In this market, there are many stalls selling copper coin swords. The cost of this thing is only a hundred yuan, and the selling price is between 300 and 500. Some fake copper coin swords made by welding are even more expensive.
It's as low as one hundred and eighty yuan.
So even with a copper coin sword, Boss Mahou still has a profit of more than a thousand yuan. If he really lets Feng Yongkang go, he will be kicked in the head by a donkey.
"Are you willing to give it away?" Feng Yongkang glanced sideways at Ma Hou.
"If you are willing, if you are willing, just treat it as a friend. You can take this thing."
Boss Ma Hou nodded repeatedly, bent down to pick up the copper coin sword from the stall, and stuffed it into Feng Yongkang's hand, as if he was afraid that he wouldn't want it.
"I said you are just unrealistic. If you had told me not to send it away, it would have been over."
Feng Yongkang curled his lips and looked at the copper coin sword in his hand. He was a little confused about Qin Feng's thoughts. Most of the copper coins on it were made from the Qing Dynasty and the Northern Song Dynasty. They were circulated in large quantities and were not very valuable.
"Brother, I don't make any money at all from these three things, but I vomit blood and give it away for free." Boss Ma Hou wanted to say something a little bit as usual, but after seeing Feng Yongkang's gloomy face, he closed his mouth angrily.
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"The snuff bottle costs 180 yuan, the huanghuali root carving costs 700, and the lacquer box costs 800 yuan. The total is 1,680 yuan!"
After clicking away with a calculator, Boss Ma Hou placed the calculator's display screen in front of Feng Yongkang and said, "Are you guys going to pay together or each of you?"
Feng Yongkang took out a wad of money from his pocket and cooked it, but it was only fifteen hundred yuan. Just now, Wei Hanfei and Zhu Kai gave both of their money to Feng Yongkang.
"Huh? That's too much..." Feng Yongkang clapped the money in his hand and said, "Boss, I just withdrew one thousand and fifteen yuan. Do you want to sell it?"
"This is already so much cheaper for you..."
Boss Mahou's face became longer and longer, and he said in embarrassment: "It's a small business to begin with. The three items combined only earn you dozens of dollars. This...this will cost another one hundred and fifty yuan. I...
…I’ll just lose money.”
But everyone who does business understands one truth, that is, no matter how much money you earn from the other party, you cannot show it. Therefore, even though the business has earned more than a thousand, Boss Ma Hou still pretends to have lost his father.
Coffin board faces.
"You also know that my wallet was stolen just now. I only have so much, so just tell me whether you want it or not."
Feng Yongkang was a little impatient. He naturally knew how much these things were worth. If it weren't for what Qin Feng said before, he wouldn't bother to argue with this profiteer.
"Little brother, your wallet and that of your brothers and sisters were stolen, but...but..."
Boss Ma Hou pointed at Qin Feng, Xie Xuan and Xin Nan, and said: "Their wallets were not stolen, right? You are all together, borrowing one or two hundred yuan is nothing, I think these three
You are not a stingy person."
Setting up a stall in Panjiayuan for two days would cost a total of 200 yuan. Boss Ma Hou was naturally unwilling to let go easily. He knew that young people like Qin Feng wanted to save face. If he said this, the other party would definitely pay for it.
Sure enough, before Boss Ma Hou finished speaking, the fat man with a round face and a simple and honest face took out two hundred yuan and said: "Brother Feng, isn't it just a difference of one hundred and eighty yuan?
Gave it!”
Seeing Feng Yongkang handing the money to Boss Ma Hou, Xie Xuan said with a smile: "Boss, the money is yours, and the things belong to us!"
"Of course, you guys will take it and leave it. If I touch it, don't come back to me!"
After finding twenty yuan for Feng Yongkang, Boss Mahou's face lit up with joy. What kind of yellow rosewood was that carving? It was just a poplar tree root. There were more than a dozen in the cargo box under his butt.
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As for the lacquer box, naturally it was not imported from Shanxi Province, but bought at the Langshi Small Wholesale Market. The total cost of the two items was less than 200 yuan, so this business was quite profitable.
The street stall owners nearby looked at Boss Mahou with envy. Although they made noises at the beginning, no one said a word while the business was going on.
This is also the rule in the antique shop. After a customer wants to buy something, colleagues can only praise it and not suppress it through bidding. Otherwise, such people will not be able to survive in Panjiayuan.
"**, you're just a profiteer!" After hearing what Boss Mahou said, Feng Yongkang couldn't help but curse out. His family was all in the antique business, so he naturally knew what Mahou meant.
"Qin Feng, what's the mystery behind this copper coin sword? It's not as expensive as brass..."
Zhu Kai looked at Qin Feng with a puzzled look on his face. He had also played with the copper coin sword just now and looked at almost every copper coin, but he didn't find any clues.
In ancient times, most of the copper coins before the Qin Dynasty were knife coins. Qin Shihuang changed the coins to this style based on the square hole copper coins in response to the saying that the sky is round and the earth is round.
In ancient times, there were no banknotes, so when people traveled far away for business or visiting relatives, they could only bring bulky bunches of copper coins with them.
Wrapping up copper coins and wrapping them around your waist is both convenient for carrying and patrolling. Therefore, the ancients called this "coiled" and "wrapped" travel expenses "coiled".
Since the Qin Dynasty, dozens of dynasties have changed, and copper coins have always been circulated as coins. After more than 2,000 years, through the accumulation of dynasties, one can imagine how many copper coins have been issued in total?
Although every dynasty melted down the previous copper coins and recast them, in modern times, there are still a large number of copper coins preserved, and their value is not even as high as selling pure copper.
"Lao Zhu, you didn't pay attention carefully, did you? You can see clearly when I use sword skills..."
Qin Feng smiled and took the copper coin sword from Zhu Kai's hand, walked out of the door of a shop four or five meters away from the stall, and waved it in his hand like a child.
"Qin Feng, are you still young? Are you practicing the Dugu Nine Swords or the Sunflower Book?"
Seeing Qin Feng's actions, Feng Yongkang and others were dumbfounded. However, before Zhu Kai finished speaking, Qin Feng seemed to have missed his hand, and the copper coin sword fell to the ground with a "snap".
There are two ways to make a copper coin sword. One is to use red silk thread or gold and silver thread to thread the copper coins together to make the shape of a sword. This is a method inherited from ancient times.
In modern times, in order to pursue beauty, some people melt the corners of copper coins, weld the coins together, and then coat them with a layer of gold powder to make them look exquisite and beautiful.
The copper coin sword Qin Feng held in his hand was made using the first method, so it is not afraid of falling.
However, the red rope on this copper coin sword seemed to be quite old. After this fall, it seemed to be intact when it fell to the ground. However, when Qin Feng lifted it up, the red rope fell off, but the entire sword fell off.
It's spread out.
"Hey, why did they disperse?"
Seeing Qin Feng scattering the copper coin sword, several people immediately gathered around. Fortunately, it dispersed when Qin Feng picked up the sword. It did not fall from a height, and the copper coins did not roll everywhere.
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"Qin Feng, you said you are not just idle, why do you want to go home with a pile of broken copper coins?"
Feng Yongkang knelt down and picked up the copper coins full of complaints. After all, they were bought with money. You can't just throw them on the ground and ignore them, right?
"Old Feng, where do you come from so many complaints?"
When the copper coin sword fell apart, Qin Feng's eyes were fixed on the few copper coins inside the double-layer sword body. Almost as soon as the red rope spread out, he grabbed the four or five copper coins in his hand.
"Here, let me show you what this is."
With a smile on his face, Qin Feng handed a copper coin full of patina into Feng Yongkang's hand and said, "You come from a family of antiques. If you don't know this thing, I will despise you."
"Isn't it just a copper coin?"
Feng Yongkang rolled his eyes and said coaxingly: "Are you looking down on my brother too much? Let me tell you, I have seen seven or eight of the Fifty Ancient Coins, and I still have two of them at home.
Woolen cloth."
As a national currency, copper coins have always been the object of research in all dynasties. Although they have withdrawn from the historical stage of currency circulation in modern times, they still have high historical research value.
In 1982, the country established the Ancient Coin Society, and a number of famous ancient coin research experts and scholars listed the fifty most precious and rare ancient copper coins.
As long as the coins are among the fifty most valuable ancient coins, they are almost all worth a lot of money. The cheapest one costs more than 10,000 yuan. It is the copper coin that all coin collectors dream of.
"Hey, Lao Feng, take a look at this one." Qin Feng didn't say anything, just looked at Feng Yongkang with a smile.
"Isn't this one very rusty?" Looking at the copper coin in his hand, Feng Yongkang couldn't help but frowned.
The square hole of this copper coin had almost no rust and was blocked. The quality of the entire coin was extremely poor, and the writing on the coin could not be discerned. Feng Yongkang had no tools at hand, so he thought for a moment and pressed the coin hard on it.
It rubbed against my jeans a few times.
"Eh? This coin seems to be gilded?" The patina is only attached to the surface of the copper coin. After rubbing it on the rough jeans a few times, the surface of the coin vaguely emerged.
"Old Feng, you and his grandmother should be more careful."
Just now, Qin Feng didn't have time to stop Feng Yongkang's actions. He was relieved when he saw that the copper coin was not damaged. He grabbed the coin, pointed at the blurred words on it, and said: "Look carefully,
No discernment at all!"
This time, not only Feng Yongkang, but also Shen Nan and others gathered around to read the words on the copper coins. However, Xie Xuan was the closest and he was the first to return it: "Brother Feng, I...I saw it clearly, it seems
, it seems to be the treasure of Tian...Tianrong Mansion, right?"
"Tianrong Mansion Treasure? I don't think you've ever heard of this kind of money, right?"
Xin Nan shook his head, and when he was about to speak, what happened during an archaeological excavation suddenly flashed through his mind, and he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Qin Feng, this... this copper coin cannot be the treasure of Tiance Mansion.
Right?" (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)
