Yang Xiuwen didn't expect that a small night market could also pick up leaks, so he simply used the eye of the sky to check all the stalls.

After scooping a few more jade plaques, after no more omissions, he walked towards the north end of the night market.

When he saw Cao Guoqing, he was holding a small turtle in his hand, and when he swept through the eyes of the sky, it turned out to be a gilded one.

Knowing that fifty harvested, he gave Cao Guoqing a thumbs up and said, "Okay, Brother Cao, I missed it, I'm lucky."

Cao Guoqing laughed proudly.

Back home, Yang Xiuwen took out the tools for digging the tomb, a small wooden knife, and a small brush, and put the copper coin and the inch Buddha on the coffee table.

First pick up the Buddha statue and look carefully, typical of the Ming Dynasty Yongxuannian court style.

The Yellow God of Wealth is one of the five gods of wealth offered by the major sects of Tibetan Buddhism, and is the head of all the gods of wealth.

It has a wide range of beliefs in Tibetan areas, which means to eliminate the six realms of poverty, increase wealth, and increase longevity.

This God of Wealth wears a flower crown, a square face, eyebrows, round eyes, a solemn expression, broad shoulders, and a large belly and a round waist.

He has a belt around his waist, a rosary in his left hand, a spitting mouse in the crook of his arm, and a mani in his right hand.

In particular, the four treasure vases under the body mean that the treasures continue to fall on the lotus platform, symbolizing the wealth of the four directions.

He picked up a soft cloth and gently wiped the Buddha's body, and soon revealed a golden yellow, which was a big leak.

Gently put the God of Wealth down, picked up the wooden knife and began to clean up the copper coins, which were very tightly glued to each other.

For about twenty minutes, eighteen copper coins were neatly placed on the coffee table, and Yang Xiuwen sighed and cleaned up the soil and rust residue on the coffee table.

Sit down again and start sweeping with a brush one by one, Xianfeng Tongbao, Guangxu Tongbao...

Suddenly, his heart jumped up, and the word Zhenku appeared in front of him, and he slowly turned it over, and Baoyuan was created.

This is the Qing Dynasty town treasury currency, strictly speaking the town treasury money is not a circulating currency, but a kind of disaster relief and evil spirits, worship the gods, all dynasties have been recorded, belongs to the treasure in the money.

Yang Xiuwen glanced at the remaining copper coins, and there were no more.

Then he knocked his head again and said, "I dare to think about it, I want to have another one." ”

Carefully put away the town treasury and the statue of the God of Wealth and Buddha separately, and wiped the coffee table clean, everything was in order, and his mood calmed down.

Looking up at the watch on the wall, it's eleven o'clock, it's time to practice.

Early in the morning, the master Chen Zhiwu inspected Yang Xiuwen's standing post and expressed his satisfaction, it seems that the apprentice has not been lazy these days.

In fact, Yang Xiuwen was indeed not lazy during the archaeological period, practicing at night in a temporary tent every day, running in the morning, and then standing on a pile, rain or shine.

Chen Zhiwu said, "Xiuwen, starting today, I will call you fist and foot kung fu, and in the future, you will stand on the pile for half an hour and fist for half an hour every day." After saying that, he punched the fist again.

Yang Xiuwen read it carefully, played it back in his mind, and began to practice.

Chen Zhiwu's eyes were about to fall to the ground, and he shouted in his heart, I have taken in a fucking monster apprentice! I just played it again, and I was learned to score no wrong.

He stepped forward, made subtle corrections to Yang Xiuwen's movements, and then asked him to practice for half an hour.

After practicing boxing, Yang Xiuwen reported to the master about his work experience during this time, as well as the opening of the small shop and wanted to invite the master to support the scene, Chen Zhiwu readily agreed.

The small shop has been renovated, and Cao Guoqing is running to change the business license in the past two days.

The original cement steps were paved with solid wood, beige, and the door was replaced with a hollow double opening, mahogany-colored, inlaid with transparent glass, and the door was crowned with false eaves and glazed tiles.

There is a black plaque under the eaves, with gilt patterns on the side, and the book in the middle - Wenxuan Pavilion is full of ancient charm.

There is a small counter on the stairs on the first floor, the Duobao Pavilion is all on the wall, the sofa, the coffee table is in the middle, a new set of kung fu tea sets is placed on the coffee table, and a pot of green plants is placed in the corner of the wall.

The second floor is also a solid wood floor, with a large desk with the four treasures of Wenfang.

There are two circle chairs opposite and on the side of the desk, and there are a few low chairs in the middle of the chairs, and there are several pots of green plants to complement each other, which is full of book fragrance.

After reading it, Yang Xiuwen was moved in addition to being satisfied, he didn't do anything for the master, but the master did too much for himself.

The second floor of Wen Bao Zhai.

Yang Xiuwen said to Zhou Xingwen, "Master, I've been to see the shop, it's perfect, your vision is amazing, if you go to the decoration industry, it's also this." He gave a thumbs up.

Zhou Xingwen pointed at him with a smile and said, "I haven't seen you for a few days, you kid is good at slapping on the back, the decoration money you gave has not been used up, go back and take it away with the money you bought antiques." ”

Yang Xiuwen asked again, "Master, what do I have to prepare for the opening of the shop, and I don't have any friends, just the two of you." ”

Zhou Xingwen interrupted him and said, "Don't worry about this, I have already invited people, they are all my friends for many years, and they will open in three days." If you have time to make some more calligraphy and paintings, bring them over, and I will find someone to frame them and hang them in your shop. ”

After speaking, he patted him on the shoulder and said, "Do you remember the Baishou picture you wrote last time, and the director's father-in-law was quite satisfied." When the shop opens, the director will come. ”