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The two brothers have opened their eyes: in a short time, two whole bundles of Great Unity are gone, and the third bundle has also been opened, and soon there will be only a small half left.

There are quite a lot of old objects in this village. Master Lu said that most of them should be decorations from former temples.

Like the red lacquered box of Village Chief Wang, it is a set, and it is very rare and rare.

In addition, some incense burners, bowls and dishes are also objects from the early Qing Dynasty. Although they are not made by the imperial court, they are also high-quality goods.

The most rare thing is that an old man in the village asked his two sons to carry a statue.

The figures in the statue are mighty and lifelike, stepping on turtles and snakes. According to Master Lu, this is the statue of Emperor Zhenwu.

Things are good things, but they are not suitable to be kept at home, unless a new Zhenwu Temple is built for worship.

After explaining the truth to the old man, the old man nodded again and again: "Our village got its name from the Zhenwu Temple, so I secretly carried the statue away back then."

"Now the whole village is going to be demolished, and there is really no place to worship it, or I will give it to you."

It made Liu Qingshan helpless, so he gave the old man 200 yuan, so let's keep this thing for now, and when the time comes to rebuild the Zhenwu Temple, just donate it.

I have been busy for more than two hours, big and small, and bought more than 20 things. It is indeed a worthwhile trip.

Uncle Lu still didn't give up, and asked Village Chief Wang to lead them to the ruins of Zhenwu Temple.

Not far from the village, there is a large piece of ruins, only a few side halls, still standing there, the main hall has long been knocked down by the young generals.

The villagers also took away a lot of bricks, tiles and wood inside, and used them when they went home to repair the house.

Although it looks tattered, in the eyes of Master Lu, it is still very useful.

He sighed: "If you really want to rebuild Zhenwu Temple, most of these bricks and tiles can still be used."

Liu Qingshan also felt that it was a pity that if it was placed here, it would be razed to the ground by bulldozers within a few days.

But if it was to be transported away, firstly, there would not be such a large place to store it, and secondly, he was not going to practice martial arts.

"It's a pity, the former Zhenwu Temple is effective, and everyone has a thought in their hearts. If this is completely pushed away, we will never see it again."

The old man carrying the statue stood in front of the ruins and sighed, with two lines of dirty tears streaming from his eyes.

Liu Qingshan felt more in his heart: more than just a Zhenwu Temple, how many historical sites have been replaced by high-rise buildings in the wave of capital construction.

Old Mao'er's eyes lit up suddenly: "Qingshan, if we put all these things back together and find a place, maybe we can really restore the Zhenwu Temple."

After finishing speaking, he turned to Village Chief Wang: "Where has your village been relocated as a whole? Can you rebuild the Zhenwu Temple at the new site?"

Wang Daniu Kaba stared at him for a long time: "It's not far from here, but we rural people can't support things like building temples."

There was no other way, and everyone shook their heads regretfully, and then returned to the village.

Liu Qingshan and the others collected a lot of goods this time, especially the statue, which couldn't be pulled by a car at all, so they had to hire another big Jiefang to take it back to the old house in Shijia Hutong, let's put it there first .

When the busy work is over and I return home, it is almost dark.

This trip was rewarding, all the treasures were sent to the temporary treasure room, only Master Lu, Lao Maoer and Liu Qingshan were left in the room.

Only then did Master Lu open his mouth and said: "Qingshan, when buildings like temples or ancient pagodas are built, they usually have underground palaces, and most of the treasures placed there are good things."

"I think the main hall was directly collapsed. Obviously, the underground palace below has not been excavated yet. I don't know if there are any good things."

Uncle Mao'er obviously knew this too, and kept nodding his head. During the day, when he mentioned re-cultivating the True Martial Temple, this was actually implied.

It's just that there were a lot of people talking at the time, and he didn't say it clearly.

Liu Qingshan was also deep in thought, he was not only thinking about the underground palace, he was still thinking about the illusory treasure for the time being, he was thinking more far-reaching.

The large-scale demolition of the ancient city has just begun. If possible, it would be a very meaningful thing to relocate more historical sites outside the city as a whole.

It's just that the expenses incurred here are not a small sum.

As for asking the superiors for instructions, that's fine. Liang Sicheng, the great architect back then, was not easy to use, let alone him, a low-talking little man.

If one is not done well, it is a thankless task and a waste of energy and money.

Liu Qingshan also fell into deep thought: How can we achieve the best of both worlds?

It is possible to preserve such monuments without losing money, and even continue to create value.

This difficulty is a bit high, and Liu Qingshan can't think of it for the time being. After dinner, everyone gathered in front of the TV to watch the news.

At about eight o'clock, a special feature film began to play, and Aunt Lu became happy when she saw it:

"Okay, Dream of the Red Chamber has also started filming TV dramas, look at this girl, how handsome she is, she is just like Lin Daiyu!"

Liu Qingshan has been thinking about something, and he didn't pay attention to it just now. After being yelled at by Aunt Lu, he started to pay attention to the TV, which is the introduction of the filming of the TV series "Dream of Red Mansions".

Ever since Journey to the West became popular, audiences are looking forward to the other classics, when they will be put on the screen, and the attention of Dream of the Red Chamber is also particularly high, because this book is so special.

Seeing the actor who played Lin Daiyu on TV, in ancient costume, being interviewed, Liu Qingshan was also a little stunned for a while.

This version of The Red Chamber is absolutely classic, but it's a pity that the actors in it are too deep into the play.

Once you enter the Red Mansion, it is a lifelong dream.

Then the screen began to introduce that in order to film this TV series of "Dream of Red Mansions", several grand view gardens were built, including one in the capital.

Seeing this, I only heard a crackling sound in the room.

Everyone looked at Liu Qingshan, he was the one who slapped his thigh vigorously just now.

"Haha, yes, let's build a film and television city too!" Liu Qingshan waved his fist excitedly. The TV content just now gave him a lot of inspiration.

If a decent film and television city is really built, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds: it can not only preserve the original appearance of the relics, but also create economic benefits.

Famous film and television cities like Hengdian later, which one is not a dazzling local business card, attracting countless crews and tourists.

Just selling tickets will pay back the cost.

I briefly talked about this idea with Uncle Lu and the others, and they all shook their heads together. Lao Maoer has the closest relationship with Liu Qingshan, so he just said something:

"Xiao Shanzi, how can there be so many film and television dramas? This business must be losing money."

In terms of the current production capacity of TV dramas, there are not many TV dramas a year, but who would have expected that in a few decades, all kinds of costume dramas would be botched.

Liu Qingshan made up his mind, and said: "Uncle, in the future, there will be more places to be demolished in the city. Old alleys, old houses, and even some places of interest will not be preserved. Do you feel distressed seeing it?"

Needless to say, for an old Beijinger like Lao Maoer, when Liu Qingshan said this, he grinned and kept muttering: "How can these hundreds of years old things be demolished as soon as they are said? "

Uncle Lu also felt the same way. Those who play antiques, of course, care most about these things.

He thought for a while, then nodded to Liu Qingshan: "Qingshan, if you really accomplish this, it will be a great thing to benefit and accumulate virtue."

"But such a big project, the few of us will never be able to do it."

If you think about it, there are too many things involved: first of all, you have to choose a piece of land, and it must be large enough. If you have less funds, it will definitely not be enough.

From the design to the relocation, there must be a special transportation team, and there must be a master of ancient architecture who knows how to do it, and a large number of construction workers.

Without a few hundred people, this project would not be able to work, and it would require a huge amount of funds to back it up.

Hearing Uncle Lu's analysis, Liu Qingshan calmed down.

This matter is really difficult to do, and it involves a lot of manpower and material resources, but if you don't do it, if he doesn't do it, everyone will sigh a few words, what problem can be solved?

Things still have to be done by someone.

Liu Qingshan is willing to try.

In terms of financial resources, there should be no need to worry too much, he can fully support it.

After all, such a huge building complex may not necessarily be completed in ten or eight years, and it is enough to invest money one after another.

In terms of manpower, he plans to pull up a team of antique buildings. With the rise of antique buildings in the future, there is absolutely no need to worry about running out of work.

There is no shortage of master craftsmen, and the group who built the old house for them is completely competent. After all, they have even repaired the Forbidden City, and their craftsmanship is absolutely unquestionable.

Chapter 525 No shortage of money, no shortage of people, just a lack of leaders

For the remaining workers, Liu Qingshan decided to contact Chief Zhao. The last time the machine tool was shipped from Maozi, Chief Zhao owed him a big favor.

Please recruit some veterans over there, it should be no problem.

At that time, ask Hou Sanduo to import some trucks and construction machinery from Maozi, and the transportation team and construction team can pull them up.

Calculating the cost, it doesn't cost much.

But if he wants to go to school, he won't be able to spare much time, and he needs a person who is in charge of the overall situation to sit in charge.

It would be best to get in touch with the municipal department of the capital, so that when the time comes for demolition, the raw materials can be dumped.

In addition, bricks and tiles of some ancient buildings also need to be fired by themselves, and these need to be planned by people.

After thinking about it, Liu Qingshan thought of Wang Zhan who came back with him, he was the only one who would be fine, whether it would work or not, he had to be put on the shelf to catch the duck.

Wang Zhan's family has connections, and he can talk to those departments; seeing that this kid came back from Heihe, he probably got tired of staying there, and it happened to be a film and television city, which is in the suburbs of Beijing. This kid should be very happy.

So, the next morning, Liu Qingshan called Wang Zhan, and after making an appointment, he drove to pick him up.

This guy also drove a jeep with a lot of money, and handed it over to Cao Xiaofei to drive, and the two cars drove towards the small village they visited yesterday.

"Qing Shan, what's the matter? See how you're smiling?"

As soon as he got in the car, Wang Zhan started asking questions.

"Of course it's a good thing. Congratulations Brother Zhan. You've been promoted. Captain of the demolition brigade, are you interested?" Liu Qingshan immediately started to appoint an official.

Wang Zhan blinked, and said with some doubts: "Why do I have the feeling that I'm the official Bi Mawen?"

The people in the car couldn't help laughing, and Wang Zhan continued: "Qingshan, do we also want to engage in development? I heard that there are a few who engage in development, and they all make a lot of money."

Seeing his eagerness to fight, Liu Qingshan coughed lightly: "It's really a development, it's our development, which is a little different from others."

Then he briefly explained his plan to Wang Zhan, and when he heard this, his eyes lit up immediately:

"Qingshan, you said to build a film and television base, does that mean that we can have film crews come to our place to film and see those female stars?"

Liu Qingshan was also taken aback by what he said, and then reacted, and punched Wang Zhan on the shoulder: "Look at you, you are not a good bird."

Wang Zhan chuckled a few times: "I am also a man."

The car bumped and drove directly into Zhenwuguan Village, and several people immediately surrounded it. The villagers all knew the car and the people in the car.

The village chief Wang Daniu also came over: "Manager Liu, you are here again, let's go, come to my house and drink some water first."

Another villager also stuck his head into the crowd: "I went home yesterday and looked through it, and I found something. It was a few pairs of wax skewers from the Zhenwu Temple. Can you take it?"

Liu Qingshan also smiled: "Take it, this time even the whole temple will be taken away!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Daniu slapped his thigh vigorously: "Manager Liu, if you want to rebuild the Zhenwu Temple, that would be great!"

"It's not just the Zhenwu Temple, we want to build a large building complex that is ten or a hundred times larger than the Zhenwu Temple."

For Wang Zhan, he just started to draw big cakes, that is, the circle you drew, it may not be easy to use.

Liu Qingshan shared the general idea with Wang Daniu for a while, and he knew yesterday that there are a total of ten natural villages to be demolished here, and the new location must be large enough.

Village Chief Wang was stunned when he heard this: "Tsk tsk, Manager Liu, you guys are really generous."

"This is a good thing. In the past, people from all over the world came to offer incense in our Zhenwu Temple, so those villages must be happy."

The old man Wang who carried the statue yesterday also stroked his gray beard with his hands: "There is also Huizhong Temple Village. They have a temple there, and the incense was quite prosperous in the past."

"There is also Yaowangmiao Village, there is a Yaowang Temple, and everyone often goes there, and there is also Empress Grave Village, where a empress was buried before."

Wang Zhan quickly interjected: "This cemetery doesn't need to be moved there, does it?"

Wang Daniu was also very happy: "Of course there is no need to move the cemetery, but there is a Niangniang Temple next to it, which is amazing. My wife and I tied a doll there and gave birth to the eldest son of the family."

Hearing what he said, everyone became interested, so they pulled Village Chief Wang along, and walked around for a while before talking.

Village chief Wang led the way, and when he arrived at those villages, he was warmly received.

Before we even talked about the demolition, every household moved out all the pots and pans that they thought were antiques.

What made Master Lu dumbfounded was that there was a family who brought all the jars of pickled vegetables.

Not to mention, I also collected a lot of old things, a set of tea sets made of purple clay, and several bird cages. Although the cages are relatively old, the pots for feeding and watering are all from the Qing Dynasty.

In addition, there are some silver dollars and the like, most of which are Yuan Datou.

The most precious ones are a pair of Taishi chairs from the Qing Dynasty, which are solemn and majestic. The material is small-leaf red sandalwood, which is absolutely valuable.

Uncle Lu didn't lower the price either. According to the current price, two chairs cost 1000 yuan, which made the owner's house happy, so he had to drag Liu Qingshan and the others to eat at home.

Liu Qingshan and the others hadn't finished their tour yet, so they didn't have time to eat, so they drove to the next stop. Both cars were packed to the brim with people, all village cadres from various villages.

There was really no room in the car, so I hired a moving car, and many people sat on the back of the car.