The barber shop that Brother Yu patronizes is located near the Wanwanzhuang old bus station.
In the 1980s, an ancient city tower was built here in Lingling, and many lanterns would be lit up on New Year and festival nights. In February of last year (2002), an antique market was established on the street east of the ancient city building.
First there was the Baiwanzhuang Antique Street, and then there was the Lengshuitan Antique Market. Nowadays, Baiwanzhuang has declined, and there are only a few shops left that specialize in selling tourists. However, when Brother Yu and I went there, it had just been established, and it could be said to be lively.
extraordinary.
Wearing hats and masks, we entered the market and the crowds were noisy.
I visited a few stalls at random, and the proportion of genuine and old products was quite high, but they were all common products and of little use.
"Boss, how do you sell this copper incense burner?" I asked.
"Xuande furnace, an old replica of the late Qing Dynasty, if you want it, I'll give it six hundred yuan."
"That's not expensive. How about three hundred? Let me ask you if there is any shop here that specializes in selling ancient coins?"
"Yes, go to the end and turn left, go up to the second floor, and that's the shop in the middle. The boss is very awesome. Not to mention other places, this is the shop in our Yongzhou antique shop."
The stall owner gave me a thumbs up.
I put down the stove and walked towards the inside of the market. The stall owner behind me called me: "Hey! I've packed it for you! Three hundred!"
I turned around and said I didn't want it anymore.
When I went up to the second floor and walked to the middle, I looked up and saw a wooden plaque carved from an old chicken wing with three words written on it.
"Meiqian Pavilion".
Push the door open and enter.
"Whatever you two want, feel free to take a look, I'm eating."
A spirited old man in his fifties or sixties was eating with a bowl in hand.
There are several large scroll jars on the ground, filled with copper coins, all tied in series with thin wire ropes.
There were some rare copper coins placed in the glass display cabinet. After a quick glance, I saw that there were two-fold Jingkang Tongbao, ten-fold Kaiyuan Tongbao, Basiba Wen Dayuan Tongbao sample coins, Qianlong Tongbao mother coins, etc., all of which were equipped with exquisite mahogany wooden boxes.
.The most amazing thing is to see a Xianfeng Xingyue Qianmu embryo, which is of top quality. It seems that this small shop has a lot of secrets.
"Hello, do you accept copper coins here?" I asked.
The old man held the bowl and turned around and said: "I won't accept the ordinary ones, let's take a look."
"Pata."
I took one out and pressed it on the glass cabinet.
The old man slowly stopped stretching out his chopsticks. He put down the bowl and took my copper coins in his hand and looked at them carefully.
After a minute or two, the old man put down the copper coins casually, continued to pick up the bowl, and said while eating: "It's okay, how much do you want to sell it for?"
As soon as I saw him like this, I knew that this old man was just pretending. He wanted to, and he was just pretending that nothing happened.
"How much do you give?"
Actually, I don’t know the exact value. When I looked at Quanpu before, I only knew that it was money from the Qing Dynasty. Quanpu was rated as “rare”, so I thought it could be worth “8,000 to 10,000?”
"How much will you give..."
"This copper coin of yours has a large diameter. It is an old Manchu coin cast by Huang Taiji in the early Qing Dynasty. It is very rare."
"However, yours is a modern imitation. If it's an imitation, I'll give you 15 yuan."
I was stunned.
It turns out there are people darker than me, and they are indeed my peers.
Fake? I want to slap this old man to death. I took it out from the cave wall myself. How could it be fake? Impossible.
Brother Yu laughed when he heard this. He adjusted his mask and said, "Yunfeng, you got such a big copper coin. It turns out it's only worth fifteen yuan."
I said with a dark face: "Take a closer look to see if it's real or fake. Others offered me tens of thousands of dollars, but I didn't even sell it. It can't be fake. This was passed down from my grandfather's family."
"Did I pay you tens of thousands of dollars? Is it true?"
"It's passed down from our ancestors... Your elder worked in the palace?"
