Goldfinger is a bit strange

Liu Qingshan and his party have been busy in England for more than half a month.

By the time they returned to the capital, it was already the end of December, the coldest time of the year, and even the crowds at the airport were in a hurry.

However, there was a group of people standing in the cold wind, looking forward to it.

"Boss, they're coming out!" Cao Xiaofei shouted, and everyone cheered to welcome Liu Qingshan and others. They were all wearing down jackets and carrying suitcases in their hands. They were quite travel-worn.

"Teacher, why are you here!" said Fatty Jin, because he found that the crowd was surrounded by a fat old man, who turned out to be his mentor.

Liu Qingshan was also quite surprised and quickly stepped forward: "Old sir, why are you here in such a cold weather!"

Mr. Yuan Bai picked up his hand and waved it gently: "If you don't take a look, you won't be able to sleep or eat well."

Liu Qingshan naturally knew what the old man was talking about, so he stopped talking, greeted Wang Xiaobing and Cao Xiaofei, and helped the old man get into the car first.

There were also several experts from the museum who came to pick them up. The deputy dean, Researcher Shan, led the team, and there were also Uncle Lu and others, all from the Qingshan Museum.

In addition to the incoming bus, there are also several passenger trucks, all of which are on standby.

After all the consigned items have been collected, loading begins.

The largest item is a large wooden box over two meters high, packed tightly.

There are also two smaller ones, which are also the same.

Most of them are boxes containing ancient books.

, After selling many cars, they were transported back to Liu Qingshan in one trip. Of course, they couldn’t go home first. They followed the convoy and went to the Qingshan Museum first.

Along the newly built outer ring, we went around to the museum. Everyone carefully carried the boxes into the museum. It was warm as spring inside because there was special heating equipment.

After finishing their work, everyone gathered around the box, with extremely eager eyes. Fatty Jin opened a box first with a smile: "Look, this is a Song Dynasty book that I found with my own hands."

Everyone went up to take a look and nodded: the paper was made of leather and the fonts on it were solemn and majestic, which indeed showed superb carving and printing technology. No wonder Fatty Jin was so good at it.

"This is even more powerful. It is the handwriting of Dongpo layman." Mr. Bai also showed another treasure.

Everyone gathered around him again to praise him, and of course they were filled with envy.

But these are just appetizers, the real main course is the two important items that have been exchanged.

Everyone gathered around the tallest wooden box. The museum workers carefully unboxed it, first removing the outer wooden boards and a layer of cardboard inside. After opening the box, they cleaned up all the fillings and finally revealed the Liao Sancai inside. Arhat statue.

"Wow!"

There was an exclamation in the hall.

What appears in front of you is a three-color Buddha statue of yellow, green and white, which is as lifelike as a real person, sitting cross-legged and meditating.

The face is lifelike, the hands are in a mudra in front of the abdomen, and the fingers are the same as those of a real person.

The painted sculpture is dressed in green monk's robes and a golden frame, and the folds of the clothes are all visible.

The whole statue of Arhat has a solemn appearance, which makes people feel respectful when looking at it, making people have the urge to pay homage.

"Amitabha." I don't know who it was, but I couldn't help but recited it.

Researcher Shan also said softly:

At that time, when the portrait of Japan's Jianzhen master returned to China and was put on display, a poet sang like this: The blind saint returned to his hometown, and cauliflower blossoms were everywhere. "

"This situation and this scene are even better than that day!"

Everyone nodded repeatedly. After all, the Arhat statue in front of Jing Jing had really returned home. "If all the Liao Sancai Arhat statues living overseas can go home and be reunited, I will die without regrets." Fatty Jin also put away the smile on his face. The smile becomes extremely serious,

Liu Qingshan had already secretly made a decision in his heart.

There were also several reporters present. After getting permission, they took pictures. This was a good news subject.

After everyone admired it for a long time, the Arhat statue was moved to the warehouse and the corresponding booths and cabinets were made before it could be officially displayed.

Later, two smaller boxes were also opened.

Two extremely authentic Yuan blue and white elephant trunk bottles with dragon patterns are displayed in front of everyone.

Everyone's heart can only be described as shocked.

"This is the most important weapon of the country." Researcher Shan shook his head in admiration.

When he saw the two large jars with blue and white figures at the Qingshan Museum, he was already filled with admiration.

But compared with the two elephant trunk bottles in front of me, they pale into insignificance.

The experts marveled, and then watched eagerly as the baby was put into the warehouse.

Liu Qingshan is also satisfied: his museum now has three Yuan blue and white pieces, which are considered unique.

The reporters also left happily and took the time to go back and write articles.

After all the outsiders had dispersed, only Mr. Yuan Bai, Researcher Shan and others were left. Liu Qingshan opened a wooden box and then Master Bai carefully took out the silk scroll from the inside. Look at the second master's appearance, even if it was He probably wasn't so careful when he was holding his own grandson.

The scroll was laid flat on the table and had been simply dusted by Mr. Bai, so the picture looked much clearer.

Mr. Yuan Bai held up a magnifying glass and couldn't wait to check the seal on the painting.

Several people around him also held their breath and did not dare to breathe out.

After watching for more than half an hour, Mr. Yuan Bai finally raised his head. He blinked hard and his usually calm face showed great excitement.

Fatty Jin quickly helped the teacher sit on the chair, and someone next to him brought a cup of tea.

After a short pause, the old man suddenly let out a long sigh: "Seeing the authentic work of the painting saint makes me feel like I am in heaven."

Huh, everyone let out a long sigh, and Liu Qingshan clenched his fists: It is indeed the authentic work of Wu Daozi.

Now he just wanted to laugh three times: God will not let down those who work hard, and there is a will in the dark. This is through his hand, so that this national treasure can return. Mr. Bai, who is so old, cried with joy: "Don't worry, no matter what, I will completely restore this national treasure, otherwise, I will die with my eyes open!"

Fatty Jin danced like a child:

"Haha, we can actually find the work of the painting saint, this is enough to brag about for a lifetime! "

Although the real owner of this painting is Liu Qingshan, is it important to them?

It's not important, not at all. As long as this thing is preserved in the land of China, it is the common spiritual wealth of all people.

And Qingshan Museum, with this work of the painting saint, is equivalent to owning the treasure of the town.

Even the most picky appraisers, when they come here, dare not say anything, this private museum is not good enough. What's more, in the calligraphy and painting museum, there are national treasures such as the Red and White Hibiscus Picture.

In the ceramics museum, there are Ru kiln porcelains from the Song Dynasty, blue and white porcelain from the Yuan Dynasty, and chicken jars from the Ming Dynasty. Cups, official kiln porcelains of the Qing Dynasty, all of which have been passed down in an orderly manner.

In the Bronze Museum, although there are no national treasures like the Shang and Zhou bronze tripods, but the Xuande furnace, bronze animal heads, etc. are also very precious.

These are the cultural relics that best represent the characteristics of China. Qingshan Museum has enough cultural relics to support it. It can be said that it is not inferior to those large national museums. Liu Qingshan is proud of it.

However, Liu Qingshan did not get complacent, because he knew that compared with the precious cultural relics lost overseas, he was just a drop in the bucket and still needed to work hard.

"How much is this painting by Wu Daozi worth?" Lao Maoer couldn't help but asked a more layman's question.

Because everyone knows that such treasures are priceless, but there must be a value to measure them.

"It is worth tens of millions of yuan after all. "Researcher Shan sighed. Even their museum was jealous.

Liu Qingshan knew better. Now it was tens of millions of yuan. After a few decades, it would be hundreds of millions or even billions.

This deal with the British Museum will definitely be a big profit.

Mr. Yuan Bai reminded: "Qingshan, let this matter be kept quiet for a few years before announcing it to the public."

Liu Qingshan nodded and understood the kindness of the old man.

Looking at the time, it was already evening, so Liu Qingshan arranged to go to the restaurant in the film and television city to celebrate.

Mr. Yuan Bai shook his hand: "This big meal is enough for me to savor for a long time. "

Everyone laughed along. Didn't they feel the same way in their hearts?

The food for the soul is even more memorable. Liu Qingshan arranged for a driver to send the old man back. Fatty Jin, who was tired from the journey, also followed him back.

Researcher Shan and the others also said goodbye. There is a long way to go. They must go to Qingshan Museum frequently during this period.

Liu Qingshan then led everyone home. When they arrived at the house in Liulichang, it was already dark.

"Brother,

Accompanied by a few crisp calls, the fourth, fifth and sixth children rushed up together, surrounded Liu Qingshan, and jumped and jumped.

Liu Qingshan patted their little heads one by one: "Come in first, it's cold outside."

"No matter how cold it is, it's not as cold as our hometown. Let's have winter vacation soon so that we can go home." The little fourth child pulled his brother's arm and jumped into the house.

Liu Qingshan's mouth curled up slightly: Yes, it's time to go home. There are still wives and children at home. Mother and dumb grandfather are also there. After dumb grandfather and others come back first, it will naturally be lively again.

The sound received such a great honor, and everyone was jubilant.

The dumb grandfather was also received by the highest again, and took the opportunity to submit a proposal on the development of the traditional Chinese medicine industry.

Then the dumb grandfather began to devote himself to the treatment of the king of the universe. This is a long process, and a special medical team was set up.

The dumb grandfather gave a treatment plan, and the rest was handled by specific doctors. Only then was the dumb grandfather able to get out.

In the future, just come to understand the situation every few months.

Xiao Liuzi also has a job. The pills she prepared for Princess Sofia have been sent to the embassy, ​​and she also received a call from Sofia.

When the family gathered together and prepared to have dinner, they heard the crackling sound of firecrackers in the alley outside.

"Let's set off firecrackers too." Xiao Lao Si immediately got busy.

"What day is today?" Liu Qingshan asked in surprise.

The fourth child laughed: "Brother, you are confused, right? Today is New Year's Day, the solar calendar year!'

Liu Qingshan also laughed dumbly. He was so busy in the museum during this period that he didn't expect that the new year would come again.

The fourth and fifth children each carried a string of firecrackers, and the sixth child was responsible for lighting them.

Amid the cheerful sound of firecrackers, Liu Qingshan's smile was particularly bright. 992! A more magnificent era is coming.

March, early spring.

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The gloomy sky was gray and black, revealing a heavy depression, as if someone had splashed ink on rice paper, and the ink soaked the sky and smudged the clouds.

The clouds overlapped and blended with each other, spreading crimson lightning and rumbling thunder.

It was like the roar of gods, echoing in the world.

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The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim bloody rain.

The city was in ruins, everything was withered, collapsed houses could be seen everywhere, and blue-black corpses and pieces of meat were like broken autumn leaves, withering silently.

The streets that were bustling in the past are now bleak.

The sandy road that was once crowded with people is no longer noisy.

Only blood mud mixed with pieces of meat, dust, and paper remained, and it was indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking.

Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck in the mud, full of sadness, with only an abandoned rabbit doll hanging on the shaft, swaying in the wind.

The white fur had long been soaked into wet red, full of eerie and weirdness.

The turbid eyes seemed to have some resentment, looking alone at the mottled stones in front.

There, a figure was lying.

This was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, with ragged clothes and full of dirt, and a broken leather bag tied around his waist.

The boy squinted his eyes and did not move. The biting cold penetrated his shabby coat from all directions, swept through his whole body, and gradually took away his body temperature.

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Following his gaze, a skinny vulture was gnawing on the rotten corpse of a wild dog, and sometimes vigilantly observing the surroundings.

It seems that in this dangerous ruin, the slightest movement will cause it to take off instantly.

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After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally completely sank its head into the belly of the wild dog.

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