Rebirth 1981 starts with saving the sisters from the neighboring village.

Wu Kanghai and the three drivers suddenly showed happy smiles on their faces, and they made up their minds to follow Peng Wanhua for the rest of their lives.

Zhang Bin doesn't care about this. 1 yuan is his income in less than a day.

The main reason for coming to Xijing this time was to inspect the roasted seeds and nuts market. I accompanied Peng Wanhua here just to satisfy his desire for treasure hunting.

Wu Kanghai, on the other hand, has a calm temperament and usually talks little. Even if he can get a huge bonus, even though his face has no expression, he is already happy in his heart.

Peng Wanhua nodded slightly, "It's not suitable to stay here for a long time, let's go."

A group of six people drove a truck through Ningxi City and headed towards Longcheng.

After selling the last cart of roasted seeds and nuts in Longcheng and inspecting the market, a few people came to the foot of Mount Wutai in Shanxi Province.

Mount Wutai is one of the four famous mountains in Chinese Buddhism. It consists of a series of mountains. Five of them have peaks as flat as platforms, so they are named Mount Wutai.

In the 80s, Wutai Mountain was still very dilapidated and even dilapidated. Even though it was once a Buddhist holy place, the temples and pagodas on the mountain were damaged and fell into disrepair.

The place where the group arrived was the middle platform of Mount Wutai.

Its altitude is 2894 meters, second only to Beitai. It is shaped like a lion among the misty clouds.

There is a temple in the center.

The main hall consists of five ruined stone cave dwellings, so dark that nothing can be seen.

There is a stone stupa in front of the temple. The body of the stupa has been seriously damaged and the base of the stupa has been exposed.

"Brother, what's so interesting about this shabby place?"

Zhang Bin glanced at it casually, a little confused.

"You'll understand later."

Peng Wanhua signaled Wu Kanghai to take people to guard the intersection and patrol the surrounding area.

Even though there were no outsiders around, he didn't dare to be careless.

Walking into the stupa, he took out the shovel he carried and pried it down on the stone slab at the base of the pagoda. A thick bluestone slab suddenly lifted up.

Push hard and move the bluestone aside.

Two rotten wooden boxes were exposed under the stone slabs. The upper layers of the boxes had rotted, revealing the round coins inside.

The coin is brownish-black, round on the outside and square on the inside. You can tell it is an ancient coin at a glance.

Seeing this, Zhang Bin was surprised and said: "Brother, there is something underneath!"

He picked up two coins, looked at the brown-black ancient coins, and said strangely: "It feels a bit like copper coins but not like them. Hey brother, look at the two figures on the front. What's going on?"

Peng Wanhua opened a sack and carefully put the ancient coins in together with the lower half of the unrotted wooden box. After everything was put away, he said: "This is the offering money. It was a gold coin provided by the royal family to the Buddha. It has this color because of long-term exposure and dust adhesion.

And this is not a human figure, but a Buddha statue.

Do you know Song Taizong? "

Zhang Bin: "I know, Tang Zong and Song Zu are a little less charming. Song Taizu is Zhao Kuangyin, and Song Taizong should be Taizu's son, right?"

Peng Wanhua gave him a slap in the face, "We are brothers, how come we become father and son when it comes to your mouth?"

Zhang Bin touched his head in embarrassment, "I know that Taizu is usually the founding emperor, and Taizong is usually the second emperor. Could it be that the throne of the Song Dynasty is not inherited by the father after his father dies?"

Peng Wanhua nodded, "Indeed not, but brothers become brothers."

Zhang Bin has little education and has never really heard of this matter. When he heard this, he immediately became interested and asked curiously: "What's going on?"

Peng Wanhua picked up a gold coin and rubbed it twice before continuing: "There is nothing new under the sun. It's just that Zhao Guangyi wanted to be the emperor and used some disgraceful means to get Zhao Kuangyin's throne.

Afterwards, he may have been tortured internally and hoped to soothe his restless heart by making offerings to the Buddha. Then the secret man made this offering money and placed it under the stupa.

Youdao is the reincarnation of heaven, and due to the coincidence of circumstances, Zhao Guangyi's descendant Song Gaozong Zhao Gou had no son to succeed him, so he could only find Zhao Kuangyin's descendant, that is, Zhao Bocong became the crown prince.

The throne of the Song Dynasty returned to the hands of Zhao Kuangyin's descendants in a dramatic manner. "

Zhang Bin didn't expect that this small amount of support money would have such a wonderful history. After hearing this story, he felt as comfortable as drinking a bottle of cold beer in the summer.

"Brother, you are still educated!"

Zhang Bin gave a thumbs up, and then threw the two gold coins in his hand into the sack.

Peng Wanhua stopped him and said, "You can keep these two for fun. Keep them for decades. Their value in the future will definitely surprise you."

Zhang Bin chuckled, "It's not edible, and it won't make much money if you sell it. I don't want it."

Originally, he was not interested in such things that could not be eaten or drunk. But after listening to Peng Wanhua's narration just now, he only thought the story was very exciting. As for the gold coin, he was not interested at all.

When he was destroying the Four Olds, he had seen things that were smashed much more exquisite than this.

Seeing that he didn't want it, Peng Wanhua smiled and said, "Don't regret it in the future."

"I won't regret it." Zhang Bin frowned and threw the gold coins into the sack.

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, for some reason, he suddenly felt that it was a bit too much.

But a man's words are hard to follow, and it's hard for him to change his words, so he can only admit it.

The two of them were walking back carrying a sack of things. Zhang Bin exerted his strength and almost doubled over: "Damn it, why is it so heavy?"

Peng Wanhua said with a smile: "It doesn't look big. Can something weighing at least two to three hundred kilograms be heavy? How about letting Wu Kanghai and the others come?"

Zhang Bin didn't believe in evil, so he struggled to pick up the two corners of the sack and moved it with a squeaking sound.

Peng Wanhua said hello and called over Wu Kanghai and several others who were patrolling not far away.

Three people carried the sacks in groups, and two groups took turns to carry the items onto the truck.

"Clap~"

Peng Wanhua patted the sack and was satisfied.

Could he not be satisfied?

This sack contains not only 1 gold coins but also [-] gold coins. Now sold in Xiangjiang, one piece is worth a Santana.

If based on the auction price of that gold coin in later generations.

"Sigh~"

Peng Wanhua took a breath of cold air.

Don't dare to think. Don't dare to think.

However, he does not intend to release so many gold coins in this life. At most, he will only announce nine coins to the outside world.

As for whether to sell it or not, it depends on your mood and the price.

Keep all the others well and don't sell any of them.

A few people got on the bus and continued to drive back. After passing Jin Province and entering Beihe Province, the capital was already in sight.

Sitting in the truck, Zhang Bin chatted while driving: "Brother, you said you were going to Mongolia before, can you go this time?"

Peng Wanhua glanced at him and said with a smile, "What's wrong? Are you addicted to treasure hunting?"

Zhang Bin chuckled and said, "No, I just want to see more with you."

Peng Wanhua thought for a moment and realized that they had been out for a while. If they didn't go back, the school counselor would probably call home to complain.

He said: "Let's go back and rest for a while, and then go after I have a holiday. Besides, our three cars probably won't be enough to go to Mongolia."

Peng Wanhua thought of the agate lake that had not yet been discovered on a large scale. That lake was not small. How many tons of agate stone could be loaded in three trucks?

According to his idea, at least a dozen trucks would be needed to pull back dozens of tons.

Zhang Bin said quite confidently: "You name the number, not to mention hundreds of trucks, I can still get you hundreds of trucks."

Peng Wanhua nodded, "I guess we don't need that many. Thirty vehicles should be almost enough."

"That's completely trivial. Our own fleet is enough." Zhang Bin said with a smile.