I told the boss about this new discovery overnight. The boss was very surprised. The two of us discussed it for a long time and couldn't come to a conclusion. We could only find a way to go down to the pit to have a look. In addition, there are hundreds of types of cultural relics. It would be impossible to master them all.
Night story.
I know everything, but I am not good at everything. If you want to be a master in the ancient coin industry, you must belong to the people in our Zaihua circle in the Northeast. They can beat the current experts instantly. There are many masters there, and they choose the original source all year round.
Some people can tell what the inscriptions on ancient coins are by just looking at the side spiral pattern of ancient coins, and the accuracy is infinitely close to 100%.
For this broken coin, I asked the experts there through my connections with Brother Zhi, and got the exact date.
It was not minted privately among the people, nor minted by neighboring countries. It was definitely minted by officials from the south in the late Northern Song Dynasty.
People who don't understand may not have a concept or know what this means.
This means that this broken coin has rewritten a record in the history books. If it is not an iron coin, but a copper coin! It is complete! Then the value is very high! It is enough to reach the upper level of cultural relics.
Unfortunately, there is only half of it left, and it can only be used as a specimen! In the winter of 2012, this half of the iron coin appeared at an auction house in Beijing. The catalog was marked as "untested".
It means something that cannot be verified yet. As a result, it was bought directly through private negotiations during the auction preview period. I don’t know where it is now, but it must not have been in the museum anyway.
At dawn, I drove directly to buy eight coils of climbing ropes. The main rope was 100 meters long, and the auxiliary rope was 40 meters long. I filled two big bags. If such a long rope could not reach the bottom,
Then I can only give up.
After being invited to participate in the wedding ceremony that day, Lao Zhang's daughter Zhang Meng and I walked side by side on Hubin Road Pedestrian Street. Her mother asked her to come to a shop on the pedestrian street to buy some paper money and candles for the first seven days.
Externally, their family claimed that Lao Zhang died of a sudden illness due to a sudden illness. Only a few core members of the family knew that there were actually no ashes in the urn, only a handful of loess and a piece of clothing. It was a tomb.
Zhang Meng, who suddenly lost her father and was still in school, could not accept the reality. Her eyes were always red and swollen these days, her head was lowered when walking, and she was very depressed. Seeing her like this made me feel a little sorry.
There is a Western restaurant on the pedestrian street. It looks quite high-end. There are various English letters printed on the transparent glass door. There is also a handsome man playing the piano inside. Because it is almost noon after I finish shopping, I said I would like to treat you to dinner.
, she agreed.
After entering, I sat down and asked, "What do you want to eat? I'm treating you today."
"whatever."
I immediately snapped my fingers: "Weiteer."
Seeing no response, I shouted again: "Weite, here, order!"
The waitress came over immediately and asked me what I wanted to eat.
I said where is the menu?
She immediately said sorry and would bring it to me now, and asked me if I wanted an English menu or a Chinese menu.
"As long as you come in English." I said.
After all, I brought a girl here to eat high-end Western food. My original intention was to show off and show that I often come to this place to spend money. Anyway, I know that beef is pronounced as bifu, chicken is pronounced as quken, fish is pronounced as fufu, and for fruits,
Bananas are meant for you, apples are meant for you, and mangoes are meant for blind dogs. Western restaurants are just about eating these things. When I opened the English version of the menu, I was dumbfounded.
It seems like I don't know anyone.
"Do you have any taboos?" I asked.
Zhang Meng shook his head: "I can eat anything, just watch it."
I flipped it over and pointed to the two lines on the menu in English and said, "Then give us this and this one. Tell the chef that the portion is a little bigger. I didn't eat in the morning and I'm hungry."
The waiter gave me a strange look, turned around and left.
Soon the waiter brought two glasses of lemonade. I drank the lemonade and asked: "Xiaomeng, are you studying in high school or college now?"
At this time, the melodious piano sound suddenly sounded in the restaurant, and she replied: "I have just entered my freshman year, and I am studying in the Normal University in Hangzhou."
I nodded: "Normal school is good. You can be a teacher after you graduate. Once you are established, you will have an iron job and be respected by others. Although your father is gone, you must study hard and strive to go to big universities like Beijing and Shanghai in the future."
city Development."
After hearing this, she shook her head: "My mother asked me to go to the normal school. After I graduate, I don't want to be a teacher at all. I have no future. I plan to be a professional mistress in the future."
I looked puzzled.
She looked at me and said calmly: "Even if I am a rich person, I can't make money in the restaurant at home, my father is no longer here, my brother still has to go to school, and he will buy a house and get married after graduation. If I can earn more
Money, so that my mother doesn’t have to work so hard.”
"No, how could you have such a plan? You are young and have a diploma, so you can have better choices!"
She bit the straw and took a sip of lemonade. She raised her eyes and said, "It's nothing. I know a few seniors who do this. They can easily earn tens of thousands a month. One senior even said that she would wait until I graduate.
Just introduce it to me, I'll tell you this, and I've already decided, don't tell my mother, I don't want her to worry."
After hearing this, I shook my head and said nothing.
She looks delicate and thin, looks introverted and honest, and doesn't talk much. To be honest, I didn't expect her to have such bold future plans. I hope she thinks so now about the people and things she will meet after graduation in a few years.
Too much can change your mind.
"Waiter, waiter!"
"What's the matter, sir?"
"It's been half an hour! Where's the food I ordered? Why hasn't it been served yet!"
"Sir, you didn't order anything either. You just ordered two glasses of lemonade and a live piano music."
"I"
"Do you need to reorder now?"
Looking at the stifled laughter of the people around me, I thought to myself, "Oh my God, you are so embarrassed this time."
"No! No more! We have something to do and have to leave!"
"Okay sir, please settle the bill here. The total is two hundred and sixty, two glasses of lemonade forty, piano playing two hundred, plus 10% service fee."
I took a deep breath, and my good moral character prevented me from swearing on the spot. I thought to myself, I just drank two glasses of boiled water! I soaked a piece of rotten lemon! Two hundred and sixty? You might as well say you were robbed, so I can still
Feel better.
I told Zhang Meng that this place was too bad, and told her to take her to another place to eat. I went to the front desk to pay the bill and was about to leave, when suddenly a man walked up to me. This man covered his face with a scarf, only his eyes were exposed.
outside.
The man, with a hoarse voice, asked the waiter if they sold ketchup in small bags.
The waiter politely explained: "We don't have it here. You can go to the hamburger restaurant and ask, they probably have what you need."
The other person turned around and walked away. At this moment, the person suddenly saw me and stared at me with his exposed eyes for a full minute.
I also stared at him, and for some reason I felt that his eyes were somewhat familiar.
A few seconds later, he suddenly came over, stood in front of me, put one hand on his chest and said: "Blessed Boundless Heavenly Lord, may I ask this little friend, do you know where to buy tomato dip in bags around here?
