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Du Jiaxing didn't understand anything, Er Mangzi told him yesterday that the big iron gate was sweet, this guy was really stupid to stick out his tongue to lick it, it would be strange if it didn't stick a layer of skin off.

The team arrived at Qingshan Town, and it happened that there was a market on the side of the commune today, and there were a lot of people going to the market during the slack season.

Hearing that they could go to the big market, everyone made a fuss to go to the market.

Chu Yunxiu first saw a seller of candied haws, bought a lot of them, and handed them out one by one.

The old people smiled and waved their hands: I really can't chew this.

It made the little ones so happy that they took one in each hand.

Walking around the market, Liu Qingshan could clearly feel that the market has indeed prospered a lot in the past two years, and the variety of commodities has also become more and more abundant.

And those tourists are more interested in those mountain products, such as mushrooms, fungus and wild vegetables. They tasted them all last night, and they were very delicious.

In fact, there is no need to buy them at the market, because they are all packaged at the wild vegetable factory.

But Liu Qingshan saw that the tourists were very interested, so he didn't stop him, just buy it, anyway, it doesn't cost much money.

The overall price of the mountain products here is considered high, but measured by the economic level of relatively developed areas, the price is still very cheap.

With Liu Qingshan and the others following, naturally no one would dare to kill the guest.

Liu Qingshan thinks this is not bad. When there are more tourists in the future, it is also a good tourist item to go to the market to buy mountain goods.

"There are pheasants in this pile!" Master Biao also took a look at a few big colorful pheasants, and kept asking Zhang Xiaozhong who was following him to pay for it.

Liu Qingshan also looked at Le: "Okay, tonight I will eat authentic chicken stewed mushrooms."

Liu Qingshan led everyone around the market before heading to the Dinosaur Fossil Museum.As soon as they entered the exhibition hall and saw the mighty Qingshanlong skeleton, everyone was stunned.

That kind of ancient and vast atmosphere makes people involuntarily feel awe: So life can be so powerful!

But then everyone couldn't help sighing: Such a tyrannical creature will inevitably end in extinction...

Liu Qingshan took Li Tie and walked towards his private treasure house. He brought back a lot of old objects yesterday, and he hasn't looked at them yet.

The two entered the treasure room, looked around, and finally felt a little full.

The main reason is that I have recently collected a lot of furniture, which takes up space.

But it’s also really cheap. A huanghuali chair costs only a few dozen or more than 100 yuan, which is unimaginable for future generations.

In fact, it was even cheaper in the early 80s. A huanghuali chair cost only five yuan.

Looking at the good things that are full of pits and valleys, Liu Qingshan also felt a sense of satisfaction in his heart: he is one step closer to opening a museum in the future.

And he has a new channel: after his aunt and Du Yunfeng return to the United States, he plans to ask Grandpa Du Yunfeng to help form a team to recover cultural relics lost overseas.

His current funds can also support this kind of thing.

The point is that Huaxia's antiques have not been hyped at this moment, relatively speaking, the price is relatively cheap, and it is a good time to return.

After another ten or eight years, those black-hearted foreigners will sharpen their knives and start slaughtering big households, taking advantage of the patriotic psychology of the Chinese people to charge some Chinese cultural relics to sky-high prices.

If he has spare energy, Liu Qingshan doesn't even mind accepting some foreign artworks.

At that time, return the same way to the other body, the worst is to hurt each other, who is afraid of the other.

There is no rush for this, Liu Qingshan is waiting for the economic bubble on the island country to burst, and then is the best time to enter.

Because many islanders bought artworks at high prices in the international market, and even kept them sealed in the bank's safe, and sold them at a low price before they were sealed.

Liu Qingshan pondered while looking at it, and when he saw that the object of the snake and turtle was transported back safely, he couldn't help feeling happier.

Thanks to this treasure, he was able to get a loan from the bank and cut a piece of flesh from First Young Master Li by the way.

When he came out of the treasure room, everyone was still taking pictures in front of the dinosaur fossils. Liu Qingshan noticed that the poet's eyes were a little straight again, probably because he was stimulated again, and a new work might be born.

Liu Qingshan yelled loudly: "Let's go, there is another museum, which is much younger than the dinosaurs. It is a museum of ancient humans from 5000 years ago."

That's even more important. Chinese people have always respected their ancestors the most.

So everyone turned to the west of Qingshan Town, next to the wild vegetable factory, there was also a large exhibition hall with steel components.

On the top is a row of eye-catching characters: Hongshan Culture Qingshan Town Site Museum.

"Xiao Shanzi, it's not easy for you here. We people, it's a worthwhile trip." Master Biao also nodded repeatedly.

An old Taiwan compatriot next to him also nodded frequently: "Seek our roots, seek our roots, this is our roots!"

Can this all be connected?

Liu Qingshan was a little surprised at first, but after thinking about it, it was true: the tree is so tall, the leaves fall back to their roots.

It seems that the application for the construction of this ancient anthropology museum is extremely correct. Although the construction was funded by Jiapigou and all the cultural relics inside are state-owned, they still take root here.

This is just a part of the museum, not far away, there are excavation sites.

Over there, Liu Qingshan thinks that we should plan carefully in the future, and it is best to restore an ancient tribe, including housing, tools used, production and living scenes, etc.

I believe that will definitely attract tourists, especially as the standard of living improves in the future, people living in the city can re-experience the life of primitive people, and it is estimated that they will definitely be popular.

The most important thing is that if you can experience the hardships of the ancient ancestors' survival, you will cherish the present even more, and it will be like remembering the bitterness and thinking about the sweetness.

Liu Qingshan leads the team, so naturally there is no need to buy a ticket. There are also two young girls who are here as guides and guide them attentively.

Liu Qingshan saw that one of the girls with an oval face looked familiar, and after asking, she found out that she was the third daughter of the commune secretary Sun Hongtao's family, and her name was Sun Xiaohong.

The other family member is also a family member of a commune cadre, so it's okay, as it is helping the family members to arrange work.

"Xiaohong, do you understand all these professional knowledge?" Liu Qingshan chatted with Sun Xiaohong while walking.

The little girl is not here yet, and she came to work here just after graduating from junior high school.

"Professor Yan and the others gave us a few books and some materials. Xiaohui and I study every day when we have nothing to do." Sun Xiaohong is a talkative girl.

Liu Qingshan nodded: "Then study hard, don't have too many tourists in the future, and it would be embarrassing to be asked by others."

Sun Xiaohong agreed, and then led the people into the hall.

It is also very spacious here, with an area of ​​more than a thousand square meters.

"Comrades, we are divided into five exhibition areas: production, life, and sacrifice. The classification is detailed and complete. Please follow me."

Sun Xiaohong's voice was clear and clear, her face was slightly flushed, it could be seen that the little girl was still a little nervous.

To be honest, apart from the inauguration ceremony, this was the first official visitor.

So much so that when the little girl was talking, her little hands couldn't help pinching the corners of her clothes.

Liu Qingshan nodded slightly, and cast an encouraging look at her: It's not bad, just exercise.

First come to the production area. In the transparent showcase, hundreds of artifacts are displayed, which are subdivided into pottery, stone artifacts, bone artifacts and the most precious jade artifacts.

Looking at the utensils used by ancient ancestors thousands of years ago, the tourists also felt respect in their hearts.

Especially one of the C-shaped jade dragons is even more fascinating.

An old man trembled a little because of his excitement: "It's amazing, these are the treasures of the country, and our descendants feel proud and proud to have such hardworking and intelligent ancestors!"

Everyone felt sorry for each other, and being in this ancient civilization, a sense of pride was born spontaneously in their hearts.

Suddenly, a deep voice sounded in the exhibition hall.

This sound is like a distant thunder, coming from the sky, getting louder and louder, and finally shaking everyone's ears:

"Like all poets whose dreams are horses"

"I fly to the sun"

"The sun is my name"

"The sun is my life"

"riding a 5000 year old phoenix and a dragon named 'horse'"

"Fly bravely toward the sun..."

Everyone looked at the poet in astonishment, only to see that he was raising his arms high, as if he was really going to fly into the air.

Liu Qingshan was overjoyed, he knew that this was Haizi's masterpiece "Taking Dreams as Horses".

It's just that this is very different from the original work, and it doesn't have that kind of self-destructive gloom.

Liu Qingshan blinked: Was this cured by ancient ancestors?

6Chapter 17 One year one step

In the Museum of Ancient Anthropology, the tourists were really shocked, especially after seeing the plump goddess statue, they all had an urge to worship in their hearts.

They may have scruples about other people's opinions in their hearts, but poets don't care about these.

Haizi knelt directly on the cold concrete floor, worshiped devoutly, and was still chanting, probably having a new poem.

"We people, who have lived for nothing for decades, are not as free and easy as others. We cry when we want, laugh when we want to laugh, and kneel when we want."

Master Biao also muttered with emotion, and then slowly knelt down on the ground.

Liu Qingshan didn't stop him either, kneeling down to worship his ancestors was justified.

It was already afternoon when everyone came out of the Museum of Ancient Anthropology, and everyone's soul seemed to have been baptized once.

An old gentleman also said excitedly: "This place is really good. When I go back, I will publicize it with those old guys."

An old lady next to her also nodded straightly: "Just now I kowtowed a few times, and now I feel much happier. The original guilt towards my parents and elders seems to be gone."

Everyone felt the same way and nodded.

The girl Chu Yunxiu also interrupted suddenly: "Then this place will be the base of our travel agency from now on!"

Liu Qingshan poked her on the forehead with a smile: "What kind of stronghold, those who don't know think it's the little devil's bunker."

Everyone also looked at them and laughed, only Sun Xiaohong tugged at Liu Qingshan's clothes: "Brother Qingshan, that person is still in a daze in front of the goddess statue."

"It's okay, he's a poet, I guess he's inspired again, so don't bother him." Liu Qingshan waved his hand, and then led everyone to the adjacent wild vegetable factory for dinner.

Eating at the Wild Vegetable Factory is, of course, based on mountain delicacies.

I also heard from Liu Wenjuan, the deputy factory director, that after most of the wild vegetables here were exported, these tourists bought some.

After everyone had finished their meal, Haizi ran back excitedly, snorted and picked up three bowls of rice, and then went back to the village together.

Looking at his current state, Liu Qingshan is completely at ease.

Liu Qingshan had just returned to the village, and before he even got home, he was dragged to the village headquarters with a smile on his face. They were all waiting for him to arrive, and then the year-end dividends would be distributed.

With this commotion, Master Biao and his Taiwanese compatriots also followed suit.

There is nothing to back someone up, and there is only such a 10-yuan village in the whole country, so Taiwan compatriots can even look at it.

So even the official staff who came with them did not stop them.

In the meeting room of the village department, there were so many people that almost all the seats were full.

The old branch secretary knocked on the small cigarette pouch: "Don't smoke, the room is too choking."

"Second Uncle, you've had a good time cooperating with me, so I don't care about others."

Zhang Ganzi was smoking a huazi that Liu Qingshan handed him, he had just sucked a couple of mouthfuls, he was a bit reluctant to throw it away.

A hand stretched out from the side, and directly pinched Zhang Ganzi's cigarette: "If you smoke again, you will strangle everyone."

Look, it's Marshal Zhang, Zhang Ganzi didn't dare to say anything.

Before distributing dividends, Liu Qingshan first said a few words: "Folks, everyone, please be quiet. This year's dividends will not be distributed to each household. The cooperatives will collect the money and invest it."

"Qingshan, what is investment? Isn't that what I said a few years ago, turning to capitalism? Isn't that a mistake?" Someone shouted below.

Liu Qingshan waved his hand: "It's about making use of our idle funds, and it has nothing to do with capitalism."

"I discussed with the branch secretary and grandpa that we will open a Jiapigou mountain product store in a big city, and we will specialize in selling our mountain product in the future."

"To open a store, you have to have a good appearance. Let's use the dividends to buy the store. Everyone understands?"

Everyone seemed to understand a little bit, and Zhang Ganzi yelled even more:

"Qingshan, you don't need to tell us these things, you can do whatever you want, everyone supports you, we don't understand anyway."

This is the truth, the village representatives all nodded, anyway, they all believed in Liu Qingshan.

This has been tested in practice, besides, now that Qingshan has gone out to drink foreign ink, his foresight and insight must be stronger than before.

Regardless of the facts, this is what everyone thinks in their hearts.

Those who attended the meeting were a little puzzled. They couldn't figure out why this young man, Liu Qingshan, was trusted so much.