"We only walked more than 300 meters in the morning, isn't this a bit too inefficient?" Ah Fei asked, sitting under the truck.

"It's really inefficient! But what can we do if we don't do this? None of us can rob tombs to see feng shui, and if we want to find antiques, we can only use this stupid method. Jia Lei said dejectedly.

"Jia Lei, how many bags of instant noodles do you want?" Dasha asked, looking up.

"I'm not in a good mood and I'm not hungry! Jia Lei said listlessly.

"Oh! You have an average of two bags of noodles per person, and my total of twelve bags is enough. After Dasha finished speaking, he took out half a box of instant noodles and tore them on the ground one by one.

"This thing can't be boiled for too long, I'll help you. Ah Fei leaned over to help Dasha tear up the bag, and the little Jew also came out.

"Yo, you've had a good harvest, you've found a lot of things this morning. Little Jew said, looking at the pile of odds and ends.

"Not bad, whatever! It's all, and it's not even worth anything. Jia Lei complained.

"I think this hairpin is good, it should be worth a lot, right?" asked the little Jew, picking up the only piece of jewelry he found.

"It's useless! Only half of this hairpin is still silver-clad iron, and it is worthless without even a pattern on it. Jia Lei replied.

"Can't you say that? There are so many antiques that even a piece of iron is worth a lot, and maybe this one is worth a lot of money!

"This is not valuable, looking at the shape and system of the hairpin, it is obvious that it is from the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China. Even if it's good, it's not worth a lot of money, not to mention that it's still broken. The drunkard shook his head and said.

"That's right...... Have you found anything of value today?" asked the little Jew.

"I didn't find it! The most valuable thing is a piece of silver weighing one or two, but unfortunately it is still a piece of broken silver. Ah Fei shook his head and said.

"Maybe we can still gain a little, it depends on Grandpa Bai's appraisal results, but these things we found are estimated to be worthless except for a few copper coins. Jia Lei said without hope.

"Don't be discouraged, we still have a lot of time!" said the little Jew comforting Jia Lei.

"I know, but I'll get a piece of gold, too, and I'll pick up an iron rice bowl in the morning! How annoying is it? I'm a man who can earn tens of thousands of dollars a minute...... In four hours, I can earn a golden job for myself. Jia Lei angrily threw the iron rice bowl in his hand into a pile of things at the drunkard's feet.

"Don't throw it away! these are antiques, what if they are broken?" said the drunkard Bai as he carefully picked up the iron rice bowl.

"What's there to be afraid of a pile of broken copper and iron! These things have been soaked in water for dozens or hundreds of years, and they can't be broken anymore!" Jia Lei said indifferently.

"What do you know? This is an iron rice bowl, okay? This thing is a first-class cultural relic. The drunkard Bai carefully picked up the iron rice bowl and wiped it, and even rinsed himself with his own water.

"What's so strange about just a broken iron rice bowl?" asked Jia Lei puzzled.

"In fact, in ancient times, there were no rice bowls made of iron! Iron tools were strictly controlled by the government, and ordinary people could not afford to use them...... And people who can use iron tools dislike it, they love to rust and are not clean, and they use porcelain bowls and silver rice bowls, so this kind of iron rice bowl is still very rare. The drunkard Bai said that at this time, the iron rice bowl had been washed out by him.

"Yo! there seems to be a picture on it?" The little Jew looked over curiously and said, as soon as Jia Lei heard that there was a picture on it, he immediately sat up and leaned over.

"There's a beautiful woman painted on it, and she looks pretty pretty -- it's definitely a very valuable antique. Ah Fei glanced at the picture above.

"Grandpa Bai, take a closer look at what dynasty this iron rice bowl belongs to?" Jia Lei asked nervously.

"Qing Dynasty!" Jia Lei said without hesitation as soon as his voice fell.

"Hey, Qing Dynasty?...... The things of the Qing Dynasty were worthless. Jia Lei immediately said deflated.

"Do you take a closer look? maybe it's from another dynasty?" asked the little Jew reluctantly.

"This is definitely a bowl of the Qing Dynasty, because the painting engraved on it is the story of the iron rice bowl. Drunkard Bai pointed to the painting on it.

This iron rice bowl has been hidden at the bottom of the water and there is almost no rusty place, so the carved painting on it is still very clear.

"What does the story of the iron rice bowl have to do with the beauties above!" Jia Lei asked puzzled.

"If you say that, you must have never heard of the origin of the iron rice bowl!" said the drunkard.

"Could it be that there is something else to say here?" Ah Fei asked.

"Uncle Bai, can you tell us a group of illiterate people?" asked the little Jew in a lively manner.

"The origin of the iron rice bowl comes from the Qing Dynasty Reading Wei Caotang Ji.

The book says that the beautiful maid of a certain squire's house broke a bowl, and the man wanted to punish her. When the maid knelt down and admitted her mistake, her breasts were slightly exposed. When the man was old, he could not cope with it, so he replaced all the dishes at home with iron, and ordered the maid not to work from now on, and the salary was still paid. The drunkard Bai said seriously.

"Oh my God! Everyone says that the work of state-owned enterprises is an iron rice bowl...... If only they knew the origin, they wouldn't be ashamed. The little Jew exclaimed, and Ah Fei was equally surprised.

There is also a folk legend that once when Emperor Qianlong visited Jiangnan in a private visit, he met a startled horse, and was saved by a blacksmith and became a general, but the blacksmith did not listen to the military orders and talked back to his superiors, and he violated the military law and fought and was injured! Later, the emperor hated him and sent him back to his hometown in Jiangnan!

The blacksmith didn't want to kill the enemy in battle, so he agreed! Before leaving, the emperor asked him if he had any other requirements, and the blacksmith said that he wanted to open a restaurant. The emperor gave him a gold-lettered signboard with the words "good restaurant" written on it, but unfortunately his restaurant was unpalatable, and the customers smashed his rice bowl one after another! Saying that he had committed the crime of defrauding the king, the blacksmith was so frightened that he hurried to the capital to ask the Qianlong Emperor for his guilt, and after hearing this, the emperor rewarded him with an iron rice bowl, and no one dared to smash his rice bowl again!

Later, the blacksmith closed the restaurant, and then resumed the craft of iron-making and relied on his own skills to eat, because he felt that the emperor wanted to tell him that the skill of iron-making and eating should not be lost. The drunkard said in vain. (Apocryphal)

"Well, I think the latter statement is reliable. Jia Lei nodded and said.

It's a pity that the latter is just a folklore and has no evidence, but the first story is written by Ji Yun, a scholar of the Qing Dynasty, who was a politician and writer in the Qing Dynasty, and a high-ranking official during the Qianlong period. He also served as the imperial history of the Zuodu, the secretary of the Ministry of War, the Ministry of Rites, the co-organizer of the university scholar and the prince of the country, and served as the chief compiler of the "Siku Quanshu". Therefore, the book he wrote is still very authoritative! If there really is a later story, Scholar Ji would definitely not dare to use a maid as a metaphor for an iron rice bowl. The drunkard said in vain.

"So the beauty painted on this iron rice bowl is that lady?" Jia Lei asked curiously.

"No! you can see how this woman is dressed, she must be rich...... There are also words on this bowl! The lotus fragrance on the boat is fragrant, and Qingqing is heartbroken when I see it. Now give you an iron rice bowl, and hope that you will hold the bowl into the wing. This is clearly a token given by a sour scholar to a woman in a green house, probably this scholar thought that the girl on the flower boat understood his mind when she saw the iron rice bowl, but unfortunately this matter did not go as he thought later...... Since the iron rice bowl was thrown into Luoshui, it means that the girl on the flower boat is definitely unwilling. The drunkard Bai reasoned that Jia Lei and the others even nodded their heads when they heard it, and this reasoning made sense.

"I think this scholar is really shameless, and he is still in the wing! In ancient times, it seemed that only subordinates and concubines lived in the wings, right? The iron rice bowl originally told the story of a lady, did this scholar make it clear that he asked the girl to be a maid in the room? In other words, whoever saw this bowl would throw it away. Jia Lei said.

"You still can't eat? The instant noodles are already mushy, and if you don't eat them, they won't taste good. Dasha shouted on the side, he had already eaten three bowls of instant noodles himself.

"It's coming, it's coming!" Jia Lei and the others walked over one after another and said.

"Is this instant noodle really unpalatable after a long time?" the little Jew complained after taking a bite of instant noodles, he had eaten too much delicacies from the mountains and seas recently, and he couldn't eat such an unpleasant thing at all.

"If you don't want to eat it, then remember to wipe the bowl clean. In the end, I will rinse with water!" said Jia Lei, who said that they had to save a little water at the very moment.

"Okay, I'll just have some cookies later. The little Jew said that the other people didn't dislike the instant noodles because they were unpalatable, and even Jia Lei ate all the instant noodles in the bowl.

"Don't pour it! it's a shame to throw out such a delicious thing!" said a seven-year-old child who jumped out of the nearby grass.

"Who are you?" Jia Lei asked immediately.

"I'm a kid from a village who lives near here, and I came to the river today to play and just smelled the smell of instant noodles. The child drooled as he looked at the instant noodles in the little Jew's hand, which he had only eaten one bite of.

"Hmm...... If you don't dislike it, I'll give it to you!" the little Jew was stunned for a moment, then handed the bowl in his hand.

"Do you really give it to me?" asked the child, happily.

"He's already eaten it, and there's nothing else here, so I'll give you a new one." Jia Lei hurriedly took a new pair of chopsticks and handed them to the child.

"It's okay! I watched it just now, and he just took a small bite and ate it all in his stomach. The rest of the instant noodles are not dirty, I can eat this. The child took the new chopsticks and said.

"Well......" Jia Lei didn't know what to say, after all, in the early nineties, ordinary rural children really couldn't eat instant noodles often.

"Why don't you eat it?" asked the child.

"No, I'll eat it!" Jia Lei immediately picked up chopsticks to block his mouth, in this case, wasting food will be punished by God.

"I'm full!" said the child, who finally put down his chopsticks after eating two bowls of instant noodles in a row, but his eyes were still fixed on the remaining instant noodles and noodle soup in the pot.

"What are you going to do with this soup later?" the child asked suddenly.

"Of course it was poured out. Ah Fei replied.

"What a pity! This soup tastes so good, and there are still a lot of noodles left in it. The child said regretfully.

"You can't stay here to attract flies if you don't fall out, can you?" said the little Jew as he played with the metal detector curiously, and the child looked curiously at the metal detector in his hand.

"Can you give me the rest of the noodles and soup, I want to take them back for my sister to taste?" the child asked.

"Yes! There's a bunch of spice packets left here, so you can take them back with you. Jia Lei said distressedly, and then took a bag and stuffed seven or eight bags of instant noodles into his hand and gave them to him.

"Thank you so much, you're such a nice person! I'll send you the pot back when my sister finishes eating." The child said happily that he really didn't expect to be able to eat such delicious food when he came from afar to smell the smell.

"Then you have to hurry up! If you put this noodle down, you won't be able to eat it. Dasha immediately reminded him.

"Thank you!" the child said, picked up the pot and ran away.

"Oh, did you just give him the pot, what if he doesn't bring it back? The drunkard Bai asked worriedly.

"I think this kid is fine...... You won't squint the pot, will you?" Jia Lei said uncertainly.

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(The story of Qianlong and the blacksmith is too long, I will put it in the free testimonials later, because the story comes from the Internet, I am embarrassed to charge, if you want to see the specific story, remember to read the testimonials below.) I want to talk about "Rebirth 1990: The Invisible Rich" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find a confidant~