MTL - Hello 1983-Chapter 1076 For the dream, why talk about hard work?

  Chapter 1076 For dreams, why talk about hard work?

  The Xixia country is rarely mentioned in history.

  Perhaps those who like to read Jin Daxia's novels know that in Tianlong Babu, the little monk Xuzhu and his Menggu met in Xixia.

  The research on the history of Xixia in later generations cannot avoid Russia.

  Even scholars who study the history of Xixia have to learn Russian first, and then go there to conduct related academic research.

   The reason is because of a cultural relic thief named Kozlov. Of course, he claims to be an explorer, just like the Dunhuang thief Stein.

  At the beginning of this century, Kozlov robbed and excavated Heishui City, the relic of Xixia three times.

   During the period, a large number of documents were discovered and shipped back to the country, which caused a sensation: because the fonts on these documents were not recognized.

  The researchers suspected that it was Xixia, and asked Kozlov to get some back.

  So Kozlov carried out a thorough excavation of the inside and outside of Heishui City, especially in the pagodas outside the city, and found a large number of documents.

   There are more Buddha statues, painted murals, prints, porcelain, silk and so on.

  The most precious thing is the discovery of a "dictionary" for deciphering Xixia script, which contains a comparison between Xixia script and Chinese characters.

   Now Kozlov is like a treasure, because he has already mastered the most critical key.

  So he was about to go back home, but he looted so many things that the camel team couldn't pull them away.

   No way, Kozlov could only bury a large number of cultural relics under the desert, hoping to transport them away later, but he only took away a small part.

   As a result, when he came here for the third time a few years later, he found that the terrain had changed, and he couldn't find the buried cultural relics.

  Decades have passed, Kozlov has long gone to meet God, and the cultural relics he transported back have become the most authoritative representatives of the history of Xixia.

  So in the archaeological field, the top researcher of Xixia historical relics is not domestic, but Maozi.

   After listening to Liu Shiquan's introduction, Liu Qingshan immediately thought of this public case. This is by no means a coincidence, but it is very possible that the cultural relics discovered by Liu Shiquan were buried by Kozlov back then.

  Thinking of this, Liu Qingshan couldn't help but feel hot: If this is the case, the cultural relics buried in the desert are probably massive, and a Xixia museum can even be built specially.

   "Brother Liu, can you lead us to look after you finish investing?" Liu Qingshan asked solemnly.

  Liu Shiquan nodded: "Of course there is no problem. If the supplies are well prepared and the manpower is more, I think we can definitely find them."

   After all, the general range is correct, but because it is a desert, Liu Shiquan's economic strength is limited, and he has not prepared enough food and drink, so he returned without success.

   "Okay, then it's a deal." Liu Qingshan nodded. It is obviously impossible for him to obtain such a large amount of cultural relics quietly.

  His plan is that if he can apply for a joint establishment of a Xixia cultural relics museum, it will be considered good.

   At that time, it will be built near his Qingshan Museum, which will definitely attract more tourists.

  As for the cultural relics in front of us, they were presented by Liu Shiquan, so of course they belong to him.

  So everyone worked together to transport these cultural relics back to the village.

   What Liu Qingshan values ​​most is the gold seal, not because gold is valuable, he sees a lot of gold.

  Golden seal, ordinary people definitely can’t afford it, this is definitely a cultural relic of the national treasure level.

  Back to the village, it was already dark, and Liu Qingshan and his group stayed overnight in Kushuicha.

  Early the next morning, Liu Qingshan and others had breakfast and were about to rush to the county when they saw two jeeps driving into Kushuicha Village, with two tricycles in front and several policemen sitting on them.

  The two sides met each other at the entrance of the village, and saw yesterday's white fat Boss Yang got out of a jeep and pointed at Liu Qingshan: "That's him, stealing cultural relics!"

  The policemen got off three rounds and directly surrounded Liu Qingshan.

  The villagers behind were startled. These days, ordinary people are still afraid of the police.

   Only Liu Shiquan gestured to his nephew behind him, and the young man immediately turned around and slipped back to the village.

   Soon, some villagers ran out of the village holding various farm tools.

  There were so many of them, and they surrounded everyone in the middle, arguing and asking the police to let them go.

  The folk customs here are tough, and the police can't control the scene. The most important thing is that they are not really carrying out the task, but were invited by Boss Yang privately, and they are not straightforward.

  Liu Qingshan didn't take it seriously, instead he waved his hand at Liu Shiquan: "We are going to the county town, and there are comrades from the police to lead the way, everyone should leave, and we will come back in a few days."

  Liu Shiquan was worried after all. He was single and fearless, so he led the two juniors and went with him.

  In their eyes, Liu Qingshan is their hope to make a fortune, of course nothing can happen.

  The cultural relics brought back yesterday were also loaded into the car and taken away together.

   Only the gold seal was kept by Liu Qingshan and Li Tie, but he did not show up.

  A policeman in his fifties saw Liu Qingshan and the others' extraordinary demeanor, so he kept his eyes open. After everyone got into the car, he got into Liu Qingshan's off-road vehicle.

  In fact, there is no need for the old policeman's stereotypes, Liu Qingshan explained his background truthfully, and the old policeman screamed inwardly: If he acts recklessly and offends this great god, he probably won't be able to keep his skin.

   Being idle and having nothing to do, Liu Qingshan chatted with the old policeman, and the old policeman didn't hide anything, and directly sold all the details of Boss Yang.

  Boss Yang is a dealer in cultural relics, with a bit of money, and he is considered number one in the local county. Recently, it is said that I hooked up with foreign guests who came here to travel.

  At this moment, Boss Yang is sitting in the jeep, and he is also full of ambitions. As long as he brings this group of outsiders to the county, he will not be at his mercy.

   At that time, once these cultural relics are handed over, they will make a lot of money.

  The car dangled for more than three hours before arriving at the county seat. The small county town in the northwest region has not started construction at all. It is basically the same as it was decades ago, and it looks very dilapidated.

   "Go directly to my purchasing department." Boss Yang poked his head out and yelled.

   "Go to the Public Security Bureau first." In Liu Qingshan's car, the old policeman poked his head out and yelled.

  Boss Yang was a little anxious: "Old Zhang, look..."

  The old policeman waved his hand: "Go through a procedure first."

  Boss Yang was relieved, and went all the way to the compound of the Public Security Bureau, which was two bungalows.

   Everyone got out of the car, and the old policeman came to Boss Yang: "Fatty Yang, please."

   With a click, Boss Yang was handcuffed.

   "Old Zhang, what are you doing?" Boss Yang was a little puzzled.

   "We suspect that you are colluding with foreigners to resell cultural relics. Let's go in and tell the truth." The old policeman asked two young colleagues to **** Fatty Yang, and ran cleanly to report to the chief.

   Liu Qingshan and the others were invited into a conference room and poured tea in a white porcelain mug.

   Not long after, Director Wang of the Public Security Bureau walked in with a smile, and extended his hand to Liu Qingshan enthusiastically:

   "Comrade Liu Qingshan, welcome. I have already reported to the county. The county leader will be here soon. And your classmate, Comrade Xu, is also visiting our county and will come together."

  Liu Qingshan nodded with a smile: "I have caused trouble for you, Director Wang."

   "No trouble, Comrade Qingshan, if you can come to invest in us, we can't even invite eight sedan chairs."

  Of course Director Wang knew about Xu Changsheng, and he also went to many villages and towns to investigate, mainly responsible for security work.

  City and county leaders all attach great importance to it, and that Comrade Xu is just standing in front of him, and this one is the right one.

   Regarding Liu Qingshan's deeds, Director Wang has also read some of them from newspapers and TV, so how dare he neglect them?

  In the interrogation room, Fatty Yang quickly recruited everything, and the police dispatched again, and invited the two foreign guests from the guest house.

  The two foreigners were babbling, and no one else could understand them.

  Li Tieniu sounded familiar: "So it's Maozi, I'll talk to them."

This conversation made Liu Qingshan dumbfounded. It turned out that the ancestors of these two Maozi were under Kozlov, so they moved their minds, thinking of getting some cultural relics back here, in exchange for some food and drink. It's hard.

  After the matter is completed, promise to give Fatty Yang one million rubles.

   Fatty Yang was tempted when he heard about one million. The news here was blocked, and he didn't know about the crazy depreciation of the ruble. He thought he had made a lot of money.

   When Fatty Yang learned that the one million rubles were not worth even 10,000 Huaxia coins, he still didn't believe it, thinking that Liu Qingshan was lying to him.

   "I used to do business with Maozi, why don't you know?" Li Tieniu roared.

   After Fatty Yang listened to one of the boys and told him the truth in half-baked Mandarin, Fatty Yang was also completely dumbfounded, and his dream of getting rich was shattered just like that.

   And waiting for him, there is the next prison disaster.

   Fatty Yang was not reconciled, and pointed at Liu Qingshan: "They also want to resell cultural relics!"

   "Comrade Liu Qingshan has a museum, and these cultural relics will be put into the museum for exhibition."

  Director Wang certainly knows the importance. Now that cultural relics are worthless, investment is the big deal.

  Liu Shiquan also chimed in: "These things are all inherited from our ancestors. You can control the museum I gave to brother Liu!"

   Fatty Yang's body softened and he was completely paralyzed.

   Liu Shiquan also secretly breathed a sigh of relief: Fatty Yang is unlucky, it seems that the jeep borrowed from Fatty Yang does not need to be returned.

  He now has a solid foundation in his mind. He didn't even see that the chief of the public security bureau was polite to brother Liu. The county leader will come again later. What's there to be afraid of?

  At this time, a car horn sounded from outside, and soon, Xu Changsheng was seen happily running in. It had been a few days since Xu Changsheng's face was tanned.

   "Third brother, I didn't know, I thought you went to Africa." Boss Zhang hugged Xu Changsheng and laughed loudly.

  Liu Qingshan also looked at Xu Changsheng with a smile: "Third Brother, thank you for your hard work!"

  Xu Changsheng took off his big glasses and wiped his eyes with a handkerchief: "For the dream, why bother?"

it is good!

  The four brothers who shared the same bed stretched out their palms and clasped each other heavily.

  (end of this chapter)