Great Power Army Reclamation

Mr. Zheng squinted his eyes and looked at the copper coins on the table without saying a word. He knew that Wu was instructing the two children, so he did not interfere.

"Grandpa, why is this? Isn't it more valuable as you get older?" Lao Rou couldn't help but ask.

Na Wu shook his head: "In fact, it is true that antiques become more valuable as they get older, but what really determines the value is the quantity. The less you can see it on the market, the more valuable it is if you can't buy it!"

The old man nodded and was a little confused: "But the Qing Dynasty fell not long ago? Why are the copper coins of this emperor named Xianfeng so valuable?"

Na Wu glanced at Laorou: "If you want to collect antiques, you must first understand history. Among the emperors of the Qing Dynasty, Xianfeng was the one with a short reign and the most internal and external troubles. There was the Opium War of the Eight-Power Allied Forces externally, and the Opium War internally by the Eight-Power Allied Forces. There were constant riots in the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom. It can be said that he has never had a peaceful sleep since he took the throne."

Ye Yuze and Laorou had learned this knowledge in history textbooks, but they really didn't understand the currency situation at that time. The eyes looking at Na Wu were naturally filled with admiration.

When Na Wu saw their eyes, his expression became more and more proud, and continued: "Under that situation, most of the coin minting bureaus in various places did not lack the copper materials that could be used to make coins, so even the copper coins that were minted were cut corners. At that time, the requirements were Each copper coin weighs one penny and two cents, but most of the copper coins are indeed less than what they used to be."

Ye Yuze suddenly realized, is it because of this that the number is small? This is really not mentioned in the textbook.

The old man asked: "Grandpa, does this mean that the copper coins of the Xianfeng era need to be worth a pound or two to be valuable?"

Na Wudian nodded: "The quantity is originally small, and the ones that weigh a lot are even less. Think about it, don't you think it's worth something like that?"

After saying this, Na Wu picked out a dozen copper coins from the table and pointed them to the old man: "Look at these, the ones I picked out are basically from the Xianfeng era, but these two are indeed the most valuable. .”

Look in the direction of his finger. These two coins are very different from other copper coins. If it weren't for those five explanations, Ye Yuze would definitely have thought he saw fake money. Because these two copper coins are completely different from others. Because there are only two words on the copper coin, upper and lower, and two symbols on the left and right. He turned it over curiously and saw clearly the four words "Xianfeng Tongbao".

Na Wu kept talking, while Lao Rou kept writing down in his notebook. In the end, Ye Yuze went to have tea with Mr. Zheng. He knew that he was not the material. There are also the kilns of this porcelain and that kiln, with big doors and small doors. It turned his brain into a mess.

Unknowingly, it was already dark. Seeing the two people still chatting there, Ye Yuze couldn't help but walked over: "I said, can you say that you are full? Let's go to eat?"

Only then did the old man wake up from his dream. He quickly stood up and said, "Then, Fifth Master, can I treat you to dinner?"

Ye Yuze thought that the fifth master had to be polite. Unexpectedly, the old man was not polite at all, and nodded directly: "Okay, I want to eat the sheep's head casserole, but this guy didn't buy it for lunch to save money."

Ye Yuze had black lines all over his head. He was freeloading and eating so confidently that he actually thought his host was stingy. But seeing how hard he taught Laorou, Ye Yuze was willing to spend the money.

Driving directly to Hongbin Building, Ye Yuze was shocked by the situation inside. He saw people queuing up in front of every table. That’s right, there’s a queue in front of the table. People at a table were eating, and several people were waiting for them to finish eating so they could occupy the table.

If there was a row of people outside waiting for their order to be called to go in and eat, Ye Yuze could bear it, but who could eat like this? The old man was even more shocked. He was not shocked by the queue, but by the luxury of Hongbin Building.

The two old men didn't take it seriously. They strolled around leisurely and found a table with fewer people in line to queue up.

Ye Yuze walked to the ordering counter and asked the eldest sister he met at noon: "Sister, don't you have a private room here?"

The eldest sister took one look at him and knew that he was a wealthy man, so she pursed her lips. Then he explained: "There is a minimum consumption for private rooms, but there are people lining up, but there are not so many people."

Ye Yuze nodded in thanks and stepped upstairs. Sure enough, there were people at the door of every private room, but there were far fewer people. After all, there were not many really rich people in that era. Most people come here to eat just to save face, ordering one or two dishes and chewing slowly, just like taking photos at tourist attractions in future generations. It doesn't matter whether you can get in or not, just pretend to be cool.

Ye Yuze looked around and saw no one at the door of a house. Ye Yuze opened the door and saw that there was only a young man in his twenties sitting inside. But it's so big here, there are almost twenty chairs arranged around the table. The young man was a little unhappy when he saw Ye Yuze pushing the door open. "Get out, there's someone here."

Ye Yuze didn't care, he just smiled and took out two big unity cards: "Brother, there are only four of us. If your friends haven't come yet, let us eat first and then leave."

The young man was originally going to get angry when he saw Ye Yuze not going out, but when he saw the notes in his hand, he couldn't get angry. The temptation is a bit too great.

You must know that today he was an impulsive spender. He was excited by a few buddies and ran here to treat him. I just regretted it after sitting down. A meal in the largest private room in Hongbin Building can cost 100 yuan! Two months of his salary was gone, and the rest of the time he could only eat and drink.

Seeing his hesitation, Ye Yuze took out another big unity card, and the young man finally stood up. No fool would want to earn thirty without even having a meal, not to mention there were only seven or eight of them, and if they occupied seats in another place, they basically didn't have to spend any money.

Seeing that he was gone, Ye Yuze asked Lao Rou to invite the two old men up. He calls the waiter to order.

At that time, the customer service staff in the lobby didn't care who was delivering the food. They just shouted at the window that they had to serve it themselves. In private rooms, food must be served by waiters. Because the consumption is high.

The two old men were surprised when they saw the big table when they went upstairs. Mr. Zheng persuaded: "Yuze, there are only four of us, why don't we go down to eat?"

The waiter looked a little disdainful when he saw this posture, and said to Ye Yuze: "The minimum purchase price for this private room is 100, so do it according to your ability!"

Ye Yuze felt irritated and slapped a dozen large balls on the table: "Do you think this is enough?"

The waiter immediately lowered his head and stopped talking. Although the waiters of that era were all masters of the country, one could still tell the difference between their eyebrows. Some people are not to be messed with.