Goldfinger is a bit strange

"Wow, we're in the capital. This is the capital!"

"Wow, so many cars, so many buildings, so many people!"

"Tiananmen, we are going to Tiananmen!"

After leaving the Capital Station, the children in Jiapigou started cheering like happy little swallows.

The old men and women also opened their eyes wide and looked at everything around them, all with excited faces.

Capital, we are finally here!

The end of September in the capital is the most pleasant time of the year. There are not many motor vehicles at this time, so the air is not bad.

Liu Qingshan looked at the time and saw that it was almost five o'clock in the afternoon. He quickly shouted: "I'm going to see Tiananmen tomorrow morning. Now let's go to where we live!"

The place where they stayed was the guest house that Lin Zizhou helped contact. If these people stayed in a small hotel, they would probably be divided into several groups, which would be too inconvenient to manage.

"Brother, Xiao Shanzi!" came a loud voice, it was Senior Uncle Mao'er, riding a three-wheeler, waving to them.

These people were conspicuous wherever they went, so the old man who came to pick them up noticed them immediately.

"Just one tricycle can't pull more than a hundred of us." Da Zhangluo heard Liu Qingshan say that there was a pick-up bus, but it was just a tricycle after all the fuss?

The old branch secretary waved his hand: "Whatever car we take, we can just walk. It's ten miles away, is it still a problem for us?"

"I think it's okay, I can just take a stroll and take a look." Everyone agreed in unison.

Liu Qingshan asked his uncle that the guest house where they were staying was only four or five miles away, so he should walk.

People with bad legs and feet like Grandpa Guaizi and Second Grandpa ride tricycles.

Children who are too young will be held by people riding in the car.

The old man helped to call a few colleagues to be responsible for pulling people and goods. The rest of the people were all light-footed and lined up in a long line, strolling on the streets of the capital.

"I looked around, but I couldn't see Tiananmen Square..."

Zhang Gangzi had a smile on his face, looking around and humming.

"This capital is bigger than our county!"

This is the sigh of the third grandmother.

The little kids were chattering even more excitedly as they explored this new world. A trolley bus would cause a lot of discussion among them.

They were looking at the scenery, but they didn't know that in the eyes of others, their group was also a unique scenery.

Two rows of little yellow riding hoods and two rows of little red riding hoods are quite eye-catching walking along the roadside.

"stop!"

Liu Qingshan's shouts came from the front, and the large army slowly stopped.

I saw Liu Qingshan coming to the old lady pushing a popsicle cart at the corner of the street: "Mom, how many popsicles are left? Let's wrap them up."

The old lady looked at them and said, "I only have more than thirty pieces left. It's not enough. I'll find someone to help you get it together."

"Then let's give it to the little kid first. There's also soda. Let's get a bottle each first!" Liu Qingshan waved his hand and called Da Zhangluo to come over and settle the accounts.

"Well, let's also try some popsicles from the capital."

"Hiccup, there's so much energy in this soda!"

"It's worth it if you can have a sip of soda from the capital." The third grandmother took out her handkerchief and gently wiped the corners of her eyes.

Drinking a bottle of soda made me cry.

But Liu Qingshan can understand the mood of the elderly: most of them drink soda for the first time in their lives.

Maybe this trip to the capital will break many firsts in their lives?

So he smiled and said: "Third Grandma, just live a good life. From now on, we will organize travel every year, and we can go abroad!"

"That's good. That's good. Sanfeng, thanks to you. Otherwise, the third grandma would never dare to think that she could come to the capital."

The old lady did seem a little excited, but these words also expressed everyone's feelings.

The old people all looked at Liu Qingshan with a smile. It was the boy they watched grow up who led them to where they are today.

After walking for more than an hour while admiring the scenery, we finally reached our destination.

Liu Qingshan's family has also been here before. It is a guest house of the cultural department or a renovated underground air-raid shelter.

Dinner was eaten at the guest house. After dinner, there were no activities arranged. After all, riding in the car was tiring. Although everyone was in high spirits now, Liu Qingshan knew that he still needed to rest.

After settling down here, leaving Gao Feng to take care of them, Liu Qingshan's family, together with the mute grandpa, followed Uncle Old Mao'er to their own home.

"Go home, go home."

The fourth and fifth elders jumped into the yard first, and then they saw Uncle Lu and his wife, and they happily greeted them.

Everyone chatted for a while and then entered the house.

The room had been taken care of a long time ago. Grandpa, grandma, Qiu Ju, and the others were tired of all the hard work, so they quickly took a shower and rested.

Mom also coaxed Xiao Huo to go to sleep, and Liu Qingshan led his master, followed his uncle and uncle Lu to the treasure room.

"Xiao Shanzi, the money is almost spent again."

The old man stretched out his big hand in front of Liu Qingshan. He had developed a habit: when he saw Liu Qingshan, the first thing he did was to ask for money.

Liu Qingshan also smacked his lips: "Uncle Master, didn't you say last time that we could deal with it until the end of the year?"

Uncle Lu next to him happily took over the conversation: "Qingshan, in the past two months, I have collected several good things. They are all porcelain from famous kilns in the Northern Song Dynasty. I also collected a few blue and white utensils from the Ming Dynasty. I spent a lot of money." A bit much."

While talking, he handed over the account book.

Liu Qingshan's eyes lit up when he heard this: the famous kilns of the Song Dynasty, such as Ru, Guan, Ge, Jun, and Ding, all produced fine products.

In future generations, if you have one on hand, it can be regarded as a family heirloom.

If it goes up for auction, it can easily cost tens of millions, and it is basically the kind that has a price but no market.

Looking through the account books, he saw Uncle Lu and Uncle Shi carefully carrying a few boxes over.

Uncle Lu put on his gloves and took out a large azure plate from a box.

Uncle Lao Mao'er stood aside and said as if he was offering a treasure: "Qingshan, this is a celadon plate from the Ru Kiln in the Northern Song Dynasty. I got it from an old gentleman. His family immigrated overseas and he happened to be short of foreign exchange. Just this one It cost a total of $60,000.”

Uncle Lu also sighed: "The main reason is that the old man didn't want such a national treasure to be lost overseas, so he transferred it to us. He is really respectable."

"You know, there are only less than a hundred pieces of porcelain from Ru Kiln, and each one is a national treasure!"

The porcelain of Ru kiln is passed down in an orderly manner, and there is very little possibility of leakage. Liu Qingshan is satisfied if he can get one piece.

He looked at the celadon plate carefully. The surface looked full of cracks, but this did not affect its beauty at all. On the contrary, it showed a sense of history.

The azure color on the surface is like the clear sky after the rain. It makes people's eyes feel very comfortable, and they are intoxicated without even realizing it.

It is like jade but not jade but better than jade. This is the charm of Ru kiln porcelain.

Looking at the bottom of the plate, there are five obvious marks, which were left by using nails to support the bottom during firing.

After admiring it for a long time, Liu Qingshan finally let out a long breath: "It's worth it, it's so worth it!"

Just a few decades from now, the value of this thing will be measured in hundreds of millions.

The remaining pieces of blue and white porcelain from the Ming Dynasty are each of high quality.

As for the origin, I got it from an overseas Chinese store. The prices of things sold there are certainly not cheap.

But one good thing is that you really don’t have to worry about quality.

Liu Qingshan was also delighted to see it, and he couldn't help but hum softly:

"The blue and white strokes outlined by the embryo are thicker and lighter, and the peony painted on the bottle is just like your first makeup."

"The sandalwood comes slowly through the window and I understand what's on my mind. The pen on the rice paper has been half-finished."

"The charm of the lady's picture rendered in glaze is kept secret, but your beautiful smile is like a bud waiting to bloom."

"A ray of your beauty drifts away and goes to a place I can't go..."

Master Lu smacked his lips when he heard this: "What kind of song is this? Is it about blue and white porcelain?"

Even the old man nodded vigorously: "Listening to this song and appreciating the blue and white porcelain, that is called enjoyment."

The old hat looks like a rough guy, but in fact he comes from a wealthy family and is proficient in all kinds of things.

Only the mute grandpa always looked at it all with a smile on his face.

Probably in his eyes, even if it is a priceless treasure, it is just a medicine jar.

After looking at the treasures, I agreed to take this batch of things with me when I go back and put them in the museum, which is more worry-free.

There are still a lot of thieves these days.

It was said that the collector named Ma had his home robbed one year. When he hurried home and took a look, he smiled.

The color TV set at home was stolen, but the four-striped Jun porcelain screen from the Northern Song Dynasty hanging on the wall still hung there unchanged.

But if you meet a thief who knows a little bit, wouldn't there be no place to cry?

As for the foreign currency Uncle Lao Mao'er asked for, Liu Qingshan doesn't have it in his hands for the time being. However, there is no shortage of RMB at all. He can also go around the alleys to collect it slowly.

Liu Qingshan estimated that he would have to wait until Victor's royalties were settled before he could receive a sum of foreign exchange.

The next day, at dawn, Liu Qingshan's family went out and headed straight to the square.

When we got there, it was already dawn, and we could see a large group of little red riding hoods and little yellow riding hoods in the distance, which was particularly eye-catching.

After gathering with the villagers, we entered the square to watch the flag raising.

"Wow, it's so big here!"

"Look, that one to the east is Tiananmen!"

"Haha, I finally saw Tiananmen!"

The children were shouting, and the old people were also excited, and some even shed tears of excitement:

"I used to watch Tiananmen on TV, but today I finally saw it for real!"

After everyone's emotions gradually calmed down, Liu Qingshan asked cheerfully:

"Who was yelling just now? Turn around. Tiananmen faces north and south."

Hearing what he said, many children laughed: When they suddenly arrived in a big city, they really turned around and couldn't tell the difference between east, west and north.

The flag bearer responsible for raising the flag hadn't come out yet, so Liu Ying organized the children to sing first.

In Tiananmen Square, of course you have to sing "I love the capital Tiananmen".

Soon, a chorus of children's voices sounded: "I love Tiananmen, the capital, and the sun rises above Tiananmen. Great leader ***, guide us forward!"

As they sang, the old people in Jiapigou also joined in the chorus.

At this time, there were not as many people coming to the square to watch the flag-raising as in later generations, but there were still several hundred people, including some foreigners.

They were gradually attracted by the singing and gathered around. Many people also relaxed their voices and joined in the chorus.

And those foreigners picked up their cameras one after another and started taking pictures.

Because from the expressions of these singers, they saw a certain kind of faith, and it was a very powerful faith.

Singing this song at this time and place is particularly emotional, even Liu Qingshan is no exception, singing very enthusiastically.

Gao Feng also held up a camera to record the faces of the old and young in Jiapigou.

When the song was over, the excited people clapped their hands vigorously. They were applauding themselves, and also applauding this ancient nation and this great country.

Liu Qingshan noticed that even Zhang Ganzi, who was usually the most unremarkable, put away his playful expression and became solemn and serious when he stood here.

Several foreigners also clapped vigorously, shouting something.

"What are those foreigners arguing about? If they dare to laugh at us Chinese here, I will kick their asses no matter what I say."

Zhang Ganzi is still Zhang Ganzi after all, and soon his true colors were exposed, but even Liu Qingshan supported his words.

So he said cheerfully: "That bearded foreigner is quite capable. He just said that only a nation with faith can stand among the strong."

Although Zhang Ganzi didn't quite understand what he said, he knew it was a good thing, so he smiled and approached, and handed the bearded foreigner a cigarette:

"Dude, you're right, we are the strong!"

The square was not strictly managed at that time, and smoking was not allowed at all.

The foreigner seemed to be an old smoker, and he happily took the cigarette, lit it for Zhang Ganzi first, and then smoked it himself, talking incoherently.

Now Zhang Ganzi was confused, and could only use his eyes to ask Liu Qingshan for help.

Liu Qingshan had to act as a translator: "They are asking you what you do for a living?"

Zhang Ganzi scratched the back of his head: "Just tell him that I manage five or six hundred brothers."

If he translated it truthfully, Liu Qingshan would really worry about scaring the foreign guest away, so he smiled and replied:

"Our uncle Ganzi is a professional pig farmer, raising hundreds of pigs."

When the bearded foreigner heard this, his face was even more happy, and he opened his arms and hugged Zhang Ganzi, which made Zhang Ganzi stunned.

Liu Qingshan also smiled: "The foreign guest said that he is in the same industry as you, but he has a ranch, mainly raising cattle."

"I didn't expect to meet someone in the same industry here. We must communicate well. I heard that foreign countries are more advanced."

Zhang Ganzi no longer felt embarrassed and chatted with the foreigner quite warmly.

After the chat, he was very dissatisfied: "This is not advanced. If you don't castrate pigs, how can the pork be delicious?"

"Qingshan, why don't you send the Marshal to their country? A pig castration knife will definitely kill them without leaving any armor or hair."

Liu Qingshan didn't know how to respond. He happened to see three flag-raisers holding the bright five-star red flag, and hurriedly took the old and young to watch the flag-raising ceremony. wAp.

Accompanied by the rising sun, a five-star red flag rose slowly in the majestic national anthem.

Whether it was the elderly or the children, they all looked up and sang loudly. At this moment, only one voice was echoing: forward, forward, forward...

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, diffusing crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder.

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

Please download the Aiyue Novels app to read the latest chapters for free without ads. The bloody rain, with sadness, fell into the mortal world.

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

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

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

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

Only blood mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper remained, unable to distinguish one from the other, 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 fluff had long been soaked into wet red, full of eerie 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 tattered clothes, 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.

The website is about to close, download the Aiyue app to see the latest content for free. But even if the rain fell on his face, he did not blink, staring coldly at the distance like a hawk.

Following his gaze, a skinny vulture was gnawing on the rotten corpse of a wild dog about 70 to 80 meters away from him, and occasionally vigilantly observed the surroundings.

It seemed that in this dangerous ruin, it would instantly take off at the slightest disturbance.

Download the iReader app to read the latest chapters without ads for free. And the boy waited patiently for the opportunity like a hunter.

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

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