Chapter 77 Slippery Tongue
After returning to the hotel, Pei Song turned on his computer and logged into the official website of Sanxingdui Museum. Looking at the ticket information, he sighed, "Alas, all the regular tickets are sold out. I had no choice but to buy a family ticket."
Shi Yanchen was stunned for a moment, then realized Pei Song was teasing him, and his eyes were full of teasing: "Who are you going to take with you?"
Pei Song suppressed his laughter and said seriously: "Of course I'll take you there. You are my 'big friend'."
Shi Yanchen was amused by him and didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he shook his head helplessly: "Okay, then I'll put up with it and be a 'big friend' for once."
There was already a long queue in front of the Sanxingdui Museum early in the morning.
Although it was a weekday, there was a constant stream of tourists visiting.
Pei Song and Shi Yanchen stood in the middle of the team, looking at the winding line of people in front of them.
The museum was bustling with people and filled with laughter.
Parents brought their children to stop in front of the exhibits, and the tour guides patiently answered all kinds of fantastic questions.
"Look at this." Pei Song pointed at a bronze mask, "The eyes are so big, and they are horizontal."
Shi Yanchen took a closer look and said, "It may be the ancient people's imagination of God."
"I think it looks more like an alien." Pei Song said seriously.
Shi Yanchen couldn't help laughing: "What? You still believe in aliens?"
"Why don't you believe it?" Pei Song asked back, "In such a large universe, it is impossible that only Earth has life. And look at the shapes of these artifacts, they are completely beyond the level of craftsmanship at that time."
Shi Yanchen looked at him thinking seriously and said, "You know what? Your expression right now is a bit like that mask."
"How are they similar?" Pei Song was dissatisfied.
"They all have their eyes wide open." Shi Yanchen said, reaching out to rub his hair.
Pei Song dodged his hand: "Stop it."
They shuttled between the exhibition halls, stopping from time to time to admire the mysterious cultural relics.
Shi Yanchen showed great interest in every exhibit and explained some historical background to Pei Song from time to time.
"I didn't expect you to know so much about history." Pei Song said in surprise.
Shi Yanchen smiled and said, "My grandmother loved taking me to museums when I was a child, so I remembered some of the things she saw and heard."
Pei Song was full of admiration: "You have a really good memory, no wonder you were able to complete your doctorate at M University."
"Okay, I'll be honest. I did some cramming last night." Shi Yanchen confessed with a smile, "I don't want to reveal too much ignorance in front of you."
Pei Song was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help laughing: "Why do you have to go out of your way to learn it?"
"Because I came here with you," Shi Yanchen said in a relaxed tone, but his eyes were serious, "I wanted to behave better."
Pei Song smiled and shook his head: "It turns out that the president can also be nervous."
"Of course," Shi Yanchen put his arm around his shoulders, "After all, you're dating someone you like."
"Who is dating you?" Pei Song wanted to avoid him, but he hugged her tighter.
Seeing so many tourists around, his ears turned crimson.
When they arrived at the Digital Art Museum, they were amazed by the scene before them.
Huge projections reproduce ancient artifacts, and 3D technology makes static exhibits seem alive.
The bronze mask rotates in the virtual space, and the golden sun bird spreads its wings and flies high.
"That's why I wanted to bring you here," Shi Yanchen said. "Technology can make history come alive."
Pei Song was fascinated by the scene and said, "It is really shocking. Can our 'Senior Citizens' Home' also use this technology in the future?"
"What? Are you still thinking about work while on vacation?" Shi Yanchen teased.
Pei Song smiled: "I'm used to it."
In front of a projection wall, Shi Yanchen stopped and said, "Stand still."
Pei Song was stunned and saw his shadow projected on the wall, perfectly overlapping with a bronze artifact.
"They're a good match." Shi Yanchen took out his phone and took a photo. "I can use it to threaten you later."
"Delete!" Pei Song tried to grab his phone.
Shi Yanchen raised his arms: "No, this is my personal collection."
The two people were making a scene in the exhibition hall, attracting the kind looks of the surrounding tourists.
They spent the whole morning wandering around the museum and it was almost noon when they came out.
The long street outside the museum was filled with the aroma of various snacks, and tourists stopped in front of the shops in groups of three or four.
"What do you want to eat?" Shi Yanchen asked.
Pei Song looked around and pointed to a shop not far away with a long queue: "That Bobo Chicken seems to be very famous."
The Bobo Chicken shop is not big, but there is a long line at the door.
The chicken, tofu skin and various vegetables on bamboo skewers are soaked in the red oil soup, which is fragrant.
The two stood in the line, watching the customers in front of them choose.
Pei Song studied the dishes carefully, pointing at something from time to time: "This looks delicious."
Shi Yanchen was standing next to him, watching him get as excited as a child.
Finally it was their turn. Pei Song picked out more than a dozen skewers, ranging from chicken to soy products and even vegetables.
"Do you want some more?" Shi Yanchen asked.
"That's enough," Pei Song said, "I want to try something else."
The two found a small table on the roadside and sat down.
Pei Song couldn't wait to take a bite, and the spicy taste instantly exploded on the tip of his tongue.
"It's so spicy!" He quickly drank some water.
Shi Yanchen smiled and handed over the tissue: "Eat slowly."
After eating Bobo Chicken, Pei Song took Shi Yanchen to buy sweet noodles.
The steaming hot noodles are coated with peanut sauce, sweet and delicious.
"What else do you want to eat?" Shi Yanchen asked.
Pei Song pointed ahead: "Sugar-fried fruit!"
After trying several snacks in a row, Pei Song was finally satisfied.
He wiped his mouth: "This is real life."
Shi Yanchen looked at his satisfied expression, and his heart also felt sweet: "Where do you want to go tomorrow?"
"Let's go back to the company tomorrow," Pei Song said, "There are still many things to deal with in the project."
"Don't think about work today." Shi Yanchen said softly, "Enjoy your vacation."
Pei Song nodded and asked, "By the way, what are your plans for the New Year?"
Shi Yanchen raised his eyebrows: "Are you inviting me?"
"Yes," Pei Song looked up at him with a playful look in his eyes, "Mr. President, are you afraid of meeting my grandmother?"
"With her temper, anyone would be afraid of her." Shi Yanchen said half-jokingly, "But for you, I can give it a try."
Pei Song's ears turned slightly red, and he glared at him in pretend anger: "Stop talking so slickly here."