Chapter 133: Yuyang
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Xiao Yu hurriedly got up, but Dai Jiutian waved his hand, "You two young people eat, I want to go by myself." As I said before, take care of Mr. Sun. ā
Dai Jiutian walked out.
Xiao Yu was obedient and sat down again to eat with Sun Zhongyuan.
"Is there something wrong with your boss today?" After eating three soup dumplings in a row, Sun Zhongyuan stopped and said to Xiao Yu.
"It's kind of there. What did you tell him?" asked Xiao Yu.
"Didn't say anything, small talk. You heard it too, and you only got back to me tomorrow, and you didn't talk about business. ā
The two of them finally wiped out the six steamed buns, and Xiao Yu said, "Let's go, I'll find you a place to live." ā
"Forget it, I'll just find a hotel by myself. Sun Zhongyuan waved his hand, "Just contact me if you have a letter." ā
"Mr. Dai explained, take care of food and housing, I will take you to a good place, it is better than living in the city. Xiao Yu paused, "Are you still afraid that I will harm you?"
"It doesn't exist. Sun Zhongyuan smiled and nodded again, "Okay, listen to you." But I'm not going to talk to you. ā
Xiao Yu smiled, "Well, this is not a good time either. You have something on your mind, and it's not interesting. ā
"You're quite arrogant!"
Xiaoyu drove and took Sun Zhongyuan out of the city, and arrived at a resort in the mountains of the suburban county, not far from this resort, there is also a Taoist temple, and the incense is also very strong.
After checking in for Sun Zhongyuan, Xiaoyu left.
It's a nice place, there are hot springs in the resort, surrounded by greenery and a small river meandering not far away. If Sun Zhongyuan looked for it himself, he would definitely not find such a place.
Sun Zhongyuan took a shower in the room, and wanted to sleep, but he didn't fall asleep after lying down for more than ten minutes. Just, walked out and walked around.
The air is better than in the city. Sun Zhongyuan walked out of the resort, not far from a roadside, there is a small market, there are handicrafts, agricultural products, relying on Taoist temples, and incense candles and other things.
Sun Zhongyuan also went in for a walk. Seeing that there was a stall selling jujubes, a sister-in-law smiled honestly and asked Sun Zhongyuan to taste it, "The fruit that has just been beaten." ā
Sun Zhongyuan tasted one.
Crisp and sweet. He weighed a few pounds.
After weighing the jujubes, Sun Zhongyuan took a look at the situation, next to the sister-in-law who sold jujubes, there was an old man.
This old man's stall is quite interesting, with two wicker baskets, a basket of fiery persimmons, and a basket of copper coins with emerald green rust.
The old man had a cigarette in his mouth, "Buy some persimmons, cover them, and you can eat them if you buy them." ā
Sun Zhongyuan picked a few, and turned to look at the wicker basket containing copper coins.
There are many Song coins, Song coins are minted in large quantities, mostly bronze, not like the Qing Dynasty money, brass, and there are a lot of hand-me-down yellow and bright appearance, so Quanyou (ancient collectors) are mostly playing rust. In the copper coins, there are also some Qin half taels and Han five baht, but Sun Zhongyuan flipped through them, and there are no precious varieties.
There are also a few canes in it. The so-called cylinder is a few or even a dozen pieces of ancient money rusted together, shaped like a cylinder. Some spring friends especially like to buy tubes, which are cheaper, and more importantly, the tubes often don't look like anything from the appearance.
This wicker basket of copper coins is basically not very valuable, and it looks like it has just been dug up.
"Uncle, where did you get so many copper coins, how can you sell them?"
"I dug out of my backyard, two clay pots, both of them are this, the clay pots are broken, and I wonder if this thing is worth more than copper when sold. Isn't there someone who likes to collect it now, and sells it on the set by the way. ā
Sun Zhongyuan interface, "Uncle, you sell ancient money on this kind of set, and it is not easy to sell it!"
"I also asked my little grandson to check on the Internet, these money are not very valuable, you can pick one for five yuan!" the old man laughed.
Sun Zhongyuan was naturally not interested in these ancient coins, pulled them a few times, and was about to stop them, when he suddenly found that under the basket, there was a strange-shaped "tube".
When I picked it up, it turned out to be not a tube, but a beast-shaped, less than ten centimeters long, less than five centimeters wide, and flattened. It was covered with clods of earth and green rust, but it was still visible as a bronze base, and there were rare traces of gold on it.
After examining it, Sun Zhongyuan gasped slightly.
"Uncle, what is this thing?" Sun Zhongyuan picked up and asked.
"I didn't look closely, maybe it's a copper object. Why don't I wash it out for you?" There is a plastic bucket next to the old man, which contains water and scoops, probably for washing persimmons.
"No, no, no. Sun Zhongyuan hurriedly waved his hand, "I'll buy it directly, how much does it cost?"
"You give twenty dollars!" the old man bid at will.
Sun Zhongyuan was also embarrassed to bargain, and after thinking about it, he simply bought all the wicker baskets of persimmons from the old man.
I thought that although I would definitely not be able to eat it, Xiao Yu would come to him tomorrow. Although there is no friendship, after all, people drove themselves to pick them up.
The old man was very happy, "You said earlier, I'll give you this copper thing." ā
"That's not right, uncle, I bought this copper gadget before I decided to buy all your persimmons. Sun Zhongyuan explained with a smile. This is all a "problem" formed in the antique circle, different transactions can not be messy, and he has endured the habit of bargaining.
This old man is not an insider, so naturally he doesn't think too much.
"Big brother, you wrapped my basket of jujubes in a round!" The sister-in-law next to her actually joined in the fun.
"Can't eat, can't eat!" Sun Zhongyuan fled with a wicker basket.
In the small market, he also bought a bristle brush and some toothpicks. In fact, he wanted to buy bamboo chips, but he didn't.
Back in the room, Sun Zhongyuan put the persimmons and jujubes aside, spread a few sheets of paper on the table, and began to clean up the copper thing.
First of all, the large lumps of soil were removed, and the basic shape of this thing came out, which should be a beast shape, but it was not three-dimensional and too flat.
Sun Zhongyuan had already seen Baoguang, this thing was very old, but from the shape, it didn't look like a practical vessel, nor did it look like a ritual vessel.
Continuing to clean up, Sun Zhong originally picked a place with rare golden traces, and bristle brushes and toothpicks took turns.
His movements are relatively standardized, and they are all learned from Xu Beiwu. Cleaning the bronzes is a delicate job, and some rust colors cannot be touched, but it is useless to keep the soil layer.
Because it is thin, it is slow. After being busy for a long time, Sun Zhongyuan cleared up two "words".
"Sure enough, it's the wrong gold!" Sun Zhongyuan muttered to himself. There was a wrong gold inscription on this bronze vessel, and it must not be an ordinary thing.
These two words are small seals, and it is not difficult for Sun Zhongyuan to recognize: Yuyang.
Yuyang?
Isn't that where I am now?