One look at this box and you will know that the horn bone box is from the late Qing Dynasty.
In the past, old collectors used this kind of box. They believed that the horn-bone box could make good money.
When I opened it, my eyes suddenly lit up.
No wonder the fat black man is left alone, this is a damn good thing.
There is a knife and coin in the horn bone.
To be more precise, it is a "wrong gold knife" with a hand-made patina.
This kind of knife coin was made by Wang Mang after he usurped the Han Dynasty. The patina is really beautiful. The whole coin is already ripe and has no green embroidery at all. It looks like a big fake coin that was just made.
Last time I dug up two swallow knives in the tomb of a sulfuric acid factory and sold them for 300 yuan. This one is different.
The upper part is a traditional round square hole coin, and the lower part is a pointed knife. It looks like a key to a residential security door.
On the square hole coin in the upper part, the character "一" and a deformed "knife" are engraved with "Xuanzhen Zhuan".
The edge of the knife is deep and beautiful. After carving, the edge is filled with gold powder and polished smooth.
The engraving method of engraving the knife head filled with gold powder is called Yin carving, and it is also called "Yin carving a knife" in the industry.
In the lower part, on the blade of the coin, three characters are engraved with "Yang Ke".
"Ping five thousand."
This means that during the Wang Mang period, just this knife coin could be exchanged for 5,000 small copper coins at that time.
The writing is clear, the gold powder is still there, the batter is well cooked, and the original box is intact.
A knife is equal to five thousand. This thing is so beautiful that I felt it was so powerful at first glance. I quickly put it in my pocket.
The Five Hundred and One Dao equal to five thousand made by Wang Mang are both great treasures, but I don’t know how much they can be sold for, because we have never sold them. Anyway, we can just take them.
There are several pieces of jade in the drawers on the second and third floors, all of which are top quality. The fat man put them in deerskin velvet bags.
Among them is the "Garuda Divine Bird", which is as big as a Nanfu battery and is made of Hetian white jade. Judging from the carving of the bird's head and wings, I think it must be from the Liao Dynasty.
Jade carvings with this theme are very rare. Garuda birds usually appear on bronzes or Buddha statues. There were very few jade carvings made in ancient times. They were not worn by ordinary people. They must be owned by a noble in the Liao Dynasty.
After taking everything away, I put two cigarettes in the drawer and closed it again.
After searching around, I didn't see anything good, so I went out and stacked three official kiln plates together, turned around and left.
As soon as I got down to the first floor and before I went out, I suddenly saw a fat black man not far away, sweating profusely, running towards me in a hurry.
"Hey...hey...I'm so exhausted."
"Brother...Brother! You took everything from my store!"
The fat black man held his knees with both hands, panted heavily, and asked me loudly.
I smiled and said, "I didn't take anything. Didn't you just say on the phone that you were in another place? You came back by rocket."
"I just took three plates." I said.
Seeing the pile of plates in my hand, the fat man breathed a sigh of relief, but he immediately became nervous and asked, sweating profusely: "What else is there? Did you get anything else?"
I shook my head and said no, so I took three plates and treated them as a credit to you.
"Don't leave yet!"
"I'll go back and take a look! Come right away! Brother, I'll come right away! We have something to discuss."
Seeing him running up the stairs, I turned around and left.
Waiting for you, I will not pay you back if you have money.
I got out and took a taxi. I hadn't walked 100 meters when my phone suddenly buzzed and vibrated in my pocket. When I saw it was Fatty Hei's number, I smiled and hung up.
After thinking about it, I still sent him a text message: "Fat brother, I left two cigarettes for you. You can smoke them. You're welcome. If you don't accept it, go to Brother Zhang."
Soon, he responded to a text message and sent me four words.
"xxxx!"
"Little brother, what happy event is this? So happy."
"No, it's okay, brother, just drive," I said with a smile.
