Soon, Luo Huijuan called the two men who were chatting in the living room to eat.
"Xiaochen, try this stewed pheasant with dried mushrooms. This pheasant was also caught by your brother Daliang in his orchard. It is pure pheasant, not artificially raised. You will definitely not be able to eat it in the city." Luo Huijuan pointed to the table.
The pot of chicken in the middle said.
Xue Chen grinned, put a piece of mushroom in his mouth, and said, "Mom, you and my dad should eat it. I can eat it in the city, really."
Seeing that his parents looked strange, Xue Chen told him that he raised a golden eagle, and he always went to the mountains to catch pheasants and rabbits, so he often ate all kinds of game.
"That... golden eagle of yours is so sensible and even catches pheasants and rabbits." Mother Luo Huijuan said in surprise.
Xue Hongfa's eyes shone even more: "You mean golden eagles? There used to be two on the mountains around our village. They were really big. With their wings open, they seemed to cover half of the sky. But then they disappeared. Maybe it was the village.
There isn’t much food in the surrounding mountains, but you can still raise them? It’s quite novel. Next time you go home, take them back to see?”
"Okay." Xue Chen nodded.
Just after dinner, the village chief Qi Changhe arrived wearing a military green cotton-padded jacket with his hands behind his back.
"Uncle Qi, sit down." Xue Chen came to the door and took two steps to greet him.
Qi Changhe glanced at Xue Chen, walked to the living room with a smile, took off his cotton-padded jacket and put it aside before sitting down. Xue Chen and Xue Hongfa also sat down together.
"Hong Fa, have you told Xiaochen about what I told you a few days ago?" Qi Changhe asked.
Xue Hongfa patted his forehead and smiled: "I completely forgot about my memory and haven't said anything yet."
"Hmm?" Xue Chen picked up a grape and put it in his mouth, then looked at Qi Changhe, "Uncle Qi, what's the matter?"
Qi Changhe put his hands on his knees, looked at Xue Chen, pondered for a moment and said, "That's right, Xiaochen, we all heard that you are in the antique business in Haicheng, or are you...an appraiser?"
"Oh, yes, what's wrong?" Xue Chen looked over and continued to ask.
"Then you must know what kind of private national treasure program was held in Haicheng a while ago." Qi Changhe asked again.
"I know." Xue Chen said matter-of-factly. He didn't just know.
Qi Changhe coughed slightly, and then said: "That's right, many villagers have watched that program. There are also many families in our village who have some good things left by their grandparents, but they don't understand it very well.
I don’t know how much it’s worth, but I don’t have the means to go to the city to get it appraised, and I’m afraid that I’ll be deceived and spend too much money. But after watching the show, I also want to have my stuff appraised to see how much it’s worth.
No, I just thought of you, the villagers want you to help take a look and identify whether it is a treasure and how much it is worth."
After listening to what Qi Changhe said, Xue Chen understood. Just as Qi Changhe said, every household does not have one or two good things left behind by grandparents, such as the tobacco pouches and pots left by grandpa, and the pots left by grandma.
The jade bracelet, the longevity lock from decades ago...
Even his family used to have a few strings of large coins, that is, copper plates, but although they were all real, they were all from the Guangxu and Jiaqing period and were not worth much.
"No problem, it's a small matter." Xue Chen agreed without much thought.
Qi Changhe smiled widely on his face: "Xiaochen, it may be a small matter to you, but it is not a small matter to all of us. Let me thank you first for everyone."
"Uncle Qi, you are too polite." Xue Chen smiled carelessly.
Xue Hongfa also waved his hands with a glowing face: "Xiaochen does something for the neighbors, that's what he should do."
After a brief discussion, we found a place to do the appraisal, which is at the village committee. The time is set at eight o'clock tomorrow morning, and all villagers who want to do the appraisal will be notified to gather at the village committee.
After Qi Changhe returned, he used the loudspeaker of the village committee to broadcast the news, asking those in the village who wanted to have their treasures appraised to bring them to the village committee tomorrow.
That night, many families in Liushu Village were rummaging through boxes and cabinets, taking out treasures passed down from their ancestors and preparing to take them for appraisal.
Early in the morning, after breakfast, Xue Chen arrived at the village committee at around seven o'clock. According to the agreement, the appraisal would start at eight o'clock.
I have to say that Qi Changhe was quite well prepared. A square table and chairs were set up in the largest room of the village committee. Not only was tea set on the table, but there were also fruits and dried fruits, as well as a magnifying glass, which was specially placed on the chair.
There are several layers of soft cushions, making it very comfortable to sit on.
"Xiaochen, this is the place for you to do the appraisal. You can sit down." Qi Changhe said with a smile on his face, "You don't know, someone came here at around six o'clock in the morning, but I pushed them back and asked them
Come back at eight o'clock, people will probably arrive soon."
As soon as Qi Changhe finished speaking, someone came, but it was none other than his sister Xiaoqi.
"Brother, I also heard the broadcast. I heard that you are going to do an appraisal for the villagers today. I am here to help you. Hehe, I don't know anything else. I am very good at serving tea and pouring water." Xue Qi's eyes
Squint into a crescent moon and come over.
"Okay, then you can be my assistant." Xue Chen chuckled lightly and asked Xiao Qi to pour herself a cup of tea.
"Okay." Xue Qi poured a cup of tea for Xue Chen with a flushed face.
After the three people chatted for a while, the door was pushed open and a man in his thirties walked in.
"Er Gang, since you're here, come in quickly and don't poke your head in. You're not a thief." Qi Changhe laughed and scolded.
Hearing this, the man walked in with a smile on his face. He first said hello to Qi Changhe, then looked at Xue Chen and said, "Xiao Chen, the good old days are gone."
"Brother Er Gang is here." Xue Chen nodded.
Qi Changhe saw Er Gang holding something in his hand and urged: "Did you get something for identification? Why don't you quickly take it out and let Xiao Chen help you take a look, otherwise there will be too many people in a while, but
I don’t have the time to show you in detail.”
Hearing this, Er Gang did not hesitate, and immediately handed the thing in his hand to Xue Chen, and said nervously and expectantly: "Xiao Chen, please help me see if this thing is
Good thing, it was left behind by my great-grandfather. The year before last, my dad went to the city and showed it to someone. The person paid 3,000 yuan, but my dad didn’t sell it."
In the antique business, it is important that an item is second-hand, that is, one person cannot hand it over and another person picks it up with his hands. If it falls on the ground and gets damaged during the handover, it will be troublesome and unclear.
But those are generally the rules for dealing with strangers. This is in his hometown. Xue Chen is confident that even if he really loses his hand, he can control it in time if he has the control ability, so he doesn't pay so much attention and directly reaches out to catch it.
in the hand.
After taking it in his hand, Xue Chen lowered his head and looked at it. Qi Changhe and Xue Qi also looked at it, and Er Gang was also standing nervously in front of the table.
"Cigarette holder, jade?"
Xue Chen took it in his hand and took a look, and he saw the origin of the small object in his hand. It was none other than the cigarette holder on the cigarette pot that is very uncommon nowadays!
Cigarette pots were quite common in the 1970s and 1980s, but they have become increasingly rare after two thousand years. Even in rural areas, they are no longer common, and they are all wearing filters.
The tobacco pots are naturally divided into three, six or nine grades, just like the houses they live in. There are earth houses, brick houses, and buildings. The tobacco pots are also very different according to the different craftsmanship and materials used.
Er Gang rubbed his hands and said, "This is what my great-grandfather left behind. My great-grandfather used to be a big landowner."
Xue Chen fiddled with the cigarette holder in his hand, and he had an idea in his mind. He nodded and said, "Brother Ergang, the stuff is pretty good. It's jadeite, of the waxy ice variety. The color is pretty good, and it has good collection value."
Er Gang looked happy: "Then if you sell it, how much will it be worth?"
Xue Chen made a mental evaluation and gave a moderate price: "Well, maybe 12,000."
"Twelve thousand, that's a lot, Er Gang, I didn't expect your family to have such a good thing." Qi Changhe said with a smile.
Hearing the price given by Xue Chen, Er Gang smiled and was very satisfied with the price. He took the cigarette holder back, thanked Xue Chen and turned around to leave.
After Er Gang left, the time reached eight o'clock. Suddenly, seven or eight people rushed in together, all eager for Xue Chen to help with the appraisal.
Qi Changhe said hurriedly: "Don't be anxious, come one by one, Zhao Fushan, you come first."
"Hey, Xiaochen, let me see if these singing things of mine are worth anything." A man in his forties came over and placed a cloth bag on the table with a bang, and there was a splashing sound from inside.
.
When the bag was opened, it was nothing but copper coins. There were quite a lot of them. There were three strings, each containing about a hundred coins.
Within a short period of time, four or five more people came, and they all lined up at the back. When they saw that Zhao Fushan had brought out such a large amount of copper coins for Xue Chen to identify, they all started to express their dissatisfaction.
"Zhao Fushan, you have too many copper coins. How long will it take for Xue Chen to appraise them? You are not afraid of tiring people, and there are so many people waiting in line."
"Yes, you have too many copper coins. I can't finish the appraisal one by one even in the dark."
"Too much, too much."
Hearing the complaints from the villagers, Zhao Fushan felt a little embarrassed. He scratched his head and looked at Xue Chen: "Xiao Chen, how about you identify others first?"
"No, it won't take long, um, ten minutes or so." Xue Chen held a string of copper coins in his hand, like moving the beads on an abacus, and moved his index finger over the long string of copper coins, eyes
He also kept a close eye on every coin he passed.
The villagers all looked at each other, wondering if they could identify it so quickly?
Zhao Fushan also had a slight hesitation in his heart, thinking that Xue Chen might have seen that he took out too many copper coins, so he just went through with it.
Xue Chen caught a glimpse of the expression on Zhao Fushan's face and guessed what he was thinking at a glance, so he chuckled and said: "Uncle Zhao, don't worry, I will definitely give you a closer look. Although you have many copper coins, it is difficult to identify them."
It’s not very difficult, I have all those relatively high value copper coins in my heart, so I can tell if there are any.”
Xue Chen finished reading Three Strings of Coins in ten minutes. (To be continued)