"Let me say that, any palace money is a guarantee of high-quality quality and is more valuable."

Fang Yuan explained in a popular way: "And the palace money made of jade is auspicious jade used for court recruitment or sacrifice in ancient times. It is something that emperors or princes and ministers worshipped the world, and the price is definitely not low."

"Very valuable?" The simple man's eyes lit up.

"What's valuable?" At this moment, Bao Longtu and Xiong Mao walked back outside. Both of them looked smiling, and they obviously gained a lot.

Fang Yuan saw it and smiled, "Boss Xiong, you are back, a guest came to the door, and he also brought a good thing, which looks pretty good."

"What good thing?" Xiong Mao became a little interested.

"Look at this place, a jade coin." Fang Yuan signaled: "The jade palace coins were not seen much during the Yongzheng period."

"Really?" Bao Longtu was very interested and hurriedly came over to look at it. It was not enough to just look at it. He picked it up and studied it for a while before nodding and said, "That's right, it's a jade coin."

"Does it be the time?" Xiong Mao said with great interest: "It is said that most of the jade coins in the Qing Dynasty were Xinjiang/Jiang/Jiang, which may be Qinghai materials or Hetian jade. If it is Hetian jade, then the value will be high."

"It's hard to judge if you have Qin." Bao Longtu shook his head and said, "After burying it for a long time, it feels a bit rough and not perfect in appearance, it also affects its value."

"Isn't it worth it?" The simple man became anxious again.

"It's not that it's not worth it, but it's not that valuable anymore." Bao Longtu explained: "For example, if a jade coin with a perfect appearance can be sold for 1,000 yuan, then the jade coin with Niqin will only be worth 6,700 yuan."

"Is there such a difference?" the simple man asked hurriedly: "What about this jade coin? How much is this jade coin worth?"

"Well..." Bao Longtu hesitated and turned to look at Xiong Mao: "Boss Xiong, what is your market here?"

"It's hard to say. I've never made such a thing." Xiong Mao frowned and pondered: "If it's real jade, it's about eight hundred."

"Didn't it mean that things are rare and valuable?" The simple man didn't seem to be very satisfied with such a price, and felt that it was far from his psychological expectations.

"Brother, the so-called rareness is relatively rare." Bao Longtu smiled and said, "Compared with metal currency, jade money is definitely relatively rare. But it is not rare. Anyway, as far as I know, jade money originated in the Liangzhu culture era before the Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties, and is a currency that can be circulated."

"But in the Zhou Dynasty, especially during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, due to the improvement of metal smelting technology, metal currency began to flourish, and jade coins were gradually replaced by metal currency. Over time, jade coins became a gift for appreciation. They were generally made by the palace to worship the heaven and earth and reward the ministers."

Bao Longtu said: "There have been such jade coins in all dynasties. You can say that it is rare, but it is not necessarily the case that it is unparalleled in the world. In short, compared to ordinary copper coins, it is fair and reasonable to buy this jade coins for 800 yuan."

"Yes, after all, I'm not a professional antique shop here." Xiong Mao nodded with a smile: "If you feel you're losing money, go to the shop on the antique street next door to find someone. Maybe the price they give can be higher."

The simple man thought about it and suddenly gritted his teeth: "No, eight hundred is eight hundred, and it's sold here. But I have a lot of them, do you want them all?"

"A lot?" Fang Yuan and others looked at each other, with a little thoughtful look in their eyes.

"How many do you have?" Xiong Mao asked.

The simple man looked at the door and confirmed that no one was paying attention to the movement of the store, he carefully found a bulging purse in his underwear pocket. When the others saw that the purse was half the size of a palm, but it had been stuffed with many things and had almost turned into a ball.

At this time, the simple man opened his purse with a slight hand and didn't have to take it out at all. With a thud, seven or eight jade coins poured out and ding beads fell on the table.

The simple man quickly reached out and held the round jade coins, then smiled shyly, "That's all, there are thirty-one pieces in total, either?"

"So many." Xiong Mao frowned slightly, his expression hesitated a little. After looking at the tinted jade coins, his voice suddenly became very low: "Brother, are you guys?"

"What the hell?" The simple man looked confused.

Xiong Mao looked at the simple man's expression carefully and tentatively said, "Brother, to be honest, these things you should be pitfalls. If you can't tell the way, I dare not accept them."

The simple man must not understand the tricks of ghosts. However, if he asked where he came from, he immediately reacted and said hurriedly: "I am a ancestral thing..."

"Brother, stop joking." Xiong Mao shook his head and said, "Your things are so fresh that they can float for a few miles. When you see them, you will know that they are pits. Of course, even if they are pits, as long as they are not a problem, I am not afraid of them. I am most afraid of not only pits, but also a ghost. Then I will not dare to accept them no matter what."

The simple man's lips moved, and finally couldn't help asking: "What is a pit, a ghost guy?"

"The pit refers to something that has been dug out and has been unearthed for a while." Bao Longtu explained kindly: "As for the ghost, it is something that is obtained from digging graves and robbing tombs."

"Wow!"

The simple man suddenly stood up and said angrily: "I am not a fool. I never do such unethical things. These things were dug up by me when I cleaned up the cow pen..."

"Brother, don't be excited." Fang Yuan quickly comforted: "Just explain the origin of the thing clearly. As long as it is not the burial items obtained by the tomb robbers, there will be no problem."

Bao Longtu also echoed next to him: "That's right, after all, tomb robbing is illegal, and the burial objects are even more stolen goods. Boss Xiong doesn't accept them, so it's understandable."

"Brother, I'm blamed for being suspicious." Xiong Mao apologized: "Since I'm not a ghost, then everything is easy to say. I've asked for all of your jade coins, a total of 31 pieces, each of which is 800 yuan. I'll collect an integer for you, 25,000 yuan."

When the simple man heard this, his anger immediately disappeared, and his eyes were filled with joy: "Really?"

"Of course." Xiong Mao smiled and said, "Do you want cash or leave the account?"

"Cash, cash is good." The simple man rubbed his hands and breathed rapidly, "It's really 25,000?"

"Wait..." Xiong Mao smiled, then walked to the counter and opened the safe, which contained a lot of cash. He took out a thick stack of banknotes and put them in a row of banknote counters. The amount was enough with a clamor.

"Brother, please click a little." After Xiong Mao handed the money to the simple man, he also studied the jade coins. Each jade coins had different conditions. Some were seriously mud-filled and had poor quality; some had no mud-filled, very bright and beautiful.

Anyway, Xiong Mao also feels that he is not losing money.

As for the simple man, after receiving a thick stack of banknotes, an excited flush appeared on his face. He quickly avoided everyone's sight and hid in the corner to count them.

It took seven or eight minutes, and counted three or four times, and the simple man was satisfied, hid the banknotes close to his body, turned around and grinned with a simple smile: "Thank you, boss, thank you brother..."

"Fair transaction, no thanks." Xiong Mao said with a smile: "Brother, if you have any good things in the future, even if you come to me, you won't suffer any losses."

"Yeah!" The simple man nodded repeatedly and said restrainedly: "Then I... let's go first."

"Let's go slowly." Xiong Mao sent the person to the door and smiled and said, "Thank you for your patronage, welcome to come again."

The simple man nodded vigorously, but his steps were relatively hurrying. As soon as he left the shop, he turned a corner on the street and disappeared immediately. He probably felt uneasy with a huge sum of money on his body and wanted to deposit it in the bank as soon as possible...

Xiong Mao watched him leave, then turned back to the tea room.

"Congratulations to Boss Xiong, I'm making another small profit." Bao Longtu said with a smile: "It's time to treat you."

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say." Xiong Mao was in a good mood.

Of course, it is not that they joined forces to cheat the simple man. The main reason is that the price of receipt and the price of shipment must have a certain profit margin. This is the value law of commercial operations, and there is no moral level problem.

To be honest, even if Xiong Mao sold 800 yuan for 8,000 yuan for 8,000 yuan, that was his ability, and no one else could blame him.

"This jade money is pretty good." Bao Longtu sighed: "That man was so lucky just now. He could even dig so many good things even if he cleared the cow pen."

"He said he dug up in the New Year circle, do you really believe it?" Xiong Mao chuckled and said, "Brother Bao, you are too honest."

"What, isn't it?" Bao Longtu was stunned: "He doesn't look like he is lying."

"The more honest a person is, the less likely he will be to tell a lie." Xiong Maoti said, "Brother Bao, what do you think the person did just now?"

"A farmer, right?" Bao Longtu blinked and hesitated: "Isn't it?"

"Wrong, he is actually a bricklayer." Xiong Mao was very sure and analyzed: "You can tell when you look at the calluses on his hands. It is not that there are thick calluses on his palms, but that there are calluses along the edge of his fingers, which means that he has been carrying bricks and painting walls for longer than working in the busy farming industry."

"Boss Xiong, you're really observant." Bao Longtu said in surprise: "What do you mean is that these things were dug when he helped someone renovate the old house?"

"Haha, it's hard to say, it's hard to say." Xiong Mao wasn't sure: "Just guessing, you don't have to take it seriously. Anyway, as long as you can be sure, these jade money is not a burial item."

While talking, Xiong Mao raised his glass and drank a sip of tea. He suddenly saw something in his eyes. He looked at it with the flow, then put down the cup, curiously reached out to pick up the thing and took it up.

"Where did the copper coins come from?"
Chapter completed!