Liu Xingwu didn't have any opinion on finding Zhang Xing to do this, and he couldn't find anyone anyway.

When making the final plan, I asked the old artists for their opinions and saw if they had any good suggestions.

In the future, this place is for the old artists, not for them, and the advice of the old artists is the most important.

Zhang Delin and his colleagues have experience in stage performances, and they also have apprentices under their old artists, so they know what it takes to build such a place.

Everything was ready, Liu Xingwu couldn't leave, so he called Wu Xiaoqian directly, asking her to buy some things she needed in the city, bring them with her when she came to the village, and take the invoice for reimbursement.

Sorting out the old script and building the file are all meticulous work, which requires professional personnel.

When the old artists teach their apprentices skills, they all pass on their skills by word of mouth, and they start practicing since they were young, and if they don't practice well, they will fight, and that's how Zhang Delin came over.

It's very difficult to document these things these days.

At present, the work of intangible cultural heritage is only a foundation, and the specific regulations have not yet been finalized, and there are also shortcomings in legal protection, but it is only a matter of time before the regulations and laws are perfected in the future.

Although there is no official document, some precautions and detailed rules have already been issued to the hands of the relevant person in charge.

As the person in charge of the old language, Liu Xingwu also has information in his hands.

The cultural administrative department of the State Council shall be responsible for organizing the national intangible cultural heritage, and governments at all levels below the provincial level shall be responsible for organizing and supervising the specific protection of the project.

Confirm the protection unit and specifically undertake the protection and inheritance of the project.

The protection unit shall collect the physical objects and materials of the project, register, organize and file them, provide the necessary conditions for the inheritance of the project and related activities, protect the relevant cultural sites, and actively carry out display activities.

There are many and complicated things, Liu Xingwu didn't sleep well when he was tired, but he enjoyed it.

"Lin Xiong, what we want to count now is the information of old-fashioned artists, specific to each person's specific information, you do this, I won't say more. Liu Xingwu arranged the matter to the new comrade.

In front of him was a large number of ancient books, all of which were scripts that had been handed down for an unknown number of years.

Old-fashioned script.

The script needs to be photographed and archived, recorded and archived, and a camera is needed to take pictures, and Liu Xingwu took all his cameras.

Professional things, Lin Xiong can't help, record the information of the old artists, he can do it, let him do it.

"Good. Lin Xiong took his things and went out.

They are now in Zhang He's house, not in Hugou Primary School.

The renovation was going on over there, and Zhang Xing was busy working there with a group of workers, from morning to night.

Although Zhang Xing took the job, the salary must be paid according to the local standards, and the materials are all in accordance with the standards.

Working in the countryside, I have to take care of a meal at noon, and it is necessary to buy some cigarettes for the workers on a regular basis, so as to increase the enthusiasm of the workers.

Zhang He handed over these matters to Zhang Xing to deal with, and dealing with these workers is Zhang Xing's strength, and they are not easy to talk to.

When the money is in place, everything is easy to do, even the 50,000 yuan is not spent.

So far, Liu Xingwu has not dared to hold any kind of event, and he has no money to make trouble.

If they hold their own activities, they have no money on it, so they can only rely on themselves, and they can't do it in the village again, then it will be boring.

Lin Xiong went out and found Zhang He after turning a corner, and he only knew Zhang He in the whole village.

Zhang He was making a phone call with his mobile phone and gave a gesture, but Lin Xiong didn't make a sound and stopped aside.

"I know, you continue to inquire about the news, the factory's orders are put away, at most at the end of this year, next year's orders will not be accepted, the purchase of waste paper should also be said to the people at the scrap station, once something changes, at least not let the factory have any accidents." Zhang He commanded on the phone.

Hanging up the phone, Zhang He scratched his hair and didn't wash his hair for several days.

There are more things on the factory side now, and the environmental protection policy has not yet come down, and the various departments are talking to each other.

One wants environmental protection, the other wants economic development, these Zhang He can't get involved, so he can only wait for the results from above.

Policy changes must be grasped in a timely manner, otherwise once there is any sudden change, it will be a catastrophe for small enterprises.

Stopping for the time being is the best choice, but Zhang He doesn't have too good ideas about what to do with the follow-up business.

The suspension of orders is also very sudden for customers, and the orders that have been received must be continued, and Zhang He will have to explain the situation to customers at that time, and he can't just mess around.

Li Wen is in charge, and the other deputy factories will deal with some things.

"Xiaolin, what's wrong?" Zhang He asked, turning his head.

"Brother Zhang, Brother Wu asked me to collect information about the old artists. Lin Xiong said, with a gentle attitude.

I didn't know what to call Zhang He and Liu Xingwu, so I simply called them brothers.

"Okay, I'll call them, and you come with me. ”

Zhang He walked out of the door and called Zhang Delin and a large group of people.

Zhang Delin, Zhang Deyun, Zhang Delu, and Zhang Demin are all of the same generation and are brothers.

The other old artists are from other families in the village, but they are all surnamed Zhang, and a few are still Zhang Delin's apprentices.

"Grandfathers, I want to organize your information, archive it, and ask you to cooperate with my work. Lin Xiong said slowly.

Everyone sat in the courtyard, and Zhang He found a table so that Lin Xiong could put the documents on the table.

"What do you want?" Zhang Delin asked.

"Name, age, family situation, education, ethnicity, time spent studying art, skills mastered ......," Lin Xiong said one by one.

It is more detailed than the information of the account.

The old artists are the inheritors of the heritage, and they must carefully collect information and not miss a single one.

At this time, an old man walked outside the door, who looked to be about fifty years old.

Zhang He and several people looked over when they heard the voice.

Zhang Yusheng, who is also an old man in the village, also sang the old dialect when he was young, but gave up because he didn't make money, worked outside for a few years, and returned to the village when he was older, and the children in the family grew up, so he didn't have anything to worry about.

"Brother Delin, I ......" Zhang Yusheng wanted to speak and stopped.

His face is typical of Guanzhong peasant style, with short hair mixed with a little gray in the middle, the clothes on his body are all sewn at home, and the cloth shoes under his feet are also on his feet, and the uppers and soles are all mud dots.

Lin Xiong looked embarrassed, he didn't know what was going on, but Zhang Delin looked cold, and he didn't seem to want to see Zhang Yusheng.

"Say whatever you want, we still have something to do. Zhang Delin's tone was a little impatient.

Zhang Yusheng looked as if he was going to the execution ground, and after being silent for a long time, he said, "Brother Delin, are you still short of people?"

Lin Xiong looked dazed, could it be that there were other people in the village who could sing the old dialect?

It's just that after Zhang Yusheng said this, no one responded to him.

Several people in Zhang Jiade's generation were absent-minded, as if they didn't want to pay attention to him.

"Brother Delingo, I apologize to you for what happened before, I just want to continue to sing the same old tune now. Zhang Yusheng's face was full of sincerity.

"Didn't you say that you won't sing the same old dialect in the future?" Zhang Delin's face mocked.

Zhang He on the side hurriedly thought about it, searched for relevant information in his mind, thought for a while, and finally remembered.

It is said that Zhang Delin and Zhang Yusheng were different classes when they were young, and there was a conflict between the two classes, and the two formed a grudge during a performance, which has spread to this day.

Later, Zhang Yusheng's class was disbanded, and the two have not been in contact until now.

Today, Zhang Yusheng came to the door and made it clear that he wanted to release his old suspicions and sing the old song again.

Zhang He remembered that this Zhang Yusheng also had some skills, and he had a few scripts in his hand, which Delinban did not have.

"Yu Shengye, you sit first. Zhang He stood up, lifted the bench under him, and put it in front of Zhang Yusheng.

"Put the stool down. Zhang Delin said solemnly.

Zhang He smiled: "Master, Yusheng Ye has come all the way to visit, can't we still let the family sit? If this spreads, the people in the village will say that we have entered the intangible cultural heritage, and even the people in the village will not pay attention to it." ”

Seeing that Zhang Delin's expression softened, Zhang He hurriedly beckoned Zhang Yusheng to sit down.

The old man hesitated for a moment, but finally sat down on the stool.

"Brother Delin, although I don't sing the old dialect, how can I really not sing the old dialect, I see you singing on stage, my heart is also itchy, I want to sing the old dialect with you now, and be an accompanist. Zhang Yusheng's attitude is sincere.

He was the first to come, but not the last.

The old voice is in the limelight now, and it is only a matter of time before he goes out to perform.

Some people in the village began to organize a class club on their own initiative, preparing to set up another door.

The old dialect is intangible cultural heritage, and there is no rule for those who sing the old dialect, no matter who sings it, it is intangible cultural heritage.

These cultural departments are naturally happy to hear about it, and the more people who sing the old language, the easier it is to protect it, and it will not suddenly disappear.

"Master, you see that Yusheng Ye said so, he must want to sing the old dialect, we have just been selected for intangible cultural heritage now, for the sake of the old dialect in the future, the more people, the better. Zhang He persuaded him.

"Master, you are the class leader, and you will be a representative of the old dialect in the future, you have to be generous, and it is also a good story for us to spread it. Zhang He said with a smile.

Zhang Delin has a stubborn temper and loves face, so many years have passed, and his heart has long been let go.

Zhang Yusheng must have put it down a long time ago, otherwise he wouldn't have come over to say these words.

Hearing Zhang He's words, Zhang Delin's complexion softened.

Anyway, he is also a public figure, he has taken photos with city leaders, and he has also been interviewed by TV stations, so he should be generous.

The identity is different, now he is the head of the Delin class, and he is the representative of the old style.

"Okay, Zhang Yusheng, this is what my grandson said, not me, you can come and join us. Zhang Delin said slowly.

Zhang Yusheng's face suddenly showed a look of joy.

"Thank you, Delingo!"

"Thank you Xiao He!" Zhang Yusheng hurriedly said.

"Yu Shengye, I happen to be registering the information of the old artist now, you can register it. Zhang He greeted.

Lin Xiong on the side was in a state of confusion from beginning to end, and he didn't react until now.

It's time to register.