Chapter two hundred and eighty second silver dollar
"Mr. Han, I'll give you this. My great-grandfather said that you are a good man. He asked me to give you this book. You can give me some money to help some orphans and widows in our village."
My grandfather said that not all of these books belong to him. Over the years, he has only kept these two books, and the others have been destroyed." Qian Daniu directly photographed a thick book in Han Dynasty
Peacock on hand.
Han Peacock lowered his head and looked: "Annals of the Ten Kingdoms? I said."
Han Kongque was furious, but he quickly reacted. After seeing the dim book seal, he directly took the book into Jiang Lin's hands.
"Look, this is the reward. Quickly take off your clothes. I don't need you to run naked back to the Magic City from here. You can just run around Qian's Corner."
"Oh my god, is this another book from Qian Qianyi's collection? Just now it was a Chronicle of the Nine Kingdoms, what is this chronicle of the Ten Kingdoms?" Jiang Lin was dumbfounded.
Han Peacock laughed loudly: "Sister-in-law, I will write you a check for three million. This kind of cash check can be converted into cash at the bank. You can do it yourself."
Liu Shu's Chronicle of the Ten Kingdoms is also an only copy with clear records that was destroyed in the fire of Jiangyun Tower. If only one Chronicle of the Nine Kingdoms appears, it does not prove that Qian Qianyi committed fraud and hid many precious ancient books. So now
The appearance of the Annals of the Ten Kingdoms is certain.
One copy may have been lost accidentally, but the other two are hard to explain.
"What kind of luck is this, kid?" Jiang Lin said angrily.
"No matter what kind of luck I have, I am always rewarded for being a good person. You don't know how to take it seriously, right? The words haven't been spoken yet! If you go back on your word, it will be too much of a loss of character." Han Kongque pursued fiercely.
Hit the road.
Jiang Lin said: "Forget it, brother, admit defeat. You can change the conditions and think that brother owes you a favor."
"That's it!" Han Kongque touched his chin and thought carefully about how to use this favor.
"You don't need to be so serious, right? It's better to use favors sparingly." Seeing Han Kongque's expression of wanting him to return the favor immediately, Jiang Lin felt a chill in his heart, fearing that Han Kongque would make some excessive demands.
Han Kongque said: "Don't worry, I'm not as shameless as you. I even plot against my friends. I heard that houses are going to be built over there? Just give me a few houses at the cost price!"
However, I paid for this. So it’s not a favor. What do you think of my side? Over there, I plan to build some staff dormitories. However, I don’t have the talent in this area. If you support me, you can treat it as repayment to me.
It’s a favor.”
Jiang Lin was obviously relieved after hearing Han Kongque's conditions. Such conditions were too simple for him.
So Jiang Lin was deeply afraid that Han Kongque would regret it, so he immediately said: "Li Yuncong, come here, he is an engineer of our group, just ask him to design and plan the house you want to build.
I'm building a villa area over there. If you need it, I'll leave a few units for you. Okay, I have something else to do. Li Yuncong, please stay and help him. I'm leaving."
"Why is he running so fast?" Han Kongque stared at Jiang Lin, a little confused.
"Mr. Li, I'm going to trouble you in the future. Look at our side. We are going to build a group of community houses. How can we design them appropriately?" Han Peacock said, pointing to the surrounding wasteland.
Beyond the hills here is the reservoir, and there are some unused ravines. Even if there is some flat land, there are many large stones on the flat ground. These stones are the same as those under the Zhenshui Temple. They are all very hard bluestone. So if you want to
Removing these stones will definitely cost a lot of money.
Li Yuncong (the roommate and brother of Huang Tu Ge, who starred in the book, and is the first supporting actor) said: "It is not suitable to build a house in the north of Qianjiajiao, unless a hill is leveled. Otherwise, those places are not suitable.
If you build a house in the south of the village, or on the original site of the village, there will be no problem at all. Our company has already detected the house there and has ready-made drawings that you can borrow."
Han Kongque said: "We can't use the cultivated land over there. The commercial land in the north that belongs to our water plant is all mountainous. It's okay to change the use to build commercial housing, but there is no need to destroy the cultivated land over there. It's too troublesome.
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Li Yuncong said: "If this is the case, the cost will be very high."
"No matter how high it is, it can't match the housing prices in the urban area." Han Kongque said.
Li Yuncong smiled: "That's true. If you really want to build a house here, then I will send someone over to conduct an on-site inspection to see where it is suitable."
Han Kongque said: "You're right to move closer to your construction site."
Han Peacock pointed to the east of Qianjiajiao, close to Lijiaji.
Although he doesn't know how to build a house, he knows that the area around him is not good. The underground water source is too rich. Because there is too much water, the underground has been corroded and hollowed out. If you want to build a high-rise building in a place like this, it is simply impossible.
Human life is a joke.
Although the leveling of the small hills to the east of Qianjiajiao is more troublesome and expensive, the geological structure there is much more stable than here, so there should be no problem in building a house there.
Moreover, it is close to the villa area built by Jianglin Company, and they will definitely follow up on some infrastructure facilities. In this way, Han Kongque can save a large amount of funds for infrastructure construction.
Seeing that Han Peacock couldn't finish talking, Han Xing became anxious: "Brother, let's go back to the village quickly! It will be too late if we don't go back."
"Late? Late for what?" Han Peacock was confused and didn't know what Han Xing was talking about.
Han Xing said: "Brother, all the books in Qian Qianyi's collection have been scattered to the villagers in Qianjiajiao Village. Jiang Lin and those old men have all gone to the village."
Han Kongque said: "Are they going to collect the books? Don't worry about them. Preserving ancient books is not that easy. If I hadn't met a book lover, the two books in my hand would definitely not be preserved today."
"Then we have to go and take a look as soon as possible. Brother was so generous this morning. Someone must have heard about it. Maybe what appears this afternoon will be better than what was seen in the morning." Han Xing said.
When Han Kongque thought about it, it was really like this. After all, he had made a big move this morning. He only went out in the morning and bought almost tens of millions, and the things he collected were very inconspicuous, just a few books and some silver coins.
The prices of these things were completely beyond the expectations of the villagers in Qianjiajiao. Even Qian Zhongshu, who was more knowledgeable, did not expect that such a small thing could actually be as expensive as their big ones that rivaled the Forbidden City.
The copper vat is comparable.
Such a thing. They had only seen it on TV before, but now, it was actually happening in front of their eyes. How could they not make people crazy when encountering such a thing?
So when Han Kongque came to the brigade headquarters in Qianjiajiao, the crazy scene was a bit shocking even to Han Kongque, who had experienced the lively scene in the morning.
I saw a sea of people in the courtyard. Just a rough calculation showed that there were no less than a thousand people. With so many people gathered around five or six tables, the entire courtyard was blocked.
"Mr. Han is here. Mr. Han is here."
"Everyone give way and let Mr. Han go in."
As Han Peacock walked, he looked at the villagers who came. Although most of them came to watch the fun, there were still many people carrying some things, among which Han Peacock saw almost all of them.
Incense burners and copper bowls are no longer unusual, and tea sets and tableware are all here. In addition to these, a few people actually carried a few logs and placed them at the door of the yard.
When Han Kongque walked to his original position, there were already people sitting there, and they were doing it very safely.
But it seems that he is more professional than Han Peacock, Shu Weimin, deputy director of the Magic City Museum, director of the Magic City Collection Association, and vice president of the Magic City Jewelry Association.
This old man named Shu Weimin, besides Gao Dashan, had the most disdain for Han Kongque. He was also the one with the most obvious hostility. He believed that Han Kongque and Qian Zhongshu collaborated to empty out the ancient tomb.
Although Han Kongque's suspicion seems to be cleared now, he did not put on a good face towards Han Kongque.
When the old man saw Han Peacock walking up to him, he just snorted and continued to read a book in his hand.
Seeing him like that, Han Peacock's balls ached: "I'm sorry, this is my position."
Since people don't give him face, Han Peacock will naturally not give him face either.
"Where is your position? Is your name engraved on it?" Shu Weimin didn't even roll his eyes and blocked Han Kongque back.
Han Peacock looked at the old man holding a copy of Hu Jiajiang and flipping through it in a serious manner. He smiled: "Don't tell me, I really carved my name here, just under your old buttocks."
Seeing Han Kongque pointing at his buttocks, Shu Weimin felt uncomfortable. He looked down and saw a few pieces of white paper placed where he was doing.
Of course he didn't think that Han Peacock really carved his name on the stool, so he just glanced at it and ignored Han Peacock.
He just refused to give up the place, could Han Peacock still throw him out?
"Old man, it's very impolite to put other people's names under your buttocks." Han Peacock's expression changed this time.
Gao Dashan and Jiang Lin, who were watching the excitement, saw that Han Peacock was about to fall out, so they quickly looked over. Jiang Lin said: "Xiao Han, you didn't really carve your name on the stool, did you?"
"Am I so stupid? Those pieces of white paper belong to me. They contain some records of the things I purchased at noon today. Of course, my name is also on them." Han Kongque said with an ugly face.
Jiang Lin and Gao Dashan stared at Han Kongque, speechless.
When Han Kongque saw that Shu Weimin was still sitting there, he became even more angry: "Old man, I respect you. You don't have to touch your nose and face. You can just put other people's things on it if you ask others.
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"We didn't invite you for this expert, and we can't afford to invite you, a great expert. You'd better move to another place quickly!" At this time, Qian Zhongshu came over and started to drive Shu Weimin.
Seeing Shu Weimin stunned, as if he was stupid, Qian Zhongshu looked down upon him even more: "Expert, what you are holding in your hand is a novel. My grandson usually reads and plays when he has nothing to do. This is
I bought it when I was a child. If you like it, I will give it to you. You should stop studying it. If you study it, it will only be forty years old."
After hearing Qian Zhongshu's words, Shu Weimin's face turned red. When the surrounding villagers saw his look, they all laughed, and the laughter in the yard suddenly shook the sky.
The Hu family's novel about this chapter was still very popular in the 1960s and 1970s. It was a period of turmoil at that time, and it can be said that cultural and entertainment activities were very limited. Novels like this were read and used by some elderly people in rural areas.
It’s about ancient times, so although many novels like this were destroyed at that time, some of them were preserved in rural areas.
Shu Weimin lost his reputation, mainly because he was not an expert in calligraphy, painting and ancient books at all. Judging from his name, he mainly specialized in jewelry.
You said that an expert in jewelry comes to appraise with a novel in hand. That's not shameful. It's strange.
Seeing Shu Weimin retreating, Han Kongque sat on his seat with a smile. He picked up the pieces of paper, tore them into pieces and threw them into the trash can under the table.
This paper contains some records he collected in the morning, as well as some comments he made on some things. He put it here without taking it during lunch. Unexpectedly, Shu Weimin used it as a cushion on the stool.
"Mr. Han, look at these Yuan Datou and see if they are worth anything. How much are they worth?" As soon as Han Kongque sat down, a young man rushed to him and handed him a handful of silver dollars.
As soon as Han Kongque saw these silver coins, he knew they were fakes, and they were crudely made. Such things were very popular in the 1980s and 1990s. At that time, many people knew that silver coins, especially Yuan Datou, were valuable.
So there were a lot of lawless people who went into the countryside to deceive people. At that time, Yuan Datou was very well-known. Even old men and women in their fifties and sixties knew about it. A Yuan Datou is worth more than 300 yuan. If
It is a rare variety that can be worth thousands.
At that time, there were not many households with 10,000 Yuan in rural areas, and a Yuan Datou might cost more than 1,000 Yuan, so something like this was still very eye-catching.
It is through this mentality that each of those scammers will have a ring of Yuan Datou wrapped around their waists. They will tell you that they are short of travel expenses and so on, so they are not allowed to sell some silver coins at a low price, which are originally worth three hundred.
Yes, they can sell it for 100, of course, if you bargain, they can sell it for 50.
The silver dollar this young man took over must have been made at that time, because it didn't look new.
Han Kongque knew it well and said, "Where did you get these silver coins?"
The young man hadn't spoken yet. Qian Zhongshu, who was sitting next to Han Peacock, spoke: "This kid is obsessed. He spent more than 30,000 yuan to buy it from a stranger. We all said it was a lie, but he just didn't believe it.
,Mr. Han, is there something wrong with these silver coins?"
At this time, the young man said: "Village chief, if you don't know, don't talk nonsense. To tell you the truth, do you know why I had to buy these silver coins? I'm not stupid, because I saw the man dig them out of the mountains with my own eyes."
That day I was herding sheep on the mountain, and from a distance I saw a man working on the hill beside the river dam. When I drove the sheep over, the man dug out a clay pot from the ground, and filled it with
Got silver dollars.”
"You just bought all those silver coins?" Han Peacock said in surprise.
The young man said: "I have seen such things as digging for treasures, so naturally we will share half of it when we meet. That man dug up treasures on the ground in our village. Of course I can't take advantage of him.
So in the end, everything was left to me, and I gave him 10,000 yuan as compensation. To the outside world, I said that I spent 30,000 yuan to buy it, but in fact it was dug out from the hilltop in the north."
Han Peacock was speechless. Such deceptions are common. In this day and age, there are still people who are deceived.
"Dig it from the mountains? You're a very tight-lipped kid. You actually hid it for so long without leaking." The surrounding villagers looked at the young man with envy and said.
Han Peacock said to the young man: "Didn't you think that you might have been deceived? Did that person say that he had spent all his travel expenses on hunting for treasure? Did he ask you to give him part of the cash and let him pay for the travel expenses? Do you think it was cheaper?
He could take it, so he kept all the silver coins and only gave him a small part of the money for travel expenses?"
"That's it, how do you know?" The young man looked at Han Peacock.
Han Kongque smiled bitterly: "Have you never doubted such a simple deception?"
"Is it really a scam?" Qian Zhongshu said in surprise.
Han Kongque said: "There are problems with these silver coins, so they must have been deceived."
"Impossible, I dug it out personally. How could it be fake?" The young man didn't believe it.
Han Kongque said: "In fact, it is easy to identify the authenticity. The fineness of real silver coins generally contains about 90% silver. Silver coins with this silver content have a white and soft color. After the dirt and rust are wiped off, they have a strong luster.
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Silver coins or fake silver coins with low color are dull in color. Look at the silver coins you brought, they are all grayish black.
The silver coins containing red copper are slightly reddish, the silver coins containing brass are slightly yellow, the silver coins containing white copper are slightly cyan, the silver coins containing zinc are blue-gray, and the silver coins containing lead are gray-black. Obviously, these silver coins of yours all contain
lead."
Han Kongque shook his head and stopped talking. Seeing that the young man still refused to give up, Qian Zhongshu said: "If you don't believe what Mr. Han just said, can't you make an appraisal yourself?
Don't say you don't know how to identify silver coins. Doesn't it show on TV every day? Whoever receives a silver dollar blows it hard first and then quickly puts it to his ear to listen?"
Han Peacock said with a smile: "The sound produced by a real silver round after being struck is pure, melodious, soft, and has a steady feel. The sound of a fake silver round filled with copper or lead is dull and has no pitch."
If you don't have genuine silver coins to compare, maybe the feeling won't be so obvious, but with the comparison, you can clearly know that yours should be wrong. These are the ten genuine Yuan Datou I collected this morning. You can blow it and listen.
Listen, compare it, it must be different from those silver coins of yours."
Han Kongque handed the young man a Yuan Datou and asked him to try it.
Antique appraisal is very simple, but it is absolutely impossible to just talk about it on paper. It is like appraising silver coins. Many people know how to tell the authenticity by listening to the sound, but they have never heard of the real thing. Without comparison, even if you get a fake, it will not work.
It cannot be easily distinguished.
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