuan pens, rice paper and Hui ink, and he couldn't help but smile.

The cultural city, these crafts that will disappear soon, are worthy of collections of cultural centers, and can also let ordinary people know that ancient papermaking, pen making, and ink making. Zhong Yue is quite satisfied with Zhang Shaolin's approach.

He is not only a calligraphy practitioner, but also a pen-making craftsman. He understands how hard it is to protect the inheritance of these intangible cultures. Although he cannot truly pass on these crafts, at least, it can make people know about these cultures.

It wouldn't be until a few decades later, the child asked, "Mom and Dad, how did this paper come from, you can only say with a wry smile that it came from the paper mill."

Although the improvement is very good, the question is, where did the stone tablet of his house go?

"Hello, my name is Zhong Yue, come and find Director Zhang."

The staff on the first floor inspected the staff glanced at him. Such a young man didn’t look like a leading cadre. “What’s wrong with you looking for Director Zhang?”

"It was Director Zhang who asked me to come."

The staff picked up the walkie-talkie and muttered, "You wait a moment."

Two minutes later, a signal came from the other end of the walkie-talkie, "Take it to the office area on the third floor."

The man was stunned and immediately smiled and said, "Please here."

The two walked through the exhibition hall No. 1 and walked in from the closed work passage on one side. The staff took out the key and opened the door, "Just wait for the elevator to come down, you can go directly in. The third floor is prohibited from going up, so this door will be closed later. If you want to come out, please tell the staff on the third floor, so I will open the door for you here."

The elevator door opened, and Zhong Yue smiled and said, "Okay, thank you."

When Zhong Yue walked into the elevator, there was no button inside, it was a direct elevator.

After the elevator door automatically closed, it rose steadily.

bite!

The elevator door opened, and Zhong Yue walked out of the elevator with his bag on one shoulder.

Zhang Shaolin looked at Zhong Yue with a smile and said, "Here you come here."

"Okay." Zhong Yue glanced at a cultural center, there were so many departments and security guards, which were like a secret group. It was a bit of a big deal. But that's right, for public institutions, they raise more idle people, otherwise how could they eat taxpayers' money?

Zhong Yue followed the staff and walked around to the middle conference hall.

"You wait."

The staff knocked on the door gently and opened it.

It came from inside, "Bring it in."

"Mr. Zhong, please come inside."

Zhong Yue stepped into the conference hall. The air conditioner inside was colder than outside. He, a young man with a strong anger, shivered.

There were about a dozen people sitting around the huge round table. The air conditioner was so cold that the people inside were naturally wearing jackets. Zhong Yue glanced at him and found that in addition to a few middle-aged and young men in suits, there were three people wearing old-style jackets, one without glasses, with gray hair, but his eyes were particularly energetic.

The other two were wearing thick presbyopia, golden wire framed, and the pen in their hands was bored and held it up and looked up at Zhong Yue who was coming in.

Zhang Shaolin said with a smile: "This is Zhong Yue, and also the donor of the Wei stele. Zhong Yue, this is the provincial historical cultural relics appraisal team. This is an expert Zhang, this is an expert Huang, and this is Director Liu who is in charge of work."

Three old comrades leaned on the back of the chair and nodded.

Zhong Yue also responded with a smile, "Hello, several leaders and experts."

"Sit down, we come here because of this Weibei."

Zhong Yue sat aside and asked, "Didn't this Weibei sign a donation agreement? Is the matter settled? If there is anything, how should you find Director Zhang? What does it have to do with me?"

Zhong Yue couldn't understand it. According to the meaning of the document, this Wei stele belongs to the Cultural Center and cannot be transferred or used for commercial purposes. The Cultural Center will be responsible for future storage and repairs. It means that it has no connection with Zhong Yue anymore.

Director Liu, who held the pen, smiled, "My comrade, don't be nervous. Listen to me to make it clear, yes, that's it. But this gift agreement was issued by the Provincial Cultural Construction Leading Group. The amount of 80,000 yuan was transferred from the province, so we came to be responsible for the inspection of cultural relics. See if this gift agreement you signed covers this explanation clause."

Zhong Yue was stunned. What does it mean? What else is there in this agreement?

Zhang Shaolin smiled and said, "Zhong Yue, don't be too nervous. Yes, I didn't explain it to you before. The subsidy for this Weibei is 18,000 yuan. Later, the 80,000 yuan given to you was allocated by the Cultural Construction Center."

It doesn't matter who sent Zhong Yue down. It's just like this. What do you want to do? Zhong Yue is not afraid of any calculations. He is a civilian who has no power and power, so Zhang Shaolin doesn't have to frame him.

"Director Zhang, if you have any problems, just talk straight to the point."

"I'll explain it." The expert surnamed Zhang stood up, "I am an expert in the identification of gold and stone cultural relics. I also participated in the repair of the inscriptions of Mogao Grottoes. I have made some achievements in the steles of the Wei, Jin, Tang and Five Dynasties. Therefore, the group I led has a great say in the Wei stele that you donated."

Zhong Yue heard the expert Zhang brag, and the general meaning was that he was the most handsome.

"so what?"

Expert Zhang said in an old-fashioned manner: "After appraisal, this stone tablet hidden in the well water and has a good quality intact is not a Wei stele, but a later imitation. It is roughly in modern times, but the style of the inscription is very similar to that of the Wei and Jin dynasties. Therefore, such an antique stele is a very serious work mistake when placed in the cultural center!"

A smile rose from Zhong Yue's mouth, and the air conditioner was blowing a little cold.

"So…and what?"

Seeing Zhong Yue's calm look, Director Liu was also stunned, narrowed his eyes, and stood up and said, "The so-called meaning of our expert group, according to the terms of this donation agreement, we need to revoke this donation agreement."

Zhong Yue sat on the leather chair in the conference room, looking like a demeanor of a commoner who was calm in the face of change.

"Oh, then let's go."
Chapter completed!