After waiting for a few days, the cross-strait pass was finally obtained.

Song Wen prepared for a while, and then took a plane with the clan uncle who was outside the server for Taiwan.

The two of them drank together several times in the past few days, and their relationship became much closer. But even so, Song Wen still had nothing to say to him, so as soon as they got on the plane, either closing their eyes to rest or looking out the window to avoid embarrassment.

The white clouds float outside the window, flying by quickly. It is much more exciting to see things in the sky in the sky in the sky than to look up.

Song Wen found that the sky in winter is bluer than in spring, summer and autumn, even at night. Moreover, I don’t know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that the sky in winter is closer than the sky in summer, otherwise the stars in winter would not be so bright and bright.

Of course, this is just his speculation. He is not an astronomer who specializes in astrological research, how can he know if it is?

Looking down, the islands in the sea are as big as beans, and the continent is just a place where the sea water surrounds the continent and the islands.

When he saw the island, Song Wen remembered the 100 million yuan he invested in Lin Shi's friend Ren Chongyuanli, and he didn't know when it would be rewarded. For this 100 million yuan, he took out a batch of gold and silver obtained from the ancient tombs of Xi'an. If he lost money, he would probably even have the intention to jump off the building. But logically speaking, it is impossible to lose money to invest in oil. It is a business without any capital, and as long as you drill it out, you will get it.

I remember that when he first graduated from junior high school in 1990s, gasoline was only more than two yuan per liter, but in 2005, it still soared to more than five yuan in 2005, and now it is almost over eight yuan.

However, now international oil prices are rising, Japanese gasoline now costs more than ten yuan per liter, South Korea also costs more than ten yuan per liter, Sweden is more than fourteen yuan, and only the United States is more than six yuan. If China does not rise, it will not keep up with the international trend.

Besides, in the 1990s, some of the salary was only 300 a month, but now it is almost 300 or 4000.

According to this statement, if oil does not rise, it will be a shame for the country and the people. If you say so, it is probably possible that someone will break your head. Don’t think about it. It used to cost several thousand yuan to install a phone, but now it is only a few hundred yuan. Theoretically, the more sales you earn, the cheaper it should be. I didn’t expect it to be more expensive.

This is the disadvantage of monopoly. If it is competed by multiple people, will it be so expensive?

For most people, gasoline rises is not bad, and they switch to electric cars, but the electric car can only run short distances at most. Where can I charge it on long distances? If there is no electricity in a wilderness, there is no place to cry. So for many people, no matter how expensive gasoline is, I have to endure the pain.

There are so many cars in China, and you can get more than a little more with a car, so you don’t have to worry about no return on investing in oil.

Song Wen thought about it for a while and soon after, the plane arrived at Kaohsiung Airport. They had to transfer to Kaohsiung because Pu Shu Palace was in Chiayi.

After going to Chiayi like this, Song Wen, a distant clan, took him to Pushu Palace directly. Instead, he arranged for him to stay in the only five-star hotel in Chiayi.

In fact, Pu Shu Palace is not very far from the hotel, less than an hour away. But the guests flew over thousands of miles away and didn't let anyone take a break and asked him to do things immediately. It seemed that there was a way to treat guests.

So Song Chan accompanied Song Wen for lunch and asked him to take a break before taking him to Pushu Palace.

Most of Chiayi are immigrants from Quanzhou, Fujian, so apart from modern buildings, most of the old houses are in the architectural style of southern Fujian. There is no difference between them and the buildings in southern Fujian. Song Wen felt very intimate when he saw it, as if he had returned home.

The car stopped at Pushu Palace, and Song Chan took Song Wen to walk inside from the temple gate next to Pushu Palace.

After seeing this, Song Wen quickly stopped him. When he arrived at the temple, he could not worship his ancestors and go to the back.

So he walked into the temple, drew three fragrant pieces from the divine case and lit them and worshiped Mazu devoutly. After he finished worshiping, he turned around and found that Song Chan and an old man were standing next to him.

"Awen, this is the head of Lin in the temple, and he asked me to go to Nanzhou to invite you here." Song Chan introduced to Song Wen.

"Hello, Master Lin." Song Wen hurried forward and greeted him respectfully.

"Mr. Song has worked hard all the way, so go and make tea inside."

Lin Mingguo didn't expect that Jishu's master was so young. He was stunned for a moment, but he immediately reacted and asked Song Wen to make tea with a smile.

"Mr. Lin, please be polite. Just call me Awen. Let's go see the trees first and make tea and talk about it later."

"This..." Director Lin hesitated for a moment before saying, "Okay! Then let's go and have a look first and make tea later." After that, he took Song Wen back.

As Song Wen walked and looked, he saw carved beams and painted buildings in Pushu Palace. Each place had scenery, which incorporated porcelain carvings, wood carvings, stone carvings, paintings, and calligraphy. It was a rare treasure of folk art.

In March this year, a fire broke out due to incense, and some of the precious cultural relics inside were burned. Fortunately, the old lady in the temple and Meizhou Ma were only blackened, which is a great blessing in misfortune. Today, Pushu Palace has been rebuilt on the original basis, and traces of being smoked by the fire can be seen everywhere.

Because the Sijilan is in the back courtyard of the temple, it is safe from the flames, but it seems that from then on, the originally haggard Sijilan slowly withered down.

When I came to the anus, I saw the bare orchids with no leaves standing there alone, giving people a feeling of desolation and helplessness in this bleak winter.

When everyone comes to the temple to incense during the Spring Festival, they will hold the four-season orchids to pray for blessings, but this year it seems that it will not be done.

Sijilan is not really big, but the thickness of adult thighs. Some people may say that it is important to die, and just change it to another one. But you can't say that, nor can you look at it like this. This is just like many places nowadays that have pushed down the original cultural relics and historical sites. It looks like there is no difference in appearance. The house is still the same house, but it is actually not the same house. Its original antique and historical flavor has disappeared.

It's like a woman who has plastic surgery when she gets old, and she looks the same as when she was young. This woman is still the same woman, but she is no longer the same woman.

It sounds a bit Zen-like, a bit tangy, but that's the case.

Song Wen walked to Sijilan, scraped the bark with his fingers, and found that there was no green at all in the bark, so he couldn't help but frown. There was no moisture on the outside, which was a sign of death. Even if he had the ability of Ruyi Fan Spring to restore the dying trees to life, he could not resurrect the dead trees.

After thinking about it, he turned to Lin Minguo, the head of the temple, and asked, "Master Lin, do you have a knife here?"

"Kill?" Master Lin was puzzled, why did he do with a knife?

"Well, I'm going to cut the bark and see how it's inside?"

"That's it! Azone, there is a knife in the kitchen, you go and get it."

"good."

When Song Chan went to get the knife, Song Wen focused his attention and looked at Si Jilan through the bronze mirror located in the dantian. He used the knife to cut the bark of the tree just to show it to Master Lin and others. If he really wanted to control the tree, he had to rely on the bronze mirror.

The bronze mirror shines towards the orchids in the four seasons, and everything inside the tree appears one by one.

After observing for a while, Song Wen found that although the skin of the Siji Orchid was not moisture, the last layer of membrane under the surface was still moist green, and the main trunk inside was also moisture. This was much easier. If you try it, it might not be impossible to save it. After looking at the trunk of the Siji Orchid, he drove the bronze mirror to look at the root of the Siji Orchid.

Many of the roots of the four-season orchids have rotted, and a big hole has rotted in the middle, but some of the main roots are still intact.

It is well known that the Zhendianma in Pushu Palace was carved from the torso of a Pushu tree, and the Pushu tree is still alive. The Siji Orchid is planted here. Over time, its roots have been tightly entwined with the Zhendianma in Pushu Palace. This is also true. The mold on the rotten roots of the Siji Orchid is about to be infected to the roots of the Pushu tree that are entwined with it. If it is not cured, it will be transmitted to the Pushu tree roots, and then it will be infected through the Pushu tree roots to the Zhendianma carved from the torso of the Pushu tree. The consequences will be unimaginable.

Seeing this situation, Song Wen couldn't help but feel confused. It's hard to deal with this.
Chapter completed!