Wang Daniu hurriedly said, "This is what I asked from the Taoist priest of Zhenwu Temple when I was old and old. Our village is called Zhenwu Temple Village."

Master Lu smacked his lips: "It's not very valuable, it's just a blessing thing. It's a folk custom. How about giving you ten dollars?"

This is really not his intentional price reduction. According to the value of the iron gossip, it is not worth five yuan.

Master Lu mainly wanted to use this object to show off the villagers and know that they did collect things.

"It's done!"

Village Chief Wang smiled happily, took a great unity from the old hat, and then gave his wife a wink:

"Take out the things in the cabinet and ask sir to take a look."

Soon, his wife came back with a small box. After opening it, there were a few silver dollars in it.

Village Chief Wang said happily: "Someone has come to collect it before, and it costs five yuan per dollar, but I can't bear to sell it."

"Okay, I'll give you ten yuan per dollar. At that time, please ask Village Chief Wang to take us to the various houses."

The old hat handed over six more great union photos.

Now, Village Chief Wang was even happier and kept nodding: "Then we will give the box to you to pack together."

When Master Lu heard this, he immediately showed joy. He had been looking at the lacquer box just now, which was much more valuable than Yuan Datou inside.

It seems that this trip has not been in vain. The paint box alone is worth the ticket price.

Uncle Lu was about to put away the lacquer box without showing any expression, but saw a palm resting on the lacquer box, and then he saw Liu Qingshan's clear gaze looking at him:

"Uncle Lu, how much is this paint box worth?"

Liu Qingshan observed his expression and looked at him, and he also saw a rough idea.

Nowadays, if you receive antiques, you will earn money. There is really no need to do anything from black people.

The so-called picking up bargains also depends on the object.

Master Lu's face turned red without feeling the old face: "Three or five hundred yuan is worth it."

In his opinion, this lacquer box is of high quality red color, with gorgeous cloud patterns on it and a bit ethereal, which is really a rare thing.

Liu Qingshan nodded at the old hat: "Uncle Master, give the money."

“Be particular!”

The old hat even gave a thumbs up at his nephew, and then counted out a stack of banknotes and slapped them into Wang Daniu's hand.

Wang Daniu also smiled silly, and slapped Liu Qingshan on the shoulder hard: "You young man are honest and don't be fooled with us. You are a good person!"

His wife also interrupted, "To be honest, a few years ago, a university professor was sent to our village to tinker with antiques. After reading this lacquer box, it was worth 200 yuan."

It was worth 200 a few years ago. Prices have risen in recent years, so it is reasonable to give more

After hearing this, Liu Qingshan and others couldn't help but look at each other: It turned out that they were not stupid, they just tried it.

If they really made other people's things dark, they probably wouldn't have thought of leaving the village.

Uncle Lu looked at Wang Daniu with some self-deprecating self-deprecating words: "Captain Wang, you are testing us."

"Hehe, now this person is getting more and more dishonest, and we are afraid of losing."

Village Chief Wang smiled silly, with a hint of cunning in his smile.

Liu Qingshan felt a little moved: "College Wang, where did this thing come from? I'm afraid that other people's families in the village still have it?"

"It was still the chaos in those years. The young generals in the city demolished the Zhenwu Temple in our village. At least they snatched back something and secretly collected it from the house."

Village Chief Wang no longer concealed it, and he also knew that Liu Qingshan's group was doing business seriously, unlike those guys who cheated and cheated.

Then he arranged for a while and said, "I will use a loudspeaker to notify you if anyone is happy to sell it."

"By the way, the loudspeaker was demolished yesterday. Old man, go to the village to shout."

Seeing Village Chief Wang's wife go out happily, Master Lu couldn't help but be happy: I didn't expect that this trip would have really gained unexpectedly.

He looked at Liu Qingshan again and admired him: Qingshan is still generous in his work, this is the one who accomplishes great things!

In a short while, many villagers gathered at the village chief’s house with their things in their arms.

They also received news that a box from the village chief’s house sold for 500 yuan.

In addition, the village chief’s wife promised that this group of people who collected things were really not lying to others, and everyone was even more motivated.

So everyone started to work hard. Master Lu and Lao Maoer were busy watching the goods, and the payment was handed over to Liu Qingshan.

Wang Xiaobing and Cao Xiaofei were responsible for the management of the old objects collected.

The two brothers were also very open: in this moment, two whole bundles were gone, and the third bundle was already opened, and soon a small half was left.

There are quite a lot of old objects in this village. Master Lu said that most of them should be decorated in the temples in the past.

Like the red lacquer box of Village Chief Wang, they are all set, and they are even rare and rare.

In addition, some incense burners, bowls and dishes are all objects from the early days. Although they are not imperially made, they are all high-quality products.

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

The figure in the statue looks majestic, stepping on the turtle and snake, and is lifelike. According to Master Lu, this is the statue of Emperor Zhenwu.

Things are good things, but they are not suitable to keep them at home, unless a Zhenwu Temple is rebuilt for worship.

Telling the truth to the old man, the old man nodded repeatedly: "Our village is named because of Zhenwu Temple, so I secretly carried the statue away."

"Now the entire village is going to be demolished, and there is really no place to worship it, otherwise I'll give it to you."

Liu Qingshan had no choice but to give the old man two hundred yuan, so he kept this thing for the time being. Then, he would donate it if he rebuilt Zhenwu Temple.

I worked hard for more than two hours, big and small, and bought more than twenty items, which was indeed worth the trip.

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

Not far outside the village, there was a large area of ​​ruins, with only a few side halls, which were still standing there. The hall had long been pushed down by the young generals.

Many of the bricks, tiles, wood and other things inside were taken away by the villagers, and they were all used when they went home to repair the house.

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

He sighed: "If you really re-cultivate the Zhenwu Temple, most of these bricks and tiles can be used."

Liu Qingshan also felt a little regretful. If he put it here, he would be razed to the ground by a bulldozer in a few days.

But if he wants to transport it away, first, there will be no such large place to store it, second, he is not going to practice the Martial Arts View.

"What a pity, the Zhenwu Temple in the past was very effective. Everyone also had a thought in their hearts. If this was completely pushed, they would never be able to see it again."

The old man carrying the statue stood in front of the ruins and sighed, with two lines of turbid tears flowing out of his eyes.

Liu Qingshan felt more in his heart: more than a Zhenwu Temple, how many historical sites are replaced by tall buildings in the wave of capital construction.

The old Maoer suddenly had his eyes lit up: "Qingshan, if you put all these things in it and find a place, you might be able to restore Zhenwu Temple."

After saying that, he turned to Village Chief Wang: "Where has your village been moved to as a whole? Can you build Zhenwu Temple in the new location?"

Wang Daniu Kaba had a long time of eyes: "It's not far from this, but we rural people can't support the matter of building temples."

There was nothing we could do about this, and everyone shook their heads with regret and then returned to the village.

Liu Qingshan and the others collected a lot of goods this time, especially the statue. The car could not be pulled at all, so they could only hire another Da Jiefang and take it back to the old house in Shijia Hutong and put it there first.

When I finished my work, I got home and it was almost dark.

This trip made a lot of gains. All the treasures were sent into the temporary treasure room, and only Master Lu, Lao Maoer and Liu Qingshan were left in the room.

Master Lu then opened his mouth and said, "Green Mountains, ordinary temples or ancient towers, when building buildings, there are underground palaces, and most of the things placed there are good things."

"I think that hall was collapsed directly. Obviously, the underground palace below has not been excavated yet, so I don't know if there is anything good."

The old master uncle obviously knew this and kept nodding. During the day, he mentioned the re-cultivation of the Truth and Martial Arts View, which actually implies this meaning.

But he didn't say it clearly at that time.

Liu Qingshan also thought and said nothing. He was not only thinking about the underground palace, but also the illusory treasure for the time being, and he thought more deeply.

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

But the expenses incurred here are not small numbers.

As for asking for instructions from superiors, forget it. Liang Sicheng, the great architect back then, was not easy to use, let alone a small person who was a slight person.

If you don’t do it well, it’s just a thankless thing, and a waste of energy and money.

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

It can not only preserve such monuments, but also avoid losing money and even continue to create value.

This is a bit difficult, 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 film started to be played, and Aunt Lu was happy when she saw it:

"Okay, Dream of Red Mansions has also started filming TV series. Look at how handsome this girl looks, she is just Lin Daiyu!"

Liu Qingshan has been thinking about things, but he didn't pay attention to it just now. After Aunt Lu shouted, he started to pay attention to TV. It was an introduction to the filming of the TV series "Dream of the Red Chamber".

Since Journey to the West became completely popular, the audience has been looking forward to when other classics will be put on the screen. The attention of Dream of the Red Chamber is also very high, because this book is really special.
To be continued...