Siheyuan: This driver is too arrogant

Golden nanmu, where can we get it done at our house?

It's quite light. Golden nanmu, do you think that thing is like the watermelon sold on the street, which costs [-] cents and [-] cents each?
"Old man, please be considerate. I really can't find golden nanmu. This is the mahogany shipped by my relatives from Southeast Asia. Let's make do with it!" Although Liu Weidong also complained a little, it would be good to have redwood, and golden nanmu...

You can cut me into a human stick and see if I can be used as a golden nanmu pestle here.

"Okay!" The old man squatted down tremblingly, patted the redwood, and listened carefully to the echo from the wood. It was like the sound of gold and stone!
"Yes, yes, this mahogany is the best Siamese rosewood. That's all!" The old man squatted down but couldn't stand up. The two grandsons who followed him hurriedly brought a small bench for the old man to sit down. Waving his hand, "Let's get started!"

"Good grandpa!"

One of the two grandsons took out an ink fountain, and the other took out a chisel, and began to measure and draw lines on the mahogany wood. Liu Weidong looked confused.

These two boys are only in their early twenties. They have no words and no ability to do things well. Can they do it?

"Brother, brother!" Little Gege tugged on his sleeve, "You should speak more leisurely. I think the old man may pass by at any time..."

"Where are you going?"

"Go to Changshengtian!" Little Princess slapped him angrily, "You speak softer! Don't scare the old man!"

When Liu Weidong heard this, he also shuddered. For such an old man who was about to blow out the lamp and pull out the wax in his twilight years, no leader would dare to mess with him, let alone him!

If he went directly to the west of Hexi, he would lose everything and couldn't afford it!

Driver Liu decisively ordered the old man to do whatever he wanted, and everyone had to listen to him. Whoever made the old man angry to death would bear full responsibility!

Now everyone was scared, and they were obedient to the old man. They chased away dogs when he asked him to chase away dogs, and chased away chickens when he asked them to chase away chickens. No one dared to say anything.

In this way, the work progressed very quickly. In less than a week, all the wood was processed and cut according to the old man's instructions, and then spliced ​​one by one according to the number. A wooden frame based on mahogany was erected!

The next work was much easier. The glazed tiles customized by Liu Weidong also arrived and were placed in the courtyard, shining brightly when illuminated by the sun.

The houses with wooden frames were erected quickly, just like stacking logs. When the beams were being erected, many herdsmen came to watch the excitement. Everyone watched eagerly as the Prince's Mansion, which had been burnt to nothing by Uncle Xiang, was rebuilt. The prince has four more grandsons/granddaughters beside him, and they all lament that the prince's palace is prospering again!
The old prince looked at the wooden house rising from the ground, with mixed feelings in his heart. In a trance, he seemed to see his father with a melon skin hat on his head, sitting on the Taishi chair and smoking...

Ugh!
I can’t remember how many years my dad has been gone...

At my age, I will probably have to find his old man soon...

"Grandpa, grandpa, why are you crying?" Little Boy raised his head, saw his grandpa wiping his tears, and shook his arm and asked.

"Grandpa is not crying, he is happy." He picked up the little one and said, "Girl, which of these two big houses do you like?"

"Hmm..." The little girl rolled her eyes, "I like the one on Huangcaoling!"

"why?"

"Because there is grandpa in that house. Wherever grandpa is, I will be there. I am grandpa's caring little baby!" As he said this, he did not forget to kiss the old man, which moved him so much that he almost cried!
Little Gege tugged at Liu Weidong's sleeves, pointed at the little one who had put honey on his mouth to make the old man happy, and curled his lips.

"This person, some are clumsy and can't speak well, and their great achievements are in vain, while some are small-mouthed and just try to put gold on their own faces..."

"I don't think this baby is mine. Brother, did we hold him wrong in the hospital?"

"That's not possible. Our family was the only one who gave birth to a baby in the mining area hospital that day." Liu Weidong laughed, and then received a small fist from his wife.

"Stop making trouble, let's set off firecrackers!"

Regardless of whether it is a prince's palace or an ordinary farmer's house, firecrackers are set off when building the upper beams of a house. After a crackling sound, a thick redwood is slowly hoisted to the wooden frame, settled firmly, embedded in the tenon, and a string of copper coins. Wear it with red rope and hang it from the beam.

After finishing the roof beams, the intense and busy work of roofing began. The structure of the Prince's Mansion is slightly different from that of the capital. The walls are thicker, and the cornices and brackets have more blue and white patterns. This is the most popular style of the Mongolian people. favourite colour.

The house was built very quickly. In just a few days, the walls were completed. They were all red bricks bonded with Sanhe soil, matched with mahogany pillars, and then painted with a layer of oil paint. It looked exactly the same.

Joinery work such as window sills is also being made in full swing. An electric planer is working day and night, cutting out thin redwood pieces, and then grooving them. Thanks to the availability of modern tools, it is now easier to do these carpentry tasks. But it is much faster and more precise than in ancient times.

The walls needed painting. Master Zhuge and his wife led their young apprentice there. They were really unsure about this big project.

"Hoho, here I come!" The little one jumped up and down with excitement, painting his own house. It was so fun!
The little girl took out a complete set of oil paints, first made a square frame on the wall with a brush, and then took the reins and picked up the brush to scribble on it.

After a while, the image of a middle-aged man with a prancing horse and a whip appeared on the wall. The background was blue sky, white clouds and green grass. It looked very energetic and galloping.

"Second brother, who is this you drew?" Little Gege tilted her head and looked at it for a long time, secretly giving a thumbs up, her daughter's painting skills are getting better and better!

She only studied for a few days!
This child's talent is simply frightening!
"Grandpa!" The little boy pointed at the gun on the back of the horseman, "Grandpa is like those heroes on TV, riding a horse and carrying a gun to kill the little devils, ho ho!"

"It's really good!" The old prince also came over, looked at the painting his granddaughter had painted for him, and smiled with satisfaction, "Not to mention that it really looks like me back then."

"You little thing!" Little Gege was also a little proud. After all, she is her daughter. Now that the girl has been praised, her face as a mother also shines.

"Hoho, I'm not a little thing, I'm a great painter!" The little one jumped up and down, "Mom, I'll paint a picture for you too!"

"What do you want to draw for your mother?"

"Draw a mother spanking her child..."

"You..." Little Gege was so angry that her eyes widened!
"You stop for me!"

"Hehe, I'll get beaten if I stop, I'm not stupid..."

This quirky little girl ran away with her paintbrush in hand.

Director Dema walked around the built house with her little hands behind her back. She still felt that something was wrong. She walked into the house again, looked at the newly finished set of mahogany furniture, and rubbed her nose, "This, this furniture, are all too." Is the burn gone?”

"Isn't it? When Uncle Xiang became famous, nothing was left." Director Dema frowned slightly, "This old man doesn't know how to protect cultural relics..." She touched the furniture and felt it was a bit new, so she asked around Can the carpenters aged the furniture make it look more authentic?

"It can't be fixed. Old things are old things, and you can't make them look old." Everyone was talking, and Dema was a little embarrassed. She turned to look at Liu Weidong, "Chairman Liu, look, this is still new wood. If someone sees it, shouldn’t they scold us for pretending the new one is the old one to fool people?”

Liu Weidong laughed, "I also know that the new one won't work, but what can I do? I can't dig Uncle Xiang out of the soil and slap them both!"

"I almost forgot, did you dig out Uncle Xiang's bones when you were clearing the foundation?"

"It's been so many years since he died..."

"I'm afraid that the old man's ghost is still there and he causes some weird things, and then our work will be in vain!" Dema thought a lot.

Next to the prince's palace, a commercial street has been built to sell some Mongolian specialties. Odengrad is leading his wife to clean up the store. He has made up his mind to open a roast lamb shop and make a lot of money!
In the distance, the renovated Sera Zhao is also under busy construction.

"Overall, it's pretty good. I hope we can cooperate sincerely and rely on history to turn the Prince's Mansion into a tourist attraction and promote national culture..."

Liu Weidong listened quietly without saying a word.

say what?
He even felt that Dema's idea was a bit ridiculous. The geographical location of the Prince's Mansion was not good. It belonged to the backwater area of ​​the Jimulun River. In ancient times, it was for the convenience of being close to water sources and drinking livestock. However, in modern times, the terrain is very uncomfortable. Convenient, at least a road leading to the outside must be built!

Furthermore, there are 49 flags in Inner Mongolia, and each flag has a hereditary prince or the Duke of Zhasak Town. If they all rush to engage in tourism, then...

The scene will be very spectacular!
Dema pushed open a room. Inside, there were murals taken from the tomb of Yelu Longyou, the son of the Empress Dowager Xiao Yanyan of the Liao Dynasty. The huge stones were restored one by one in the order they were originally placed, without damaging the foundation of the overall structure. Has been refined.

Because all mineral pigments were used in the murals at that time, they could not change color after thousands of years.

The Taoist classics taken out of Yelu Longyou's tomb were also restored and placed in vacuum-sealed glass covers. Many copies were made and sent to various museums and teaching and research institutions for archiving and reading.

"By the way, we also want to come over that treasure dug up by Hongshan Culture. This matter..."

Dema was used to being a leader. She was about to give Liu Weidong an order when she suddenly remembered that Liu Weidong was much higher than her and blushed. "Well, Chairman Liu, can you think of a way?"

"This needs to be communicated with the people from the Cultural Relics Bureau. Now Director Li and the others have hid the excavated Hongshan cultural treasures in their own museum..." Liu Weidong kicked the ball. He had already disliked this Dema.

A mere bureau-level cadre dared to yell at me!

What is your identity?
"Then look at this..."

"Director Li and the Cultural Relics Bureau and I are not in the same system, and I can't help." Liu Weidong smiled politely, "I need to trouble you a little more!"

Dema's face looked very ugly. She finally had enough understanding of how much she weighed!

Not to mention those from the Cultural Relics Bureau, even those in charge of cultural relics in the province are speechless!
Too bad I offended Liu Weidong...

Dema walked around the newly renovated Prince's Mansion in a depressed mood. The quality of the construction was nothing to say, and it was basically rebuilt according to the proportions of the original Prince's Mansion. Although golden nanmu was not available as a material, Redwood is not bad either.

The most important thing is that Liu Weidong is extremely efficient. From the start of the construction to the completion of the Prince's Mansion, it only took one month!

That's how fast it is!
Liu Weidong didn't think this thing was that complicated. As long as he had money, he could do it, not to mention rebuilding the prince's palace, but also rebuilding the palaces of all the princes on the grassland or the Duke of Zasak Town!

The premise is that the old man from the former Qing Palace Construction Office who was invited does not blow out the lamp and pull out the wax all of a sudden.

The old man does have a way.

Now that the Prince's Palace has been re-erected, Sera Zhao in the distance is also being rebuilt. Herdsmen have come to donate money and contribute to the rebuilding of the temple.

Little Princess wanted to donate some money to Sera Zhao and set up a memorial tablet for the scribe, but the old prince firmly disagreed. He did not think that these clay statues had any so-called magic power.

If it hadn't been for the Banner Culture and Tourism Bureau's troubles, which forced Sera to be repaired near the prince's residence, the old prince would have demolished the temple long ago!
Foolishness!

Liu Weidong had no choice but to come over and smooth things over to prevent the father and daughter from quarreling over this trivial matter. The old prince angrily picked up the fourth child and squeezed his granddaughter's hand, "Baby, tell me if your mother is confused. Even an old man like me has looked away. , she, a highly educated person, actually believes in these things!”

"Abba, you haven't witnessed the death of the great monk, so of course you don't believe it!" Little Gege brought a bowl of tea and wanted to admit her mistake to her father, but she still stubbornly wanted to explain to her father that some things were not right. It's not black and white. If you don't admit it, it won't exist.

"A bunch of nonsense!" The old man dismissed it. The fourth child raised his little head, looked at his grandfather and then his mother, and suddenly started to giggle.

"Why are you laughing!" Little Gege glared at her daughter. The little guy's nose quivered and tears fell down. The old man felt extremely distressed. He gave Little Gege a blank look and said, "Go away, don't scare my grandson here. !”

"Hmph, brother, let's go!"

Little Princess tugged on Liu Weidong's sleeve. As a husband, between father-in-law and daughter-in-law, he must...

Stand on your wife’s side!

The quarrel between the two men is their business. If he doesn't know his side clearly, both of them will regard him as the bad guy!
"It's not like I'm superstitious, I just want to do my best for the great monk, but my father is blocking me horizontally and vertically. It's really annoying!" Little Gege sat at the door of her house, looking at the blue sky and white clouds with a depressed expression. , Ao Qier ran over wagging his tail, lay down at the feet of the two of them, turned his belly, hugged Liu Weidong's thigh with his two front paws, and wanted to bite it with his second teeth.

Liu Weidong stretched out his hand and pinched the dog's ears, "You too, let's just donate it quietly ourselves, just don't let dad know."

"Alas!" Little Gege sighed, "Brother, will you be so stubborn when you get old? If I say east, you have to go west?"

"Absolutely not!" Liu Weidong hurriedly raised his hand, "When I get old, I will go wherever you tell me to go. If I hesitate at all, it will be a crime!"

"Hee hee!" Little Gege laughed so hard that she put her hand on his shoulder and sighed quietly, "Oh, if dad has a grandson, he doesn't want me as a daughter. My husband still loves me!"

"That's right, which one of us will follow the other!"

"That's right, we are old guys!"

Little Princess has a free and easy temper, and after less than 10 minutes, she was in full swing. She took Liu Weidong's hand and went to the grassland to watch the cows and sheep grazing. A cloud floated in the sky, and a light rain began to fall. The couple laughed and laughed. He ran back to the yurt and looked at his childish parents. The little one sighed repeatedly!
These two things really don’t make me worry! (End of chapter)