"Wait a minute! Antique collector, I have a few silver dollars, do you want them?"
"No, I just want leather money."
"There are also leather coins, come up and take a look."
I quickly went upstairs.
The first floor is the Green Olive Ballroom, which is only lively at night and not crowded at noon. There has been a rumor from the outside world that in the early years at Green Olive, you could touch a girl for ten yuan.
This rumor is wrong. It costs ten dollars to dance salsa with a beautiful woman for ten minutes. If you want to do it, at least add a zero and multiply it by two.
"You come in and get it. It's under the bed, I can't pick it up."
I took out a wine jar from under the bed. The jar was full of copper coins and weighed at least ten kilograms.
"Did you dig this out of the ground?"
"What was dug out? This is passed down from my family."
She said: "My great-grandmother's family was a big landowner before liberation. I used to have more than a dozen jars and silver coins. I sold them all. Now this jar is the only one left. Look, how much money will you give me?"
Most of the items in this jar are heirlooms. I gave him 800 yuan and asked a normal person to collect it. The most I could give her was 300 yuan.
"Beauty, do you know whose family has the most golden copper coins like this?"
"Hey, you're quite sweet as a collector of antiques."
"Bah," she said with a smile, counting the hundred-dollar bills back and forth, "Go and look around the old movie theater. There used to be several landlords there."
At 10:30 p.m., I had not eaten all day and had blisters on the soles of my feet. I dragged my tired body back to the hotel with a bag of copper coins on my back.
They all fell on the bed with a crash.
Under the light of the light bulb, the pile of copper coins reflected golden light.
Dou Yazai leaned on the crutch and said: "It's so beautiful, like a gold coin. It must weigh more than twenty kilograms, right?"
I weighed it and it was over twenty-six pounds.
Brother Yu had already bought more than ten kilograms of lentils. I moved the iron stove, set up a large pot under the command of the boss, poured all the copper coins and beans into the pot, and then filled it with water.
Make a fire and boil water.
After half an hour, the pot was opened.
When I took off the lid of the pot, all the copper coins sank to the bottom, the water was bubbling, and the lentils were cooked until they were soft and mashed, rolling up and down.
The boiled water in the pot turned turbid and turned green, with a layer of light yellow oily sheen floating on the surface. We didn't add oil, so we don't know where this layer of oily sheen came from.
A problem arises in front of me.
How to feed Xiaoxuan boiled beans?
After thinking about it, it seems that I can only feed it mouth to mouth.
Dou Sprout put down his crutch and said, "How about you let me do it."
I kicked him: "I will come if you want! Is it your turn?"
Dou Sprouts hurriedly waved his hands and said, come on, come on.
After chewing a handful of lentils, my mouth smelled like copper, astringent and bitter.
I endured the discomfort, mouth to mouth, and tried my best to put it into Xiaoxuan's mouth.
She couldn't swallow, so I could only try my best to push down with my tongue.
After feeding the lentils, I picked up Xiaoxuan and went to the bathroom.
Set up the basin.
Looking at myself in the mirror, I took a deep breath, success or failure depended on this.
Brother Yu looked on. He closed his eyes and clasped his hands together, praying to his Buddha.
I worked hard and pushed Xiaoxuan's head into the basin.
Just at this moment.
The wind started blowing outside the hotel, and the whistling sound sounded like a wolf howling and a ghost howling.
Snap!
The wind blew open the window.
Dou Sprout jumped over and reached out to close the window.
As soon as I closed it, it blew open again with a snap.
The wind slapped the window and made a creaking sound. Dou Sprout closed it again. He put his hand on the window and said loudly: "Where is the wind coming from?"
Xiaoxuan's face was soaked in the water and she couldn't breathe.
I pressed it tightly, and my hands couldn't stop shaking.
It doesn’t work…it doesn’t work…why it doesn’t work!
