Niu Liang turned into a fork in the road. The rutted fork in the jungle detours, and after a while, an open field is revealed in front of you, low-lying, more than 100 acres in size, with no vegetation or trees, all sandy soil, and a large number of shells in the sand, which seems to be a dry ancient lake. Yes, this is the site of a lake in the royal garden. At this time, it was a construction site, full of ruts and rebuilt embankments, and several construction sites were scattered along the site. Niu Liang looked around for a while, and then came to a work site.

It used to be a marina for pleasure boats, with a stepped shore made of jade, and the rust-colored parts of the water-soaked stones are still visible. There seems to be a pavilion next to the shore of the lake, which has been restored halfway by an ancient construction team, and the base and pillars of the pavilion have been erected, and the top of the pavilion can be imagined. There were four people working leisurely. Niu Liang looked around like a tourist for a while, thinking about how to talk up, and finally came to the side of a young man about thirty years old who seemed to be the leader, and asked with a smile: "There was originally a pavilion here, or did you build a new one?"

The young man seemed to feel insulted, and immediately raised his head and said as if pleading: "We are a team of cultural relics and ancient buildings, how can we build a new one at will? There was originally a pavilion here, and we are restoring it!"

"Oh, that's the case!" Niu Liang paused and asked suspiciously, "Can you really recover exactly the same?"

The young man said confidently: "Of course! Even if it is a pattern and an inscription of the past, we can restore it!"

"Your cultural relics and ancient construction team are really extraordinary!" Niu Liang said admiringly, pausing and asking, "Then your salary must be very high, right?"

At the mention of wages, the young man's face became dark, and he said angrily: "Those who make missiles do not earn as much as they sell baked sweet potatoes, so how high can our wages be?"

"Yes, the current distribution system is indeed a bit unfair!" Niu Liang sighed and paused, "Do you want to make extra money?"

"Extra money?" the young man was shocked and looked up at Niu Liang, "What do you mean—"

Niu Liang smiled and said, "I want to build a pavilion." ”

The young man suddenly said happily, "Okay!"

Niu Liang was also happy: "May I ask your surname?"

The young man was a little excited: "My surname is Gu, my name is Gu Xuan." ”

Niu Liang admired: "What a name! full of elegance!"

Gu Xuan smiled bitterly and said, "Are you still elegant?

Niu Liang immediately took out the drawings, unfolded them in front of Gu Xuan, and said, "My pavilion is much simpler than yours! Do you think there's anything else that needs to be changed?"

Gu Xuan looked at it and said, "The design is good—— don't you choose a name for the pavilion?

Niu Liang was pleasantly surprised, "Your suggestion is good! I'll give it a good name when I go back, and I'll give it a good name, and I will give it a good name, and I will give it a good name, and I will give it a good name, and I will —— you can copy it perfectly?"

Gu Xuan smiled and said, "That's a trivial matter!"