Chapter 120： The Six Rites of "Bound Repair"
The National Museum of China, located on the east side of Tiananmen Square in Kyoto City, is symmetrical with the Great Hall of the People and belongs to the Ministry of Culture of China.
The National Museum, which can be signed with the Chinese characters, is also under the name of the official Ministry of Culture of China. The weight of this museum can be imagined! This museum involves not only collections and exhibitions, but also archaeological research and public education.
When Qiao Yi'an went to Kyoto on a business trip in his last life, he also visited the Huaguo National Museum. The area of the entire museum is astonishingly large. After walking from beginning to end, I visited Qiao Yi'an for a full day. There are 68 exhibition halls. With millions of documents and antiques, it is the largest museum in the world! The number one museum in the entire country! It is also one of the most visited museums in the world!
"You really used to be the director of the National Museum of China?" Qiao Yian looked up and down at Old Man Wu, the expression on his face was a little tangled and a little weird.
She couldn't imagine that the director of such a large national museum was actually someone like Old Man Wu.
"Humph! What kind of eyes do you have? I'm so handsome, don't I look like that?" Old Man Wu snorted with a dark face: "Can there be a more handsome curator than me in other museums?"
"..." Qiao Yian was silent for half a second, but he really had no choice but to speak against his conscience.
Does she really want to worship such a shabby little old man with a poisonous tongue and narcissism as a teacher?
A teacher for one day, a father for life.
Qiao Yian's face was tangled and swaying. She felt that she needed to be careful about apprenticeship.
"I really want to be a teacher? Can I not be a teacher, and then just follow you to learn? It's like an ordinary teacher and a student." Don't many schools also have that kind of archaeology major?
"What? You don't want to be a teacher?!" Old man Wu glared at him, his nostrils exhaled a bit of suffocation, and snorted coldly: "If you don't want to be a teacher, you still want to study with me? You might as well go to daydream! There are so many archaeologists in Kyoto University. The doctoral student of the department, the doctoral supervisor wants to learn something from me and I don’t teach it, but you still want to learn it for nothing without being a teacher? Do you think such a good thing will happen in the world? Stop dreaming! Wake up early!”
"Okay, then, worship the teacher, just worship the teacher."
I searched for the words Wu Qiming with my mobile phone, and determined that the other two were not joking with her. Qiao Yian shook his head, but could only agree reluctantly.
Ordinary teacher-student relationships don't need to be too troublesome.
But the meaning of the master's acceptance of closed disciples is different, especially in the field of antique appraisal.
Qiao Yi'an followed the two out of the basement, and the old man Wu said, "You will go to the street to buy six kinds of celery, lotus seeds, red beans, jujubes, longan, dry and lean meat strips, as "bundle". Xiu "give me the six rites, and then serve tea to the teacher, and finally make a big kowtow before you can be considered as my closed disciple! Do you understand?"
"Well, I understand." Qiao Yi'an nodded helplessly.
She had heard people say before that when the ancients worshipped teachers, they wanted to offer "six rites of repair" to their masters. The ancients were very particular about these six things. It should not be forgotten that celery means "hardworking, studious and diligent"; lotus seeds are hard-hearted, meaning "painful education"; red bean means "good luck". Jujube means "early morning and high school", longan means "perfect merit", and the most surprising dry and lean pork strips are used to express the disciple's heart.
I just didn't expect that I would use such a gift when I apprentice this time.
The National Museum, which can be signed with the Chinese characters, is also under the name of the official Ministry of Culture of China. The weight of this museum can be imagined! This museum involves not only collections and exhibitions, but also archaeological research and public education.
When Qiao Yi'an went to Kyoto on a business trip in his last life, he also visited the Huaguo National Museum. The area of the entire museum is astonishingly large. After walking from beginning to end, I visited Qiao Yi'an for a full day. There are 68 exhibition halls. With millions of documents and antiques, it is the largest museum in the world! The number one museum in the entire country! It is also one of the most visited museums in the world!
"You really used to be the director of the National Museum of China?" Qiao Yian looked up and down at Old Man Wu, the expression on his face was a little tangled and a little weird.
She couldn't imagine that the director of such a large national museum was actually someone like Old Man Wu.
"Humph! What kind of eyes do you have? I'm so handsome, don't I look like that?" Old Man Wu snorted with a dark face: "Can there be a more handsome curator than me in other museums?"
"..." Qiao Yian was silent for half a second, but he really had no choice but to speak against his conscience.
Does she really want to worship such a shabby little old man with a poisonous tongue and narcissism as a teacher?
A teacher for one day, a father for life.
Qiao Yian's face was tangled and swaying. She felt that she needed to be careful about apprenticeship.
"I really want to be a teacher? Can I not be a teacher, and then just follow you to learn? It's like an ordinary teacher and a student." Don't many schools also have that kind of archaeology major?
"What? You don't want to be a teacher?!" Old man Wu glared at him, his nostrils exhaled a bit of suffocation, and snorted coldly: "If you don't want to be a teacher, you still want to study with me? You might as well go to daydream! There are so many archaeologists in Kyoto University. The doctoral student of the department, the doctoral supervisor wants to learn something from me and I don’t teach it, but you still want to learn it for nothing without being a teacher? Do you think such a good thing will happen in the world? Stop dreaming! Wake up early!”
"Okay, then, worship the teacher, just worship the teacher."
I searched for the words Wu Qiming with my mobile phone, and determined that the other two were not joking with her. Qiao Yian shook his head, but could only agree reluctantly.
Ordinary teacher-student relationships don't need to be too troublesome.
But the meaning of the master's acceptance of closed disciples is different, especially in the field of antique appraisal.
Qiao Yi'an followed the two out of the basement, and the old man Wu said, "You will go to the street to buy six kinds of celery, lotus seeds, red beans, jujubes, longan, dry and lean meat strips, as "bundle". Xiu "give me the six rites, and then serve tea to the teacher, and finally make a big kowtow before you can be considered as my closed disciple! Do you understand?"
"Well, I understand." Qiao Yi'an nodded helplessly.
She had heard people say before that when the ancients worshipped teachers, they wanted to offer "six rites of repair" to their masters. The ancients were very particular about these six things. It should not be forgotten that celery means "hardworking, studious and diligent"; lotus seeds are hard-hearted, meaning "painful education"; red bean means "good luck". Jujube means "early morning and high school", longan means "perfect merit", and the most surprising dry and lean pork strips are used to express the disciple's heart.
I just didn't expect that I would use such a gift when I apprentice this time.
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