The middle-aged scholar was very sure that there was no such thing at home.
I asked my old wife and my daughter, but neither of them knew when the bronze mirror appeared.
The middle-aged scholar immediately knew something was wrong.
According to the principle that a gentleman does not speak, his strange power confuses his spirit, and a gentleman does not eat the food he complains about, and a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall...
The middle-aged scholar originally wanted to throw away the bronze mirror.
Just when he was about to take action, a picture appeared on the bronze mirror.
The picture shows a large house with a garden.
There is a plum tree in the corner of the garden.
A middle-aged man was burying a jar of copper coins under the plum tree.
This is called cellar gold.
Rich families everywhere have this habit of putting their money in an urn and burying it underground.
In this way, when the situation is exhausted, it can be used as capital for a comeback.
The idea is good.
But generally speaking, it is the old people who die without having time to reveal the location of the cellar money. When the people who buy the house later renovate it, they can often make a windfall.
The middle-aged scholar's name was Mei Wenxin. When he saw the picture of gold in the vault in the bronze mirror, his eyes straightened.
He was familiar with that place.
It was the wealthy family where Mei Wenxin worked as a teacher before.
He was also familiar with that plum tree.
Because his surname is Mei, Mei Wenxin likes plum blossoms the most. Whenever the flowers bloom, he will wander under the plum trees and recite poems.
Mei Wenxin is still very familiar with people who hide gold.
Isn’t that the master of a wealthy family?!
Although he looks at least ten years younger, his appearance remains the same.
Mei Wenxin recognized him at a glance.
"Is it true?"
Mei Wenxin, with a skeptical attitude, secretly ran to the wealthy family's house at night.
After all, he was familiar with the roads, and he successfully found the plum tree, and then actually dug out a jar of gold.
An urn of copper coins.
There were a thousand copper coins in a string, and at least tens of thousands of coins were buried in the urn, because over time, the ropes used to string the coins had rotted.
Mei Wenxin felt ashamed and happy at the same time, so he went back with a jar of copper coins in his arms.
It was dawn the next day.
Mei Wenxin anxiously found the urn from under the bed. The copper coins in it were still the same. They were not like some legends and stories, where copper coins were made of stones or shells and were transformed by evil spirits to play tricks on people's hearts. The original shape would appear the next day.
Bloody things happen.
Mei Wenxin struggled over and over again. After all, the virtue of a scholar was no match for his old wife and daughter who had been with him for decades.
Listening to the excruciating pain of his old wife coughing and tossing and turning all night, and then seeing her daughter weeping alone and forcing a smile, Mei Wen's confidence was shattered.
A jar of copper coins was all spent.
The old wife finally received the best treatment and used the best medicine.
Finally, she no longer had to endure the pain and was able to sleep comfortably.
The doctor said that as long as a few more medicines are used, the old wife may be able to recover to 70% to 80% of her former self, and she will have at least ten more years of good life.
The next day, Mei Wenxin went to bed, got up in the middle of the night, and found the bronze mirror hidden in the flower pot.
He had expectations and fears in his heart.
I was looking forward to the bronze mirror giving new clues to making a fortune, but I was also afraid of this obviously problematic evil thing.