Start as a farmer from an ordinary world

Chapter 37 Buying Copper Coins as Scrap Copper

In just a few minutes, a group of Broken Boys came back with yams in their hands, and even brought the guys who ate.Accompanying, there are several adults watching the fun.

They were also a little envious and exaggerated that Rhubarb was a good dog.

Several people naturally rejected Wang Manyin's words of leaving a meal.These days, no one is rich.The children are greedy, so it makes sense to stay for a bite, but the average adult really doesn't have such a thick skin.

I was afraid that when I stewed rabbit meat, the group of broken children would be impatient and would keep rushing to the cave entrance, and they might be bitten by rhubarb.

Wang Manyin thought about it, and simply set up an earthen stove by the side of the outfield, and set up an iron pot to stew meat.

In fact, compared to the previous days, the earth dog has changed a lot.

Generally, when Wang Manyin is at home, it will only bark a few times when it sees someone coming, and will not really step forward to bite.

If Wang Manyin was not at home, this guy would be in another form, very protective of his family.As long as someone came to the side of the field, it immediately rushed forward with grinning teeth, and would not let it approach the cave at all.

Previously, Wang Manyin got a lot of loess lumps for the clay kiln noodles, and it just came in handy now.

When everything was ready, he started to cook the meat over a fire.

Looking at the sun above the head, it's almost ten o'clock. By noon, the rabbit meat should be stewed.

Wait for the pot to heat up and pour the oil, add the onion, garlic and chili to taste, and then pour the rabbit meat cut into pieces into the half-clay pot.

Stirring back and forth several times, Wang Manyin added half a pot of water, covered the pot and simmered.

During this period of time, he has been groping around the pot and the stove, and he has a bit of a chef's demeanor.

From the moment the rabbit meat was put into the pot, the group of children squatted not far away like hungry wolves, staring at the iron pot, and many of them even blew.

After the pot boiled, Wang Manyin asked the stone to help add firewood, while he went back to the house to cut potatoes.

There is no peeling, and the surface soil is washed directly with a loofah, and everything is done in half.The temperature difference between day and night in the Loess Plateau is large, coupled with the lack of water, so the potato starch content is high, and it tastes silky.

I added water twice on the way, and it was almost noon when a pot of potato stewed rabbit meat was finally ready.

This group of broken children was already impatient, chatting around the pot one by one.

Wang Manyin asked them to line up their respective bowls on the ground, and then shovel vegetables into them one by one.

There is no favoritism, each person has a flat bowl, let the children take it home and eat with their families.

There were almost two bowls left in the pot, which were naturally reserved for Wang Manyin and Rhubarb.

After settling down the rhubarb, Wang Manyin shoveled a bowl for himself, took two cool nests, squatted at the base of the cave wall and gnawed.

Not to mention, the stewed potato has a slightly meaty taste, and even the taste is different.

After the two nests were eaten, he had just cleaned up the side of the field when someone came to the door.

He knew this person. He was Zhang Ersuo from Shichuan Village, a well-known painter in all villages.The so-called painters are the craftsmen who carry the paintbrush in the countryside of the Loess Plateau.

In the past, rich families had to find professional painters to paint furniture and draw cabinets.There are also murals of gods in temples, which are usually made by them.

This is definitely a technical job, and it cannot be done without strong skills.

In the early years, Zhang Ersuo traveled all over the world with his master, and was very popular for his skills.

It's a pity that there are no big landlords now, and it is difficult for ordinary farmers to eat enough, and they rarely have the thought to ask people to paint on their own furniture.

So Zhang Ersuo is now honestly farming in Shichuan Village, only going out occasionally to do a side job.

The other party was holding a cloth bag in his hand, and he couldn't see what was inside, feeling that it was heavy.

"Manyin, does the consignment store collect scrap copper?" Zhang Ersuo put the bag on the ground and bent over to untie it.

"Of course, scrap copper and iron, old books and newspapers, pig and sheep bones... as long as the supply and marketing cooperatives ask for it, I will collect it here, and the price is the same."

Wang Manyin responded casually, and turned his head to look into the cloth bag.

Immediately, he was startled, and asked anxiously, "Where did you get these things?"

The rag bag was full of copper coins, hundreds of them.

"I... I didn't steal it. Two days ago, when I was digging a squirrel hole, I dug out a broken porcelain jar from the mountain ridge behind the village, which contained a jar of copper coins. The porcelain jar looked very beautiful, but it was a pity that I dug it to pieces It's gone." Fearing that he would be regarded as a thief, Zhang Ersuo hurriedly explained.

"That's it," Wang Manyin also realized now, and he was a little fussy.

This year is different from later generations, even if an ancient tomb is actually dug, it is not illegal.

Moreover, most people do not have a clear understanding of cultural relics. Even if they are dug in the ground, most of them are sold to supply and marketing cooperatives.

The bronze wares in many museums in later generations come from this way.

There is also a news on the Internet that a farmer dug up a gold seal and sold it for eight cents.

However, Wang Manyin had no idea how much the purchase price of the copper coins should be.It is impossible to let people wait and go to the supply and marketing cooperative to ask now.

He reached out and grabbed a handful in the cloth bag to make sure that there were no iron coins mixed in, and then he said, "Your copper coins are rusted on top, how about six cents a catty?"

"Okay, let's weigh it." Zhang Ersuo probably inquired about the purchase price of scrap copper from the supply and marketing cooperative, so he didn't continue to negotiate the price.

Wang Manyin didn't say any more, and directly took out the steelyard from the cave, hung it on the cloth bag and weighed it.

After weighing, he reported a number: "Four catties and four liang, the cloth bag will give you one liang of gross weight, and you can weigh it yourself."

As he spoke, he handed the scale to the other party.

"No, no, just count as four catties and three taels." Zhang Ersuo waved his hands repeatedly.In fact, before he came here with the things, he had borrowed the name of the production team.

After the account was settled, Wang Manyin went back to the house and handed over the money to the other party.

Sending Zhang Ersuo away, he couldn't wait to search the pile of copper coins.As a later generation, Wang Manyin has naturally watched many treasure-appreciation programs, and once fantasized about picking up leaks and getting rich overnight.

For this reason, he also specially bought a lot of books on collection for research.After reading a few books, I felt that I had learned something, so I started to sweep the stalls.

In the end, after throwing thousands of dollars as tuition fees, he came to his senses.

Although his identification knowledge is a little bit nil, he still knows what cultural relics are worth.Especially in this day and age, there is no such thing as fraud.

However, after looking at two handfuls of copper coins in succession, Wang Manyin was a little disappointed.

It basically belongs to the Tongbao of the Emperor Song Dynasty. This kind of money is a very common copper coin in the Northern Song Dynasty, and it has a very large amount of money in the world.Even in the news reports of later generations, there are tons and tons of unearthed.

Ordinary Huangsong Tongbao has an extremely low market price in later generations, usually a few yuan each, and has no collection value at all.

In addition, there are some Han half two, five baht, and Sui five baht, Tang Dynasty Kaiyuan Tongbao... I found more than half of them, and they are basically common products.

Only one special Kaiyuan Tongbao was found, and it was preserved to later generations, and it is estimated that it can be sold for thousands of yuan.

He was checking, when he heard shouts from the sidelines, but it was the two educated youths who he had just brought back to the village yesterday.

Wang Manyin still remembered their names, the male was named Liu Xiangyang, and the female was named Shen Jinqin.

"You guys are here, what do you want to buy?" He hurriedly yelled at Rhubarb and asked.

"Brother Wang, does your consignment store sell iron pots? We want to buy one." Shen Jinqin directly explained the purpose of her visit.

"What do you mean?" Wang Manyin was a little confused for a while, "Didn't the production team prepare a big iron pot for your educated youths? The four-foot pot is enough for ten people to eat."

Hearing this, Liu Xiangyang replied with some embarrassment: "We agreed today that ten people will take turns to cook. As a result, I burned it out on the first day..."

After listening to the other party's narration, Wang Manyin could only silently praise in his heart: Talent!
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