A junk collection station floats in my mind

Chapter 9 Bronze Ding in the Spring and Autumn Period?

Huang Xiaoqi's father, Huang Dashan, and Chen Muyu's father were Fa Xiaoqi, and her mother, Deng Jie, and Chen Muyu's mother were junior high school classmates and girlfriends. They were both matched by Chen Muyu's mother back then, so the relationship between the two families is extraordinary.

Huang Xiaoqi is a few years younger than Chen Muyu, and has played behind Chen Muyu since she was a child, and her relationship is quite good.

"This girl is about to take an art test. She's so stinky and beautiful. She's looking for someone to hone her acting skills all day. It's almost embarrassing to me..."

At this time, a middle-aged woman wearing black-rimmed glasses came out from the back room and brought Chen Muyu a cup of hot water.

Huang's family can be regarded as a scholarly family. Huang's father and Huang's mother are both teachers. One teaches elementary school and the other teaches high school. In terms of social status, it is definitely not comparable to Chen Muyu's family.

"Mom, you don't understand. Our teacher said that as long as I'm not embarrassed, it's someone else who is embarrassed!"

Huang Xiaoqi curled her lips, dropped a wise saying, and sat down on the concubine seat on the sofa opposite Chen Muyu.

It's really the Eighteenth Change of Women's University. In just a few short years, she has grown up to have breasts and buttocks. It will take a few more years, and it will be amazing.

Chen Muyu squinted and saw that Huang Xiaoqi was wearing a skirt, sitting opposite to him, and a cute hello kitty was smiling and waving to him.

This girl really didn't treat herself as an outsider.

"Auntie, my dad said on the phone that your house has some waste to dispose of, let me come over and take a look." Looking away, Chen Muyu quickly got to the point.

Deng Jie smiled wryly when she heard the words, "Wait, I'll go get the things out!"

After speaking, they called Huang Xiaoqi, and the two entered the back room. After a while, they brought out a large cardboard box.

Chen Muyu hurried up to help, and together they carried all the things into the living room.

The box weighed dozens of kilograms and was extremely heavy.

"What's in here?" Chen Muyu asked curiously.

Deng Jie sighed, and said angrily, "What else can there be, rotten copper!"

Huang Xiaoqi stuck out her tongue beside her, with a secretive expression on her face.

"You also know that your Uncle Huang has no skills, but he still likes to collect like others. I don't know how much he has been cheated in these years. He doesn't have a long memory. Last month, the Federation of Literary and Art Circles organized a trip to the countryside, and he followed him. After a trip, I finally got such a thing back.”

"It cost 250 yuan, and it was said to be a big leak. A few days ago, an expert came from the city, and he showed it to others, but he was ridiculed so much that he was ashamed to see others. I see, you yellow Uncle is really 250!"

While counting, Deng Jie opened the paper case, and a smell of dust and decay immediately appeared in Chen Muyu's nose.

Chen Muyu saw that what was contained in the cardboard box was a small rusty cauldron.

Pulling the ears of the small tripod, he lifted it out, and the three short legs in the shape of hooves hit the ground with a bang.

Chen Muyu was not good at this kind of thing, but he still looked carefully.

The round body of the tripod also has a cover with a circle of ribbon patterns, a petal-like pattern of persimmon stems in the middle, and some round patterns on the two ears.

There are still some traces of mud and rust on the body of the tripod. At first glance, it does look like an old object.

"My Uncle Huang bought this thing?" After a long time, Chen Muyu choked out a sentence and looked up at Deng Jie.

"Isn't it?" Deng Jie was a little annoyed, "more than 200 yuan, you can buy such a broken thing. Experts have said that modern handicrafts are old, and you, Uncle Huang, are stupid. people cheat..."

"Where's Uncle Huang?"

Chen Muyu looked into the room, but did not see Huang Dashan's shadow.

"I went to make up lessons for the students, and I can only come back at night!" Deng Jie waved her hand, "This thing still takes up space at home, so you can treat it like scrap metal, so that your Uncle Huang will not come back and see it and make a fuss!"

When Chen Muyu heard the words, he quickly waved his hands, "Aunt Jie, I don't want your stuff!"

"Ok?"

Deng Jie froze for a moment, "What? No? You child, I don't want your money..."

"Aunt Jie!" Chen Muyu smiled wryly, "It's not a matter of money or not. I don't want it, but I don't dare to. This is a bronze ware, and the state prohibits its trading..."

"What happened to the bronze ware? It's not true!" Deng Jie stared.

"Who said it wasn't true?"

"Experts say it's not true!"

"This expert is a lamp!"

Chen Muyu couldn't laugh or cry, "Aunt Jie, although I don't know what kind of expert Uncle Huang is looking for, let me tell you this, this expert is not reliable..."

Deng Jie was startled when she heard this, and looked Chen Muyu up and down a few times, "Xiao Yu, what do you mean by that? Do you still understand these things?"

"Brother Yu, you mean, this thing is real?"

Huang Xiaoqi also asked a question from the side. It was obvious that she was very interested, and her face was full of anticipation.

"I don't really understand!"

Chen Muyu smiled awkwardly, reached out and patted the small tripod lightly, "This is a cooker, the ancients used it to hold meat, the one with ears is called Ding, and the one without ears is called Dun. It is a tripod, it should be an object from the Spring and Autumn Period!"

"However, this tripod is still covered with mud. It must have just been dug out of the pit. Where did Uncle Huang get it? He couldn't be doing landscaping with someone, right?"

In the waste business, you will come into contact with that kind of people to some extent. The so-called greening is also a slang word in that business.

Of course Deng Jie didn't understand, but she was taken aback by Chen Muyu's professional-looking phrasing.

He lowered his head and looked at the unremarkable little tripod in front of him, "Aren't you bluffing Auntie? You're so reckless? You think it's true? But some experts say..."

Chen Muyu interrupted Deng Jie with a wave of his hand, "This expert is either half-baked, or he just doesn't want to cause trouble, Aunt Jie, I can assure you that this thing is real..."

Deng Jie froze...

Obviously the experts said it was fake, but Chen Muyu said it was true, and she said it so seriously that she didn't know whether to believe it or not.

"Brother Yu, is this thing worth money?"

Huang Xiaoqi couldn't wait to ask, little stars appeared in both eyes.

Chen Muyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "If you sell it as scrap, 50 yuan will be the sky's the limit. Of course, I dare not accept this kind of thing. Cultural relics are cultural relics after all, and have their historical value..."

"Oh, Brother Yu, stop beating around the bush, just tell me how much it's worth..." Huang Xiaoqi was a little impatient.

Chen Muyu raised a finger.

Huang Xiaoqi was stunned for a moment, "1 million?"

Chen Muyu shook his head, "At least ten years in prison!"

"puff!"

Huang Xiaoqi stretched out her hand and gave Chen Muyu a hammer, "I hate it..."

Chen Muyu smiled helplessly, but he didn't mean to be joking at all, "If the source is right, about 30!"

"30?"

Huang Xiaoqi's eyes lit up immediately, looking at the small cauldron in front of her, it was as if she saw a pile of glittering gold bars.

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