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How the Magic Stick is Made in the Modern Chapter Chapter 11 The Revenge of Ancient Coins and Plastic Buckets

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    Look at what Song and Yuan Tongbao is on it. Damn it. Why is there still rust?  Could it be fake money?  In Wen Fei's impression, copper coins are of course made of copper.  However, he found a lot of rusty iron coins, and immediately scolded those who made counterfeit money and Ge Erlang's master and apprentice.  Damn, use this kind of fake money to deceive people.  ??There are also Taiping Tongbao and Chunhua Tongbao, all in a mess.  After counting, it turned out to be five hundred coins, not a penny worth.  But there are seven or eight kinds of money in it.  I happen to have a friend who is good at playing and seems to know a lot about antiques. I asked him to ask.  Thinking like this, Wen Fei couldn't sit still.  He quickly picked up the coins and headed out.  After a delay, it was already evening, just in time to have a meal.  The city is not big, so Wen Fei took the battery car and ran all the way to the place.  I saw that the whole street was deserted, with few cars and horses, and it looked deserted.  It¡¯s a small place, so there aren¡¯t many people playing with antiques.  By chance, Wen Fei saw a fat man closing the door, and he immediately became happy: "Fat man, when you see me coming, prepare to close the door!" As soon as the fat man saw Wen Fei, he shouted: "Taoist, what song are you singing today?"  Going out? He even put on his Taoist robes. Could it be that he was really going to become a monk? " Only then did Wen Fei realize that he went out in a hurry and didn't even change his clothes.  He didn't care, and said carelessly: "Master Dao is here to take care of your business. Hurry up and open the door to receive customers" "Go to hell, you poor guy hasn't even found a job. What antiques can you afford? While you're playing,  Go." The fat man cursed.  Wen Fei smiled and was not angry. The two of them were used to joking like this, so he smiled and said: "Don't regret it. I went to the countryside to collect some good things. Do you want" He said and took it  He took out a bunch of copper coins and shook them.  The fat man¡¯s eyes suddenly lit up, and he stretched out his hand to grab it: ¡°Come on, let me see if there is anything good?¡± The two of them fought for a while, then reopened the shop and went in to study the coins.  This fat man, Chang Yu, was Wen Fei's best friend since he was a kid. He had money in his family and didn't have to worry about his livelihood. He loved to play.  Later, I became fascinated by antiques, so I opened an antique shop, specializing in selling fake goods as industrial products, but the business was so-so.  At least Wen Fei is very envious.  "Damn, why did you get so much iron money?" Chang Yu cursed.  Wen Fei suddenly asked nervously: "How is it? Is it fake money?" "It is really real, and it is relatively well preserved. It's just not valuable Look at this kind of ordinary official script of Song and Yuan Tongbao, it's just  One or two yuan a piece. Oh, this Xianping Yuanbao is worth more than a hundred" Wen Fei looked at it with suspicion: "Fat man, I'm a poor man, so don't kill him if you want.  Kill me" Zhang Yu immediately scolded: "Uncle, it's not worth it for me to go out to find a girl, so what's the point of me?" Wen Fei said with a smile, "I'm afraid you'll steal my money and use it to pick up girls.  Ah!" Zhang Yu suddenly became angry: "I want to cut off my relationship with you, and cut off my sleeves" "Who the hell cuts off my sleeves with you (BL), don't you feel disgusted?" "Oh, you bastard.  My orientation is very normal, and the girls I find are more up-to-date than the last. But you are the one who talks about it every day. Maybe you have practiced some Sunflower Book and become the Invincible of the East" The two of them quarreled for a while, and then they figured this out.  The total value of copper coins is about 12,000 to 10,000.  Wen Fei suddenly burst into laughter, this business is worth it.  The cost of eight hundred has more than doubled.  "I'll give you nine thousand, and you can treat me to dinner tonight!" Wen Fei said.  Zhang Yu sneered: "I will give you ten thousand, please! Otherwise you will say that I took advantage of you again." This is a friend, although he always curses.  But when it comes to money, they don't care about it.  In this small place, a meal for two people would not cost a thousand yuan.  In the end, Wen Fei treated him to a treat, so he went to a night market and drank beer and fried snails and barbecued in the river breeze. It was quite refreshing.  "Where did you get these copper coins? Do you have any more?" Zhang Yu asked, and drank a large glass of draft beer with a bang.  Wen Fei didn't have such a drinking capacity, so he took a small sip and said: "There should be more, I'll go and have a look in a few days. By the way, do you know anything about the Song Dynasty? When did Su Dongpo die?"  " Zhang Yu said "Huh": "Why do you care about this? Don't read your Tao Te Ching. I don't know how you got around when you were in school. The teacher should have taught you this when you were in junior high school or high school!"  Wen Fei blushed: "It's been too long, I can't remember." In fact, at that time, he wanted to run away from home and go up the mountain to practice Taoism.    "Haha, Su Dongpo seems to have died during the reign of Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty. Yes, that's right. He died during the reign of Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty. After his death, his collected works were burned and banned." Wen Fei groaned.  , I finally know when I have traveled through time.  It turns out that it was when Emperor Huizong of the Northern Song Dynasty was the flower emperor.  "What are you thinking about?" Zhang Yu asked, "Why are you interested in this kind of thing?" "Oh, it's nothing, just asking." After the two of them had eaten and drank, they went home a little drunk.  Three days passed in a flash, and it was early in the morning when we came to the mule and horse market again.  Wen Fei picked the right time and traveled through the world in the evening. Sure enough, it was the morning of this era.  It's like being on the other side of the earth, exactly twelve hours apart.  At this time, it was still early.  But people from the Song Dynasty from all over the country had begun to gather here, and Wen Fei brought so many things.  It immediately attracted the attention of many people, and some bold people asked: "Taoist priest, why are the pots and buckets you brought so weird, can they be used?" Wen Fei put together dozens of plastic buckets and plastic pots.  The words were lined up, right at the door of Ge Erlang's master and apprentice's house.  He yelled: "What do you mean it can't be used? This thing of mine is strong! I'll show you" As he said this, he held up a plastic bucket and threw it on the ground. It made a loud bang. He even stepped on it a few times. The plastic bucket  The barrel only had a white mark and was not broken at all.  Wen Fei used this thing a lot when he was in school and was very experienced.  A high-quality, powerful barrel can even be thrown from a dormitory building with no problem.  "Oh" Seeing such a scene, many people immediately gathered around. It is human nature to like to watch the excitement.  When Wen Fei performed like this, he was immediately viewed as a peep show.  "How about it, explain it. Can any of you get some water? Is there a leak?" Some people who joined in the fun actually went to fetch water, and they found that the bucket was very useful.  Not only is it lighter than a wooden barrel, it is also very strong.
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