After leaving the classroom, Zhang Pengfei saw that there were not many people nearby, so he suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Liu Qingshan's arm:

"The fourth brother, our policy is to be honest and strict, and to resist more strictly!"

He was also in front of the classroom just now, so he saw the numbers on the receipt and was really shocked.

The Wei Bing on the other side also pretended to hold Liu Qingshan's other arm:

"Fourth brother, it turns out that you are a mogul hidden in the people. Haha, the village of 100,000 yuan is indeed not blown up."

"Second, what kind of village is a hundred thousand yuan?"

Zhang Pengfei is devoted to studying, and obviously doesn't understand these things very well.

Wei Bing explained to him: "Boss, you don't know. The fourth brother is the only leader of a village in our country of 100,000 yuan. He has been on the People's Daily newspaper several times!"

Ah...this!

Boss Zhang's big mouth can stuff a big goose egg into it.

After a long time, he came to his senses. He stared at Liu Qingshan with a serious expression:

"Second, you are really hiding deeply. In order to punish you for your deceptive behavior, you treat me at noon today. Quanjude, I will have two roast ducks alone!"

Liu Qingshan also replied with a smile: "Boss, I think it's better to hand over the donation first. If you put it in your pocket and then lose it, you will be in trouble."

When Zhang Pengfei heard this, he quickly covered his pocket with one hand, and then ran away without a trace.

"Second, it's enough for us brothers to know about this kind of thing." Liu Qingshan looked at Wei Bing with a smile again.

"yes!"

Wei Bing stood at attention, then grinned and said, "When will I go to Quanjude? If I eat roast duck and eat beautiful food, maybe I will forget about this?"

"You guys." Liu Qingshan simply ignored them, rode his bicycle and left the school gate.

He was going to go to Huaqing opposite, and Zheng Xiaoxiao should have entered school, so he would of course say hello when there was no class today.

Zheng Xiaoxiao entered Beijing much earlier than him and has been living at his uncle's house.

He pushed the car into Huaqing, but was not blocked. It was estimated that the guard also regarded him as a student or a young faculty member here.

But Liu Qingshan finally returned disappointed. The campus was too big and the phone was not popular at this time. There was no phone installed in the dormitory. It was really hard to find someone.

After leaving the school gate, Liu Qingshan couldn't help but grab the back of his head: Could it be that the one who is opposite the door has to write a letter first and ask for the specific address?

Anyway, I have come out, so I'd just go home and see the situation of the relocation there.

When he rode his bicycle and returned home, only Aunt Lu was at home, and the rest were all gone to the construction site.

After eating, Liu Qingshan rode his bicycle over there again. Fortunately, after riding for a while, there were fewer and fewer pedestrians and vehicles, so he could also ride with his arms and speed.

The closest one is Zhenwu Temple Village. Liu Qingshan came to the village. There were dozens of people in the ruins of Zhenwu Temple, working very enthusiastically.

I saw the old master uncle from afar. Who said his big bald head was particularly eye-catching?

Liu Qingshan got closer and saw that Wang Zhan, Master Lu and others were all here.

There was also the writer Shu who was leading a group of people, shouting and commanding.

Many villagers were busy working in front of the abandoned hall with shovels, picks, tiles and knives.

There are also some old men who drive donkey carts or horse-drawn carts to transport the removed building materials back and forth.

Now, before the subsequent large troops arrived, they organized these villagers to work first.

These villages really support them, and everyone works for free.

Because after these buildings were rebuilt, they could burn incense and make wishes as they were before.

Demolition of these ancient buildings is also a science. When old craftsmen were working, they were called craftsmanship. The wood was all mortise and tenon structures. If it was demolished hard, it would be ruined.

There are also those walls and foundations that cannot be directly used on machinery. They have to be taken down slowly by hand, brick by brick, and tile. It is indeed a time-consuming and laborious project.

"Aoyama is here, why are you skipping class?"

Master Lu was joking with joy.

After saying that, he pulled Liu Qingshan to the side hall: "Hehe, it's really not in vain. I found a lot of good things underground in the main hall."

Look at the utensils compiled in the side hall, most of which are metal objects, incense burners and wax skewers, and I think they were buried directly inside when the main hall was knocked down.

"We have collected a batch a few days ago. Let's keep these in the new temples in the future. Anyway, it's ours."

Liu Qingshan and Master Lu discussed that if they hid all these things privately, they would definitely be looked down upon and thought they had ulterior motives.

Just like Writer Shu and the consultants he invited, they are all knowledgeable.

"Yes, why didn't I expect it?" Uncle Lu suddenly realized that the entire film and television base built in the future belonged to them, and the things inside were of course no exception.

He just got used to collecting things and didn't turn around for a while.

"What about the things in the underground palace?" Master Lu leaned into Liu Qingshan's ear and asked softly.

"Is there any?" Liu Qingshan felt that this matter was a bit unreliable.

Uncle Lu's expression became serious: "According to the cleaned place, there will definitely be something, but I don't know what kind of treasure it is."

"I'm afraid that the things I made are too eye-catching, so I'll be taken away by the superiors."

This question is what Uncle Lu is most worried about. If that is the case, wouldn’t they be in vain? It would be a loss if they think about it.

Liu Qingshan also thought for a while: "Uncle Lu, if I add my uncle, Xiao Fei and Xiaobing, can I discover it?"

"It should be almost the same. It's usually a iron letter or something. Just get it done." Uncle Lu nodded.

"We'll do it tonight without further ado."

Liu Qingshan also thought he should give it a try, after all, he should be rewarded with such a lot of manpower and material resources.

After the two of them discussed, they came out again and told their people separately.

As for those who wrote Shu, there is no need to let others know.

However, Liu Qingshan still went over and said hello, regardless of whether he smoked or not, and sent a box of two cigarettes he brought.

The rest was given to Wang Daniu and asked him to take it apart for the villagers to smoke.

"Peony, good smoke."

Wang Daniu also smiled and first stuffed a box into his pocket, then he called the villagers to thank him, drink some water, and smoke a cigarette.

"Qingshan, why are you free to come here today?" Writer Shu also seemed very intimate when he saw Liu Qingshan.

In the past two days, he has been growing up on the construction site and conscientiously fulfilling his duties as a consultant.

Although it is hot and tired, Shu's heart is becoming more and more at ease.

The work he is doing now is something he always wants to do but cannot do, so he is particularly close to Liu Qingshan and others in his heart.

"The class will be officially started tomorrow." Liu Qingshan went up and shook hands.

"Oh, Mr. Liu is still in college, which school is it?" Writer Shu really didn't know this, and he couldn't help but be amazed.

"I'm from Peking University and I just entered school this year." Liu Qingshan had nothing to hide.

Writer Shu looked at him again and felt a lot of emotion in his heart: It's amazing, it's amazing.

Nowadays, colleges cannot be achieved by relying on relationships, so they have to rely on real talent and knowledge.

For example, the current Principal Ding of the University of Beijing is the one who can’t stand the sand in his eyes.

How old is this young Mr. Liu? Not only is he a prestigious university, but he is also a young man who has already started such a big career. Why isn’t it admirable?

So he smiled and said, "In a few days, I happen to have a lecture at your school, mainly to recall my father. I hope you can come to participate if you have time."

"It must be certain."

Liu Qingshan also nodded and agreed, and the two sides had agreed.

Afterwards, Writer Shu excitedly introduced the people he found to Liu Qingshan one by one. Speaking of which, they were all like-minded, so they had a great time talking to each other as soon as they met.

Of course these people were happy. First, this is what they like to do, and second, there are subsidies.

The manager Wang Zhan and Wang all said that the monthly subsidy of 200 yuan is higher than their salary or retirement wages.

When they learned that Mr. Liu was still a student of Peking University, these people immediately looked up to him again.

Nowadays, graduates from Peking University can really be said to have a bright future.

Everyone was excited and worked until the sun sets westward. The villagers left in donkey carriages, and most of them had moved to the new site.

Originally, there were still a few people who were keeping vigils at night, but Uncle Lu said that they would stay here tonight, so all the villagers left.

Shu Zu and his group were also sent back to the city by Cao Xiaofei and Wang Xiaobing in a car.

Their treatment is quite good. As long as they come, they will be picked up by car.

After the two drivers drove the car back, they picked up the remaining people, found a small shop nearby, had a full meal, and then went back.

It was already dark, and there was no construction at night, so it was silent here, with only the chirping of autumn insects, which made it even more peaceful.

"Start work, dig from here."

Master Lu, who had been waiting for a long time, had already checked the location. Everyone moved their shovels and picks to start digging out the bluestone slabs on the surface.
To be continued...