In the early years, on the trains that were pulling coal, a blue sign was fixed on each cargo box with iron nails. From the beginning, I am now in the ninth car.

I looked at the phone time and said I would give me three minutes to run to the 22nd car!

The buyer is so arrogant?!

What to play?

I won’t run away, don’t pull it down!

Instead of running, I lit a cigarette, smoked it in place for a minute, and then walked slowly by.

I walked to the 22nd carriage with a flashlight, guarding a middle-aged man in casual clothes. He seemed to be afraid that people would recognize him. This man was wearing sunglasses at night.

He frowned and said, "The boss doesn't like people who are not punctual, you're late."

I smiled and said, "I don't like people who limit me some things. You don't want goods, I'll go back now." After that, I turned around and left with my bag.

"etc!"

The person behind me called me and said, "I am worthy of being the apprentice of Silver Fox. The boss prefers people with tempers. Come with me with something."

Following the man up the stairs, I was surprised to see that there was no coal in the 22nd carriage of the train, but spotless and cleaned.

There was a table and two chairs in the carriage. A man in his fifties looked like he had a Mediterranean hairstyle. He was sitting on a chair with his legs crossed and drinking beer. Two bodyguards stood behind him, looking at him feeling relieved and relaxed.

"Here's here, little brother, sit down."

I put down my bag, pulled open the chair and sat opposite him.

"Haha, heroes are young! When I was as old as you, I was carrying a big bag on the dock. I will introduce myself. My surname is Chen, Chen Pingding."

I was shocked. It turned out that Mr. Jiao introduced this person...

There is something that may have been heard of. In the early years, a group of high-level Northern Wei painted pottery figurines appeared in the Panjiayuan market in Beijing. It is said that they were dug out from a large tomb in Luoyang. This batch of pottery figurines were finally purchased by the National Expo and Henan Museum for more than 800,000 yuan.

After buying it, a year later, the museum staff accidentally discovered during the cleaning process that they were all fakes! They were imitated by experts!

Reported the case that day!

The police followed the clues and found that the person who made this batch of Northern Wei pottery figurines was an old man surnamed X in Luoyang who came to the door. The old man said that it was a custom-made product from a boss named Chen in Guangzhou. He did not expect the museum to be deceived. In the end, because he could not find anyone, the matter was left unresolved.

There is a saying among the people in the industry that this person is Chen Pingding! However, there is no direct evidence, and I do not admit this at all.

"Brother Chen, I have long admired Daming, have you been using it?"

He put down the beer bottle, picked the teeth with a toothpick and smiled, "Okay, little brother, just pass by."

I opened my bag and placed it on the table one by one. Soon all kinds of cultural relics filled the entire 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: "I'm afraid you will follow the police behind you. Let's talk while walking. Don't worry, once the negotiation is completed, I will send someone to drive you back."

I frowned and asked where the train was about to stop? I had something to do during the day and could not be too far from Kangding.

He still smiled and said, "For safety, there is nothing to say about this. Since you are in the car, you can only sit and listen to my arrangements now."

My face changed slightly, and I thought to myself, "If I go to a place where birds don't shit, these people will kill me in the middle of the night and have no place to look for me!"

I touched my back quietly, and I brought a gun, hoping not to use it.

He turned on the flashlight and swept across the cultural relics piled on the table without blinking. He rubbed the jade artifacts of the Warring States Period with his thumb.

This is using your body temperature to feel the delicateness of the jade and the degree of patina. If you have fake patina, your fingers will feel astringent when rubbing back and forth like this. Don’t use a magnifying glass. Remember this sentence. As long as you see anyone looking at antiques with a magnifying glass, they are all fake bricks and half-baked guys.

"The thing is of good quality, what was taken out of your mouth?"

I smiled and said, "The serious jade in my mouth has been in my mouth for hundreds of years."

"This piece is glazed, it smells bad, this is..."

I immediately said it was a jingzhu, and it was also a thing of the old age.

He nodded, his eyes fell on the bundle of bamboo slips at the corner of the table. He opened it and frowned when he saw it.

After watching for a few minutes, he put down his things and asked in a low voice: "Where did this come from?"

I told him directly that this was a bamboo slip in the New Dynasty after the Western Han Dynasty. It originated from a thin coffin tomb in Mangshan, Luoyang. At that time, we dug it out and soaked it in medicine, otherwise we would not be able to preserve it.

He asked in a low voice again: "Have you studied the calligraphy written on it?"

I shook my head: "No, there are birds and insects on the top of it. No one knows it. There are, although these bamboo slips have been soaked in medicine, the words on the top are blurred and cannot be seen clearly."

"Oh...so that's it."

He said, "Okay, you can ask for anything after reading it. Are you asking for it or me asking for it?"

"Brother Chen, tell me, I'll listen."

He said directly: "Sixty-five thousand! I brought cash and I will give you cash!"

I had no expression on my face, but I was wondering in my heart that his first offer was not low.

If the market price of this batch of things is one million, because we are urgently using money to get the goods back, I expect it to give it up to 400,000, which is a lot higher than what I thought.

He is not my father or brother, why should he give me more money? Is it because I am more handsome? No.

Seeing that I had not spoken, he smiled and said, "Little brother, don't be suspicious. Although it was a returnee from the peer, the introducer is Mr. Jiao. I want to sell his face and I won't kill you too ruthlessly."

I nodded, it is understandable to say this, favors.

"Brother Chen, do you think 750,000 yuan is OK? The main thing is that these things are of good quality. I'm adding this to you."

I took out a silver dollar from my pocket and threw it on the table. This was the three bird silver dollar I had obtained from Aunt Mingmi before.

"Three bird coins, okay, then it's 750,000."

He turned around and gave his subordinates a look, and the person standing behind him immediately brought a snakeskin sack from the corner.

The sack was filled with cash made of white paper, and he took out a bundle of ten thousand. He then threw the sack at my feet and said, "Brother, you'll be worth a penny."

I poured out all bundles, and if I lost one bundle, I would lose ten thousand. By the way, I took out a few pieces from them to see if it was fake money.

At this time, at twelve o'clock in the evening, the train was still driving forward, and the surroundings were dark and I didn't know where it was. Chen Pingding handed me a cigarette and lit it for me. He praised me for being young and promising, and he would definitely make a name for himself in the future.

I just listened to these compliments, and focused on counting money with a cigarette in my mouth. Inadvertently, I looked up at the table.

Suddenly I saw a few of the small bundles of Xinchao bamboo slips in the corner.

From my perspective, I vaguely saw two bird and insect texts written with crooked brushes.

It seems to be...

"Yingyuan".

I blinked hard and watched.

The bamboo slips that are placed upside down seem to have written two bird-in-worm texts "Yingyuan".

Some characters in bird and insect text are difficult to identify, but some characters are very similar to small seal script, so I can understand them.

"Brother, count the money quickly! What are you looking at?"

"Oh... I didn't look at anything, but my eyes suddenly got a little dry, haha."

Chen Pingding smiled on his face, and he pretended to ask me casually: "There are many ancient tombs on Mangshan. Brother, I'm curious. Is there any gold weapon in the ancient tomb that came out of the bamboo slip?"

"Of course! If you are not convenient, you can not say it. I am purely curious to ask."

I replied, "It's out. The string of gold necklaces on the table came out of the tomb. We searched for it for most of the day before we found them all."

"Oh...that's nothing else?"

"For example, gold nuggets or something?" he asked again.

Gold nuggets...

I smiled and shook my head and said no, but in fact my heart was thumping!

That's right...

Chen Pingding is likely to know Bird and Insect Writing. The reason why he paid more was to ensure that he got this batch of goods. The secret was on these bamboo slips!

The gold pieces he just mentioned may be "Yingyuan"!

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 block was only popular among the aristocratic class of Chu State at that time and was a national first-class cultural relic!

In the Warring States Period, square-hole round coins had not appeared yet. The main circulating currencies were these, "knife coins, cloth coins, round coins, copper shell coins, Yingyuan gold coins, and a kind of pottery coins with dragon patterns printed on them."

If you think it is right, "Yingyuan" is mostly fragmented, also called gold plates! The complete weight is about one pound, with a gold content of more than 90%, and looks like a turtle shell!

When ancient people used it, they would cut a whole piece of Yingyuan into irregular small pieces, some cut into single pieces, some cut into two pieces and three pieces. This thing is very rare! I have only heard people say that I have never seen the real thing with my own eyes.

I murmured in my heart, "Does the bamboo slip contain Yingyuan in the tomb?" We didn't see it at that time.

Recalling some details, the tomb in Mangshan, three coffins, and called "Three-Lian Thin Coffin Burial". At that time, he said that the burial method originated from Chu, and it happened that Yingyuan is a matter of chance that it will appear in Chu! The family of three in that tomb may have escaped the war and moved to Luoyang!

I pressed out the cigarette butts, stood up and smiled and said, "Brother Chen, I forgot something we told me about. Everything else can be sold. I can't sell this Guan Jian. Look, can I get tens of thousands of yuan back?"

"What?!"

Chen Pingding's face immediately changed. He said loudly with a dark face: "We are talking about the packaging price of this pile of things! What's the point of taking out the bamboo slips alone? Can this business be done?"
To be continued...