Lin Hu and Musha drove to the restaurant. Liu Chongchong and the four of them had already arrived, and a group of six people came to Lin Hu's private room. "I'll arrange for the food to be served. Just a moment,"
Lin Hu went to the kitchen, selected a few signature dishes, and took six bottles of Maotai. There was no one at the door of the box, so I took out the roasted whole lamb.
"Someone come and pick it up, I can't hold it anymore." Lin Hu pushed the door open with his foot. "Good guy, can you finish the whole sheep?" Zhang Jiefang was confused. "There's still wine at the door, hurry up and bring it over."
"Brother Hu, we can't eat this sheep, can we?" Wang Shengli asked Lin Hu. "There are also dishes. You won't be bored to death just eating this."
"Brother Hu, I can eat. If I can't, find a lunch box. I'll give it to my son first." Miao Lei was not polite. "Decorate it for me, too. My daughter also likes to eat it." "Is it okay for you two? I haven't even eaten yet, and I'm already thinking about the children at home!" Musa couldn't stand it.
"In this case, leave half of it, there are still six dishes. Bring half of it back to the children." Lin Hu gave the solution, and Lin Hu took down the general's knife on the wall. The whole sheep didn't move after one stab.
"Brother Hu, your swordsmanship has deteriorated. Let's divide it up slowly," Liu Chongchong teased Lin Hu.
"Move the sheep. I'm talking." "Ouch," Zhang Jiefang's plastic-gloved hands parted in the middle as soon as they touched the sheep. Help him quickly.
"Brother Hu did it, I didn't see clearly." "This sword skill is really amazing." Wang Shengli looked at the knife marks on the sheep with envy.
"I've practiced it before. Once you use it a lot, you won't find it difficult. Hurry up and have a drink, don't worry about this anymore."
"Brother Hu wants to open a private museum. Everyone has to work hard and help me. I will take care of the Cultural Bureau. Liu Chong, you are responsible for the land. I know you have this connection. Miao Leili is responsible for the industrial and commercial registration procedures. . Zhang Jiefang, you are responsible for the bricks and cement. Wang Shengli, you get some security equipment. The rest is Brother Hu’s own business." Musa arranged all the tasks.
"Musha, you are too overbearing. You are really squeezing us over Brother Hu's matter. We will handle it without you having to say anything." Zhang Jiefang winked.
"Jiefang, can I bring my gun with a gun license and put it in the museum for security?" Lin Hu looked at Zhang Jiefang. After all, it is no longer the way it used to be. All guns are turned in.
"There are guns on record. If you have a gun license, you can still keep them in the museum. After all, antiques have become a bit popular now and are valuable. They also need to be re-reported." "I still have some guns collected during the Anti-Japanese War. I want to create a separate exhibition area for the invasion of China and list all their crimes in writing so that all Chinese people will never forget them."
"This is a bit scary. There is a lot involved. I'll find someone to contact him. In this case, the security really needs to be equipped with a gun." Zhang Jiefang used Lin Hu's phone to make a few calls. Finally, he said, "Brother Hu, the leaders are studying it."
Not long after I received the call. It means a private museum, the government is not involved, and all weapons are reported. There are many weapons involved, and security is provided by a platoon from the army.
Got a reply. Finished the meal. Everyone is looking for their own mother. Everyone does their own thing.
It took two years. An imposing three-story building was built. It occupies an area of 500 meters on a side and is decorated according to Lin Hu's design.
The first floor is the office and all security dormitories. Further inside is the exhibition area, which is a private exhibition area. There are two guard rooms with bulletproof glass at the gate. Check in and out.
In the evening, Lin Hu drove a truck and began to bring his collection into the museum one after another. The entire second floor is filled with his exhibits. Divided into porcelain, calligraphy and painting, furniture, gold, silver and bronze.
In addition, the west side is the most protected area, the Anti-Japanese War exhibition area. Half of it is an exhibition area for Japanese weapons. Half of it is an exhibition area for the weapons of our martyrs. Inside the glass shield, every weapon is collected from China, Japan, Germany, Britain and Russia, and World War II.
The walls of the Japanese exhibition area are full of woodcut texts, describing numerous crimes. Hopefully it will be watched for generations to come.
The martyrs exhibition area contains the heroic deeds of each well-known person. and memory of the martyrs. One of the rooms is filled with Japanese sabers and collar badges.
The next day, Uncle Guan Chunming broke Hou's collection. They were also pulled into the exhibition area on the third floor one after another. In the exhibition area with your own name, your treasures are placed.
There are also some friends who usually work in the teahouse. After seeing it, they also joined one after another, and it took a week of planning. Finally, the opening came and the government, the army, and the veterans of the Anti-Japanese War could be contacted. Several leaders and curators and appraisers from various museums came over from the Cultural Affairs Bureau.
As the leaders' speeches ended. As they entered the museum one after another, the appraisers were not calm anymore.
Everything looks fine. Many people thought they had gone abroad. Didn't expect to see it here. "Fortunately, they are all in the country and have not gone abroad." An old expert was very excited.
A group of veteran soldiers and senior leaders went directly to the Anti-Japanese War exhibition area on the second floor. Looking at these familiar and heart-wrenching weapons, it seems like I have returned to the battlefield of smoke and blood.
"This exhibition area is very meaningful. Look at the words on the wall. These are all evidence of history. It will wake up future generations and they will pay a heavy price for falling behind."
"I heard there is a special room. I want to visit it," said Zhang Jiefang's father. He must have heard it before.
"Please come this way," the group of people followed Lin Hu's guidance. Came to the room full of collar badges and sabers.
"This is the Japanese collar insignia, and this is the allied army's collar insignia. The ones who can go up the wall are all officers. The rest of the soldiers are in these boxes."
"These are all...?" "I killed them for revenge back then. These generals, lieutenant generals and major generals are all from the Haicheng headquarters."
"I'm finally willing to tell you how many enemies you have to kill in your life." "I haven't calculated it carefully. The coalition forces here must be 150,000. The Japanese must also be 30,000."
Everyone was a little panicked when they heard this number. This is truly a god of war. It's a pity that he is not a soldier. Fortunately, he is Chinese. Feeling relieved as well. Invasions of alien species must be ruthlessly exterminated.
Two years later, Ye Xin and Qin Huairu also lost their jobs. The most indispensable thing in the country now is food. Lin Hu often goes to museums, and other industries have long been irrelevant to him.
I take my wife with me every day. With my grandchildren, grandsons, daughters, and grandsons, I would go to the museum to tell the stories of the Anti-Japanese War to the children. Or take the kids to Huluyu for fun. (Complete book)
