When he walked out of the treasure room, everyone was still taking photos in front of the dinosaur fossils. Liu Qingshan noticed that the poet's eyes were a little straight, and he probably was stimulated again. I'm afraid a new work would be born.

Liu Qingshan shouted loudly: "Let's go, there is another museum, which is much closer than dinosaurs. It is the ancient human museum four or five thousand years ago."

Then we have to look at it even more. Chinese people have always respected their ancestors the most.

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

At the top is a row of eye-catching big characters: Hongshan Culture Qingshan Town Ruins Museum.

"Xiao Shanzi, your place is not simple. We are worth the trip." Mr. Biao nodded repeatedly.

An old Taiwanese compatriot next to him also nodded frequently: "Searching for roots, this is our root!"

Can this all be linked together?

Liu Qingshan felt a little surprised at first, but then he thought about it, it was true: the tree was a thousand feet tall and the leaves fell back to their roots.

It seems that the application to build this ancient human museum is extremely correct. Although it was invested by Jiapigou, all the cultural relics inside are state-owned, but they are still rooted here.

This is only part of the museum, and there are excavated sites not far away.

Over there, Liu Qingshan thought that he would also have to plan well in the future, and it would be best to restore an ancient tribe, including housing, tools used, production and life scenarios, etc.

I believe that this will definitely attract tourists, especially those who have improved their living standards in the future. If you experience the life of primitive people again, you will probably be popular.

The most important thing is that only by being able to experience the hardships of the survival of ancient ancestors will cherish the present more, just treat it as remembering the bitterness and thinking about the sweetness.

Liu Qingshan led the team naturally without buying tickets. There were also two young girls who were here to be tour guides and guided them diligently.

Liu Qingshan looked at one of the girls with otaku faces and found out after asking that, he turned out to be the three daughters of Secretary Sun Hongtao of the commune, named Sun Xiaohong.

Another family member who is also a commune cadre, can do it, just treat it as helping the family arrange work.

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

The little girl is less than eighteen years old and comes here to work just after graduating from junior high school.

"Professor Yan and his friends gave us a few books and some materials. Xiaohui and I are free to study every day." Sun Xiaohong is a girl she likes to talk about.

Liu Qingshan nodded: "Then study hard, don't be too many tourists in the future and you're stuck with others, that's embarrassing."

Sun Xiaohong agreed and led the people into the hall.

It is also very spacious, with an area of ​​more than 1,000 square meters.

"Dear comrades, we are divided into five exhibition areas: production, life, and sacrifice. The classification is detailed and complete. Please come with me."

Sun Xiaohong's voice was very crisp, and her face turned a little red. It can be seen that the little girl was a little nervous.

In fact, this is the first time that the inauguration ceremony has been welcomed by formal tourists.

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

Liu Qingshan nodded slightly and cast an encouraging look at her: Not bad, just exercise.

First, we came to the production area, and in the transparent display cabinet, hundreds of objects were displayed, which were subdivided into pottery, stone tools, bone tools and the most precious jade tools.

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

Especially one of the jade dragons in shape is even more fascinating.

An old man was excited and his body trembled slightly: "That's amazing. These are the treasures of the country. We descendants also feel proud and proud to have such hardworking and wise ancestors!"

Everyone was worried, and when they were in this ancient civilization, they felt a sense of pride in their hearts.

Suddenly, a low voice suddenly rang out in the exhibition hall.

The sound was like a thunder from afar, coming from the sky, becoming louder and louder, and finally shocking everyone's ears:

"Like all poets who regard dreams as horses"

"I'm flying towards the sun"

"The sun is my name"

"The sun is my life"

"Riding a phoenix for five thousand years and a dragon named horse"

"Fly bravely towards the sun..."

Everyone looked at the poet in shock and saw him raising his arms high, as if he was really about to fly into the air.

Liu Qingshan was delighted. He knew that this was a representative work by Haizi, using dreams as horses.

However, this is very different from the original work, and there is no such darkness of self-destruction.
Chapter completed!