One look at this box and you can tell that it 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 there is 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 Seal".
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 using "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-five-thousand-knife swords 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 loudly, and questioned 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 black man breathed a sigh of relief, but he immediately became nervous again 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 payment for the bill.
"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.
I'm waiting for you, I won't 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.
"Brother, can I use this plastic bag of yours?"
"Use it."
Seeing me putting the plates in a plastic bag, the taxi driver smiled and turned around and asked, "Where did you buy this plate? It's so beautiful. It costs 50 yuan a piece, right?"
After I got back, I packed my things and went to get a haircut. Because the weather was too hot, I had a crew cut, and I bought two tank tops and big pants to wear.
At 8 o'clock in the evening, I left the hotel with my big bag and didn't check out the room.
In my impression, Nanping Railway Station is like a school. The main entrance is made of rows of vertical glass doors. After entering, the surrounding walls are also lined with rows of square glass.
There are rows of dark yellow hard plastic chairs, and there are a lot of people there. Many people take off their shoes and lie down on the yellow chairs to sleep. Their feet smell very bad. I don't mean to be disrespectful, I am telling the truth.
Now you can take the high-speed rail directly from Wuyishan North Station to Luoyang Longmen. It only takes seven hours. There was no high-speed rail at that time. I took a bus from Nanping Station and passed through Wuhan before changing trains. The whole journey took nearly a day including walking.
It's almost time to leave.
I bought a train ticket for the 12 o'clock in the morning. Because the smell of feet in the waiting room was too strong, I went out to wait.
I was very impressed. When I came out of the waiting room, I could see a cylindrical service desk surrounded by glass, called the "Sayuri Service Desk."
There is a lesbian sitting in the glass cylinder, wearing an "advanced service" armband on her shoulder.
Sayuri's service desk first opened from 7 a.m. to 8 p.m., and then served all day, mainly helping people with directions and helping people watch their children and things for free. Unfortunately, it no longer exists and has been canceled long ago.
I put down my bag and sat down next to the Sayuri reception desk. From where I sat, I could see a big clock that chimed the hour on the hour.
"Excuse me, do you need help?"
I hurriedly said to the female comrade at the reception desk, "No, no, you're busy. It's too hot. I'll come out to cool off."
At this time, there was a noise not far away. A group of people were shouting and shouting. I don’t know what they were shouting about.
I got up and took my bag to take a look. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a group of men fighting crickets and gambling for money.
"bite!"
"Come on! Bite, bite, bite!"
Two groups of people, one banker, September is the time for cricket fighting, and they play a lot of money, a handful costs 30 yuan.
I also like crickets. I bought 5 crickets from Xicang Market in Xi'an last year, but they all died the next day after I bought them.
"Haha! Get the money quickly!"
"I just said it! You black Li Kui is no good! You can't fight against my big ghost head!"
"Come on! Who else is there!"
"I'll do it! Don't be awesome! Watch my Jin Mailang bite your big ghost head to death!"
"Brother, your hands are itchy? Come and play?"
As soon as I found some change left over from the ticket purchase in my pocket, I said let’s play.
"Okay, which one do you buy to win?"
Seeing that the big ghost head in the jar was dark and handsome, I said I would buy the big ghost head to win.
Then, the man started teasing with the goosegrass used for fighting crickets.
To this day, I still can’t figure out what happened. Was it because I was too remiss, or was this person using some means?
I played six games in total and lost them all!
Which one do I buy? Whichever one I buy, I lose! What a hell!
In the end, I almost lost my temper. There must be something fishy here.
"Dang! Dang! Dang!"
At twelve o'clock, the big clock at the station chimed the hour. I threw away the cigarette butt, stamped it out, picked up my bag, and stepped into the station.
With the ending of the Nanping Evening Bell.
Gathered by masters, it has been a paradise for tomb robbers throughout the ages.