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  Chapter 449 is worth it, so worth it! (seeking a monthly ticket)

   "Wow, it's the capital, this is the capital!"

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

   "Tiananmen, we are going to Tiananmen!"

  Out of the capital station, the children in Jiapigou started to bluff, each and every one of them looked like cheerful little swallows.

  Those old men and women also stared wide-eyed, looking at everything around them with excitement.

  Capital, we are finally here!

  The capital at the end of September 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, it was almost five o'clock in the afternoon, and hurriedly yelled: "Tomorrow morning to see Tiananmen Square, now go to the place where I live!"

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

   "Senior Brother, Xiao Shanzi!" A loud voice came, it was old hat master, riding a tricycle, waving at them.

   This group of people is conspicuous everywhere they go, so the old hat who came to pick up the station immediately found out.

   "Just a tricycle, it can't hold us more than a hundred people." Da Zhangluo heard from Liu Qingshan that there is a pick-up car, and after a long time, it is just a tricycle?

  The old branch secretary waved his hand: "Whatever car we take, we can just walk. Is it a big deal for us?"

   "I think it's okay, I can still take a stroll, so I can take a look around." Everyone also echoed in eagerness.

   Liu Qingshan asked his uncle, it was only four or five miles away from the guest house where they stayed, so let's walk.

  Those with bad legs like Grandpa Kidnap and Second Grandpa ride a tricycle.

  Children who are too young are held by the person in the car.

  Old Maoer helped to call a few colleagues, who were responsible for pulling people and goods. The rest of them were all light-handed, and they lined up in a long line, strolling on the streets of the capital.

   "I looked east and west, but I didn't see Tiananmen Square..."

   Zhang Ganzi was smiling, looking around and humming.

   "This capital is bigger than our county!"

   This is the exclamation of the third grandma.

  The kids were chattering even more, excitedly exploring this brand new world, and a trolleybus could arouse a burst of discussion among them.

  They are looking at the scenery, but they don't know that in the eyes of others, their group is also a unique scenery.

   Two rows of little yellow hats, two rows of little red hats, walking on the side of the road, it is quite eye-catching.

"stop!"

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

  I saw Liu Qingshan coming to the old lady pushing the popsicle cart at the street entrance: "Ma'am, how many popsicles are left, let's wrap them up."

  The old lady looked at them and said, "I have more than 30 sticks left, which is not enough. I will find someone to make it up for you."

   "Then let the little one eat first, and there is also a bottle of soda, and each person will have a bottle first!" Liu Qingshan waved his hand and called Da Zhang Luo to come over to settle the score.

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

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

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

  Drinking a bottle of soda, I actually drank all my tears.

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

  Perhaps this trip to the capital, I don’t know how many firsts in their lives can be broken?

  So he said with a smile: "Third grandma, you should live well. From now on, we will organize tours every year, and you can go abroad!"

   "It's good to dare, it's good to dare, Sanfeng, thanks to you, otherwise, the third grandma would never dare to come to the capital in her life."

  The old lady seemed a little excited, but these words also expressed everyone's aspirations.

  Those old people all looked at Liu Qingshan with smiles, it was the child they watched growing up who led them to where they are today.

   Watching the scenery all the way, walked for more than an hour before arriving at the destination.

  Liu Qingshan’s family has also been here before. Is it a guest house of the cultural department, or was it remodeled from an underground air-raid shelter?

  Dinner was eaten at the guest house. After the meal, no activities were arranged. After all, the car ride was tiring. Although everyone's spirits were high now, Liu Qingshan knew that they still needed to rest.

  After settling this place, leaving Gao Feng here to take care of them, Liu Qingshan's family, together with the dumb grandfather, followed the old hat master to their own home.

   "Go home, go home."

  The fourth and fifth children jumped into the yard first, and then they saw Uncle Lu and the old couple, and came out cheerfully.

   Everyone exchanged greetings for a while before entering the room.

  The room has been tidied up a long time ago, grandparents and grandma Qiuju are also tired from tossing around, so they will wash up and rest soon.

  My mother coaxed Xiao Huo to sleep, and Liu Qingshan led his master, his uncle and Uncle Lu to the treasure room.

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

  Old Maoer stretched out his big hand in front of Liu Qingshan, and he has formed a habit: when he sees Liu Qingshan, the first thing he does is ask for money.

  Liu Qingshan also smacked his lips: "Master, didn't you say last time you can 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 a few good things, all of which are porcelain from famous kilns in the Northern Song Dynasty, and I have also collected a few blue and white utensils from the Ming Dynasty. 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, produced all high-quality products.

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

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

   Flipping through the ledger, he saw Uncle Lu and Uncle Shi, who carefully carried a few boxes over.

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

Uncle Maoer offered a treasure and said, "Qingshan, this is a celadon plate from Ru Kiln in the Northern Song Dynasty. It was obtained from an old gentleman. He immigrated with his family overseas and was short of foreign exchange. It cost a total of 60,000 U.S. dollars."

  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 gave it to us. It's really respectable."

   "You know, there are only less than a hundred pieces of Ru Kiln porcelain handed down to the present, and each piece is a national treasure!"

  Porcelains like Ru kiln are inherited in an orderly manner, and there is very little possibility of picking up leaks. Liu Qingshan is content with being able to get one.

  He carefully looked at the celadon plate. The surface seemed to be full of cracks, but this did not affect its beauty in the slightest. Instead, it showed a heavy sense of history.

  The azure color on the surface is like the clear sky after the rain, which makes people's eyes feel very comfortable, and they are intoxicated in it unconsciously.

  Like jade, but better than jade, this is the charm of Ru kiln porcelain.

  Looking at the bottom of the dish, there are five obvious marks, which were left when the bottom was propped up with nails during firing.

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

   As far as this thing is concerned, after several decades, the value will be in units of 100 million.

  The remaining pieces of blue and white porcelain from the Ming Dynasty are also exquisite.

  As for the origin, they were bought from overseas Chinese stores, and the prices of the things there are of course not cheap.

   But there is an advantage that you don't really have to worry about quality.

   Liu Qingshan was also pleasing to the eye, and couldn't help humming softly:

   "The plain embryo outlines the blue and white strokes from thick to light, and the peony depicted on the bottle is just like your first makeup."

   "Ran Ran sandalwood through the window, I understand what's on my mind, half of the writing on the rice paper is here."

   "The charm of the pictures of ladies rendered in glaze is hidden, but your sweet smile is like a bud."

   "Your beauty drifts away, going to places I can't go..."

  Hearing this, Master Lu smacked his lips: "What kind of song is this? It's about blue and white porcelain?"

  Even Lao Mao nodded vigorously: "Listening to this song and admiring the blue and white porcelain, that's called enjoyment."

  Old Mao'er looks rough and rich, but he was actually born rich and well-versed, and he is proficient in all kinds of things.

  Only the dumb grandpa, always smiling, watched all this lightly.

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

  After watching the baby, I agreed to take this batch of things with me when I went back, and put them in the museum, which is more worry-free.

   These days, there are still a lot of thieves.

   Said it was the collector surnamed Ma. One year his home was burglarized. When he hurried home to have a look, he laughed.

  The color TV at home was stolen, but the four Northern Song Dynasty Jun porcelain screens hanging on the wall were still hanging there as they were.

  But if you meet a thief who knows a little bit, wouldn't you be able to find a place to cry?

  As for the foreign exchange that the old Maoer master begged for, Liu Qingshan has temporarily lost it, but there is no shortage of RMB, and he can collect it slowly in the alleys.

  Liu Qingshan reckoned that he would have to wait until Victor's manuscript fee was settled before he could receive a sum of money in foreign exchange.

  The next day, just after dawn, Liu Qingshan's family went out and went 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 from a distance, which was very eye-catching.

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

   "Wow, this place is so big!"

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

   "Haha, I finally saw Tiananmen Square!"

  The children yelled and screamed, and the old people were also excited, and some of them shed tears of excitement:

  “I used to watch Tiananmen Square 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 Square faces south."

   Hearing what he said, many children laughed: This sudden arrival in a big city has really turned around, and you can’t tell the difference between east, west, and north.

  The flag-bearer in charge of raising the flag hadn’t come out yet, so Liu Ying organized the children to sing first.

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

   Soon, the children’s chorus sang: "I love Tiananmen, the capital, and the sun rises on Tiananmen. The great leader ***, guide us forward!"

   Singing and singing, the old people in Jiapigou also joined in the chorus.

   At this time, the number of people who came to the square to watch the flag raising was not as many as in later generations, but there were still hundreds of people, including some foreigners.

  They were also gradually attracted by the singing, and gathered around here, and many people also let go of their voices and merged into 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 belief, which is a very powerful belief.

   Here and now, singing this song is very emotional, even Liu Qingshan is no exception, singing very vigorously.

  Gao Feng also held up his camera to record all the faces of Jiapigou, old and young.

  After the song was sung, the excited people clapped their hands vigorously. They were applauding for themselves as well as for this ancient nation and this great country.

  Liu Qingshan noticed that even Zhang Ganzi, who was usually the most out of tune, put away his hippie smiling expression and became solemn and serious when he stood here.

   Several foreigners also applauded vigorously, still shouting something.

   "Those foreigners are arguing, if they dare to laugh at us Chinese people here, I will kick their **** no matter what."

   Zhang Ganzi is still Zhang Ganzi after all, and his true colors will soon be revealed, but even Liu Qingshan supports his words.

  So he said cheerfully: "That bearded foreigner is a bit level. He just said that a nation with faith can stand tall among the strong."

  Although Zhang Ganzi didn’t quite understand what he was saying, he knew it was a good word, so he smiled and leaned forward, and handed the bearded foreigner a cigarette:

   "Man, you are right, we are strong!"

   At this time, the management of the square is not strict at all, and smoking and so on are not cared about at all.

  The foreigner also seemed to be an old smoker, he took the cigarette cheerfully, first lit it for Zhang Gan, and then smoked it himself, chattering.

   This time the pole was blinded, and he could only ask Liu Qingshan for help with his eyes.

  Liu Qingshan had no choice but to act as a guest translator: "They are asking you, what do you do for work?"

  Zhang Ganzi scratched the back of his head: "Just tell him, I have five or six hundred brothers under my command."

  If the translation is truthful, Liu Qingshan is really worried about scaring away the foreign guests, so he replied with a smile:

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

  When the bearded foreigner heard it, his face was even more joyful, and he opened his arms and hugged Zhang Ganzi, holding Zhang Ganzi in a daze.

  Liu Qingshan also laughed: "The foreign guest said that he is with you, but he has a ranch of his own, mainly raising cattle."

   "Unexpectedly, I can still meet colleagues here, so I have to communicate well. I heard that foreign countries are more advanced."

   Zhang Ganzi no longer feels embarrassed, and chats with foreigners quite warmly.

   After the chat, he was very dissatisfied: "This is not advanced, it is not shameful to raise pigs, so can pork be delicious?"

   "Qing Shan, why don't you send the commander-in-chief to their country, a pig's knife will definitely kill every piece of armor and leave no hair left."

  Liu Qingshan didn't know how to answer the conversation, just in time to see three flag raisers coming out holding bright five-star red flags, and hurriedly took the old and young to watch the flag raising.

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

  Whether it is an old man or a child, they all looked up and sang loudly in their mouths. At this moment, there was only one voice echoing: Go forward, go forward, go forward...

  (end of this chapter)