In the early years of coal trains, each cargo box had a blue sign fixed with iron nails. Counting from the beginning, I am now in the ninth car.
I looked at the time on my phone and said give me three minutes to run to the 22nd car!
The buyer is so arrogant?!
How about playing?
I won’t run away, don’t pull you down!
Instead of running, I lit a cigarette and smoked it for a minute, then walked slowly past.
I walked to Car 22 with a flashlight. There was a tall middle-aged man in casual clothes guarding me. He seemed to be afraid of being recognized. This man was wearing sunglasses at night.
He frowned and said, "The boss doesn't like people who are not punctual. You will be late."
I smiled and said, "I don't like people who limit me. If you don't want the goods, I'll go back now." After saying that, I picked up my bag and turned around to leave.
"etc!"
The person behind me stopped me and said, "As expected of Silver Fox's apprentice, the boss prefers people with good tempers. Come up with me with your things."
Following this man up the stairs, I was surprised to see that the twenty-second carriage of the train was not carrying coal, but was spotlessly clean.
There is a table and two chairs in the carriage. A man who looks to be in his fifties and has a Mediterranean hairstyle is sitting on the chair with his legs crossed and drinking beer. Behind him are two bodyguards, who look very happy and contented.
Relax.
"Here we come, little brother, sit down quickly."
I put down my bag, pulled out the chair and sat across from him.
"Haha, heroes come from young! When I was your age, I was still carrying big bags on the pier. Let me introduce myself. My surname is Chen, and I am Chen Pingding."
I was shocked, it turned out that this person was introduced by Mr. Jiao...
You may have heard something. In the early years, a batch of high-grade painted pottery figurines from the Northern Wei Dynasty appeared in the Panjiayuan Market in Beijing! According to legend, they were dug out from a large tomb in Luoyang. These pottery figurines were finally
It was acquired by the National Museum of China and the Henan Museum for more than 800,000 yuan.
A year after I bought it, the museum staff accidentally discovered during the cleaning process that they were all fake! They had been copied by experts!
The case was reported the same day!
The police followed the lead and discovered that the person who made these Northern Wei Dynasty pottery figurines was an old man named
In the end, because no one could be found, the matter was dropped.
There are rumors in the industry that this person is Chen Pingding! However, there is no direct evidence, and he himself does not admit it at all.
"Brother Chen, I have long admired your name, have you ever sold it before?"
He put down the beer bottle, picked it between his teeth with a toothpick and said with a smile: "Okay, little brother, let's get over it."
I opened the bag and placed them one by one on the table. Soon all kinds of cultural relics were spread all over the table.
At this moment, the train body shook and slowly moved forward!
I was shocked and asked what was going on?!
"Don't panic," Chen Pingding said with a smile on his face: "I'm afraid you are followed by the police, so let's talk while walking. Don't worry, once the negotiation is concluded, I will send someone to drive you back."
I frowned and asked where the train would stop. I had something to do during the day and couldn't go too far away from Kangding.
He still smiled and said: "For safety's sake, I can't comment on this. Now that you're in the car, you can only sit back and listen to my arrangements."
My face changed slightly, and I thought to myself: "If I go to a place where birds don't poop, these people will kill me and bury me in the middle of the night, and there will be no place to look for me!"
I touched my lower back calmly, I brought a gun and I hope I don't need to use it.
He turned on the flashlight and scanned the cultural relics piled on the table without blinking. He held the several Warring States jades and rubbed them with his thumbs.
This is to use your own body temperature to feel the fineness and patina of the jade. If the patina is fake, your fingers will feel astringent if you rub them back and forth. You don’t need a magnifying glass. Remember what I said. Whenever you see someone using a magnifying glass to look at antiques, they will feel it.
Fake homes and half-baked homes.
"The stuff is of good quality. Did you take it out of your mouth?"
I smiled and said: "The serious mouth-mouth jade has been in people's mouths for hundreds of years."
"This one is made of colored glaze. It smells bad. This is..."
I immediately said it was Qiaozhu, and it was also of high vintage.
He nodded and his eyes fell on the bundle of bamboo slips at the corner of the table. He opened it and frowned at the sight.
After looking at it for several minutes, he put down his things and asked softly: "Where did this come from?"
I told him directly that this was a bamboo slip from the New Dynasty after the Western Han Dynasty. It came from an ancient tomb with a thin coffin in Mangshan, Luoyang. We dug it out and soaked it with medicinal water, otherwise it would not be preserved.
He asked in a low voice: "Have you studied the calligraphy written on it?"
I shook my head: "No, they are all written in Chudi's words about birds and insects, and none of us recognize them. Now, although these bamboo slips have been soaked in potion, 70% of the words on them are blurred and cannot be read clearly."
"Oh, that's how it is."
He said: "Okay, I've seen everything and I can get it. Should you make the price or should I make the price?"
"Brother Chen, tell me and I'll listen."
He said directly: "Six hundred and fifty thousand! I brought cash, give you cash!"
I had no expression on my face, but I was muttering in my heart that his first quote was not low.
If the market price of this batch of goods is one million, because we are in urgent need of money to return the goods, I expected that he would pay 400,000 at most, but the direct quote is 650,000, which is indeed much higher than I thought.
He is neither my father nor my brother, so why should he give me more money? Is it because he thinks I am more handsome? No way.
Seeing that I remained silent, he smiled and said: "Little brother, don't be suspicious. Although the goods are returned by a colleague, the introducer is Mr. Jiao. I want to sell his face, and I won't kill you too harshly."
I nodded. It was indeed understandable to say so. Favors are worth their weight in gold.
"Brother Chen, do you think 750,000 is okay? Mainly, these things are of good quality. I'm going to add this one for you."
I took out a silver dollar from my pocket and threw it on the table. This was the three-bird silver dollar I got from Aunt Mingmi before.
"Three bird coins, okay, then seven hundred and fifty thousand."
He turned around and gave his men a look, and the person standing behind him immediately brought a snakeskin sack from the corner.
The sacks were filled with cash tied with white paper strips, each bundle worth ten thousand yuan. He took out a dozen bundles, then threw the sack directly at my feet and said: "Brother, if you click a little, you won't miss a penny."
I poured out all the money in bundles and counted it. Any bundle less would be 10,000 less. I took out a few of them to see if they were fake money.
At 12:30 at night, the train was still moving forward, and everyone around was in the dark and no one knew where they were. Chen Pingding handed me a cigarette and helped me light it. He praised me without hesitation for being young and promising.
You will definitely be able to stand out in the future.
I just listened to these compliments and concentrated on counting the money while holding a cigarette in my mouth. Inadvertently, I looked up at the table.
Suddenly I noticed that in the small bundle of bamboo slips from the New Dynasty in the corner, some of them were lying upside down.
From my angle, I could vaguely see two characters written with crooked brushes on birds and insects.
Seems to be...
"Ying Yuan".
I blinked hard and looked.
On the bamboo slips lying upside down, it seems that there are indeed two words "Ying Yuan" written on them.
Some characters in Niao Chongwen are difficult to decipher, but some characters look like Xiaozhuan, so I can understand them better.
"Brother, count the money quickly! What are you looking at?"
"Oh... I didn't see anything, but my eyes suddenly felt a little dry, haha."
Chen Pingding had a smile on his face. He pretended to ask me casually: "There are many ancient tombs on Mang Mountain. I'm curious, brother, are there any gold objects found in the ancient tomb where these bamboo slips came from?"
"Of course! You don't have to tell me if it's inconvenient for you. I'm just asking out of curiosity."
I replied: "Yes, the gold necklace with barrel beads on the table came from that tomb. It took us a long time to find it."
"Oh...then there's nothing else?"
"For example, gold nuggets or something?" he asked again.
Nuggets of gold...
I smiled and shook my head no, but actually my heart was pounding!
That's right....
Chen Pingding probably knew Niao Chongwen. The reason why he paid more money was to ensure that he got this batch of goods. The secret was on these bamboo slips!
The gold nuggets he just mentioned may be "Ying Yuan"!
This is the earliest pure gold currency in ancient times. "Ying" refers to the capital of Chu State! "Love" refers to currency! This kind of gold nugget was only popular among the aristocratic class of Chu State at that time and is a national first-class cultural relic!
During the Warring States Period, round coins with square holes had not yet appeared. The main currencies in circulation were "knife coins, cloth coins, round coins, copper shell coins, Ying Yuan gold nuggets, and a kind of pottery coin with a dragon pattern printed on it."
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If your impression is correct, "Ying Yuan" is mostly made of broken pieces, also called gold plates! The complete one weighs about one kilogram, contains more than 90% gold, and looks like a turtle shell!
When ancient people used it, they would cut a whole piece of Ying Yuan into irregular small pieces, some into single pieces, some into two or three consecutive pieces. This thing is very rare! I just
I've heard people say it, but I've never seen the real thing with my own eyes.
I secretly murmured in my heart, "Did it say on the bamboo slips that Ying Yuan was buried with him in that tomb?" We didn't see it at the time.
I recalled some details from the beginning. The tomb in Mangshan contained three coffins. Baotou said it was called "Triple Thin Coffin Burial". At that time, Baotou also said that this burial method originated from the Chu region. It just so happened that something like Ying Yuan might appear in the Chu region!
The family of three in that tomb may have moved to Luoyang to escape the war!
I put out the cigarette butt and stood up with a smile: "Brother Chen, I just forgot one of the things we talked about before. Everything else can be sold, but this residence cannot be sold. Look, can I refund tens of thousands of yuan?"
"What?!"
Chen Pingding's expression changed immediately, and he said loudly with a dark face: "We are talking about the package price of this pile of things! It doesn't matter if you take out the bamboo slips alone! Can this business still be done?"
Seeing his sudden excitement, I became even more sure that there was something fishy involved. If I just sold it like this, I might have picked up the sesame seeds and lost the watermelon!
I put the bag of money back and said with a smile: "Brother Chen, you can't buy or sell by force. Otherwise, I will take the things back first and ask our boss's opinion, and then we can talk."
After saying that, I started to collect the cultural relics on the table. Chen Pingding was staring at me. He looked at his subordinates, his eyes gradually getting colder.
"do not move!"
"Don't move!"
"I won't fucking sell it! Who dares to touch me! I'll shoot him to death!"
I held the gun in one hand and packed my things with the other hand.
Carrying the bag behind me, I stepped back step by step...
This coal train was still moving fast, and from time to time there were several loud whistles!
As soon as I climbed up, my pupils dilated instantly, and a sharp machete struck directly at my neck. It turned out that someone was ambushing me on the roof of the car!
It was too late to shoot, and my instinctive reaction between life and death made me turn sideways subconsciously!
The person ambushing on the roof of the car slashed at the edge of the car!
Then he heard a gunshot! A sharp pain came from his back. Chen Pingding shouted coldly: "Damn it! Boy, you don't obey the rules! I'm going to buy and sell by force today! I'll kill you later."
Buried in a tunnel, no one can find you!"
I gasped in pain, my forehead was covered with sweat, and I turned around sharply! I threw down a small medicine in my hand!
The small medicine fell to pieces with a bang!
A stream of yellowish-brown smoke wafted out from the bottle, causing Chen Pingding and others to choke and cough.
Holding my breath, I threw my backpack off the train and jumped straight out!
