The Charming Life of Rebirth

On Sunday, the students were at home for vacation, and there were many children playing in the market.

Seeing a lot of stationery and exquisitely crafted toys here, I became interested.

A child asked: "What can copper coins be exchanged for?"

Xiao Lin explained: "One copper coin is exchanged for a pencil, three copper coins are exchanged for a notebook, five copper coins are exchanged for a ballpoint pen, and ten coins are exchanged for a mechanical pencil."

At this time, the children more or less had some copper coins in their hands. After hearing Xiao Lin's words, they all ran home to look for copper coins.

Xiao Lin accepted as long as it was copper coins, without distinguishing between categories.At noon, a large box of copper coins was collected.

The sound of the horn continued, when a middle-aged woman came over and asked, "Do you want old books?"

Xiao Lin nodded: "Yes. But no textbooks."

The middle-aged woman soon brought a bag full of books, comic books, comic books, and even a collection of Lu Xun's works.

Xiao Lin counted a total of 21 books, and asked, "Auntie, how many pens do you want to exchange for a book?"

The middle-aged woman thought for a while and said, "I want pencils, notebooks, and mechanical pencils, but I don't want ballpoint pens. I don't need them at home."

Xiao Lin thought for a while, then handed the other party 20 pencils, 20 different notebooks, and 6 mechanical pencils.

The middle-aged woman did not expect that a pile of useless books at home could be exchanged for so much stationery. She said she would pack it up when she went back and would come back next time.

After a while, a man brought over a broken bowl and asked, "Do you want this?"

Xiao Lin said: "Broken porcelain can only be exchanged for a pencil, good ones can be exchanged for ballpoint pens, finer ones can be exchanged for mechanical pencils, and better ones can be exchanged for money."

Porcelain is extremely cheap these days, and a few scraps can be exchanged for a few plates, bowls and the like.

Stationery is different. In the public stationery store, there are good-looking mechanical pencils for several yuan, and children like them, so they can’t do without buying them.

Now that you can get such beautiful stationery with a few plates and bowls, the people next to you think it is worth it, and several of them go home to get the porcelain they don't need.

Huang Lao watched and didn't speak.These stationery are not worth a lot of money, it's time for Linlin to practice.

Although the weather wasn't too cold, it was almost November after all. After noon, Mr. Huang asked Xiao Lin to pack up his stall and go home.

Xiao Lin looked helplessly at the old things all over the floor.

He Bin had lost interest in Xiao Lin when he was collecting old books. Seeing Xiao Lin's embarrassment this time, he suggested, "Lin Lin, let's get rid of these junk."

Xiao Lin glared at him: "Second brother. I've been busy for a long time just to do free work?"

Just after He Bin finished speaking, he also felt that something was wrong. After listening to Xiao Lin's words, he touched his nose and stopped talking embarrassingly.

In the end, Huang Lao hired a tricycle, and they finally returned to Huang's hometown.

The uncle on the tricycle also helped carry the things up to the second floor, otherwise Xiao Lin and the others are old and young, and they don't know when they will move.

Xiao Lin didn't look at anything else, first picked up the box of copper coins, and carefully looked at each one.

He Bin said: "Linlin, aren't these copper coins all the same? What else are you looking at?"

Xiao Lin shook his head: "This copper coin is different from the money we use now. Those with few survivals are worth money, and those with many are worthless."

It took Xiao Lin more than an hour to distribute a box of copper coins.

He Bin looked at the pile of copper coins that Xiao Lin had picked out and asked, "Are these worth anything?"

Xiao Lin shook his head: "I just put the same copper coins together, whether it's worth it depends on Grandpa Huang."

Huang Wei picked up a copper coin and said with a smile: "This copper coin depends on when it was acquired. Some can be worth thousands of yuan, while others are not worth even one dollar."

"So much difference?" He Bin exclaimed.

Huang Wei went on to say: "The five emperors of the Qing Dynasty are the least valuable among these ancient coins. That is to say, ordinary ancient coins issued during the Kangxi, Qianlong, Jiaqing, Daoguang and Guangxu years are the least valuable."

"Why?" He Bin didn't quite understand.

Huang Wei said with a chuckle: "This is because a lot of copper coins were produced during the period of the Five Emperors of the Qing Dynasty. The Qing Dynasty is not far from now, and there is a large amount of money in the world, so the general ones are worthless, and they are worth a dollar at most."

He Bin pointed to the copper coins on the ground: "Are these worth one yuan?" You must know that Xiao Lin spent a total of 100 yuan on stationery, and there are more than 100 of these copper coins. I made another tens of dollars.

Although the money is not too much, it is much easier than drawing pictures and making models.

Huang Lao said with a smile: "If there are rarer ones in it, I'm afraid one will be worth several thousand yuan."

"Then Grandpa Huang, let's see if there is any?" He Bin was not a fan of money, but he was really hit hard by following Xiao Lin, and he also wanted to make money by his own ability.

No matter how you say this time, there are toys provided by him, so it can be regarded as a shareholding.

Mr. Huang patted his head: "How can it be so easy! This time I just tried it, and see if it will work for Linlin to send things to my door."

Xiao Lin separated the copper coins and sat on the side tiredly. The copper coins collected this time were really not too unusual.But the days ahead are long, Xiao Lin is not in a hurry, it's just the beginning.

Huang Lao was also very happy to see that Xiao Lin was interested in antiques.He himself likes to collect, and the little apprentice likes it too, which is the best.

It's just that Xiao Lin is still young, so he still needs to focus on studying.

"Linlin, starting tomorrow, grandpa will teach you painting skills in the morning and general knowledge in appraising treasures in the afternoon."

Xiao Lin was taken aback: "Don't Grandpa Huang have to go to work?"

Huang Wei said with a smile: "Grandpa Huang only needs to come to the painting academy on Thursday to give two lectures."

"Then can I still collect things next Sunday?" Xiao Lin asked cautiously, if Grandpa Huang didn't like it, he wouldn't go.It's the same when you have time to go to Liulichang or Panjiayuan to shop for treasures.

Huang Wei looked at Xiao Lin's expectant face, patted him on the head and said, "Go, of course. Not only you, grandpa will accompany you, maybe you can meet something good."

Only then did Xiao Lin feel relieved.He Bin was still flipping through the pile of books, flipping through them, and said strangely: "Grandpa Huang, look at this book, the paper is all yellow, didn't it fall into the latrine?" The few sheets of books were thrown aside.

Because there were a lot of people exchanging things, Xiao Lin only paid more attention to porcelain, and didn't pay much attention to books and copper coins.When I got home, I also looked at the copper coins, but didn't read much books.I heard He Bin say that it is yellowing, which is a symbol of age.

Mr. Huang took the old manuscripts first, and after just looking at them, he showed a cautious expression. He also put on his reading glasses and continued to look at them.

Xiao Lin took a look, and it seemed that it was really an antique.Because it is written in calligraphy and stamped with a seal, it should be a relatively well-known ancient person.

It's just that the pages of this manuscript are yellowed, and the corners are a bit worn out. It looks like it hasn't been well maintained.There are several words written on the cover, but only the words Suiyuan can be read clearly, and the others are not known.

Elder Huang let out a long breath, and carefully placed the worn-out book in his hand that was about to fall apart on the table.Taking a deep breath, he said, "If my guess is correct, this should be Yuan Mei's manuscript."

"Yuan Mei?" Xiao Lin exclaimed, this is a very famous person.

After taking the manuscript, Xiao Lin also read it carefully.This manuscript is really dilapidated, covered with insects, sweat, oil stains and everything, and it is yellow.No wonder He Bin thought the book fell into the toilet.

Many characters in it were blurred and hard to read, but Xiao Lin read it carefully. It seems to be written in a novel?

"Grandpa Huang, isn't this the manuscript of Yuan Mei's "Zi Bu Yu"?"

Yuan Mei was a poet and essayist in the Qing Dynasty.Zicai, nicknamed Jianzhai, in his later years, he called himself Cangshan Jushi, Master of Suiyuan, and Old Man of Suiyuan.Yuan Mei was one of the representative poets of the Qianlong and Jia Dynasties, and together with Zhao Yi and Jiang Shiquan were called the "Three Masters of Qianlong".

Huang Wei said it was Yuan Mei's manuscript, and Xiao Lin saw that it was a novel, so he couldn't help thinking of Yuan Mei's famous collection of short stories "Zi Bu Yu".

Huang Lao nodded and said: "If I read it well, this should be the manuscript of "Zi Bu Yu", but unfortunately it is incomplete and not well preserved, otherwise it would be a rare treasure.

Mr. Huang was filled with emotions, but He Bin didn't care about this. He asked, "Grandpa Huang, is it worth anything?"

Huang Lao said with a smile: "You boy, you got into the eyes of money. Naturally, such a good thing should be kept carefully, whether it is worth money or not?"

He Bin curled his lips, it's weird for Grandpa Huang to keep such a rotten thing well.

For the next week, Xiao Lin studied with Mr. Huang.He Bin was bored at home, so he also came over.Sometimes when Huang Wei explained the appreciation of ancient cultural relics to Xiao Lin, he also listened to it.

Soon it was Sunday again, and He Bin had already gone to exchange a bunch of stationery. Since he knew that he could make money, he became interested in exchanging things.

When they came to the market again, many people were no strangers to them, and people came forward to ask them one after another.

A middle-aged man asked: "Is it okay to use the stamps?"

Xiao Lin explained: "Yes, but the used stamps can only be exchanged for a pencil. If you have not used it, you can exchange it for a ballpoint pen, and the rare stamps can be exchanged for a mechanical pencil."

"How do I change porcelain? Can I only change stationery?" Someone asked again.

Xiao Lin shook his head, "If it's an ordinary porcelain bowl or vase, you can exchange it for a mechanical pencil. If it's a delicate one, it costs five yuan each, and even better, ten yuan."

This time the pot was blown up.

Porcelain is extremely cheap these days. Last time I heard that you can exchange stationery with porcelain, many adults with children in school were moved. Now that they heard that better ones can be exchanged for money, they all went home to get porcelain.

He Bin stared dumbfounded, these adults are so crazy.He couldn't help asking in a low voice: "Linlin, you won't lose money if you say that?"

Xiao Lin looked at He Bin's slightly nervous face, with a smirk on the corner of his mouth: "Second brother, aren't you overthinking it? Are we going to decide whether it's okay or not? If you think the price is low, you can take it back."

He Bin said: "This is also okay?"

"of course."

He Bin has never been a businessman, so naturally he won't be able to change his role for a while.But Xiao Lin had sold a lot of design drawings in his previous life, and he didn't have the energy to fool people, so he couldn't make a lot of money.

After a while, all kinds of porcelain were brought over.Most of them are the most common porcelain bowls and plates. What Xiao Lin offered was the price of a ballpoint pen. Sell it if you like it, and forget it if you don’t.

On the contrary, there were two large jars painted with paint. Xiao Lin gave two automatic pencils, which made the person who brought the porcelain very happy. These automatic pencils cost several dollars in the stationery store.It was even said later that the kid liked paint cans.

Although He Bin didn't understand very well, but he was very sensible and didn't talk too much. There must be a reason for Xiao Lin to do this.

Huang Lao looked at it from a distance, and didn't say much, it was all up to Xiao Lin to decide.

At this time, a man shouted outside: "Everyone, let me go, I have beautiful porcelain here."

Everyone was very curious after hearing this, what kind of porcelain can be called beautiful.

It wasn't until the middle-aged man pushed the car over that everyone realized that there were many bottles, jars, and dishes in his car.

The man was very proud to see so many people looking at him: "My hometown is Jingdezhen. Every time I go there, relatives and friends will give some porcelain. When relatives walk around during the New Year and holidays, they also take porcelain. This thing can't be eaten or drunk at home. They take up space, and today I heard that someone offered a high price to buy them, so I simply sold them all."

The man had a lot of porcelain in his car, and there were many people around. Xiao Lin was worried about a mistake, so he said, "Grandpas, grandmas, uncles and aunts, can you all go out a little? I will move things for this uncle."

The middle-aged man laughed: "Little friend, you can't carry it with your small body. Uncle will take it for you, but you have to tell me how much it is worth. Otherwise, if it is too cheap, uncle can take it back and put it away."

Xiao Lin nodded again and again, and didn't move down in a hurry, and went directly to the car to look.

What Xiao Lin looked at first was a tea set.The teapot is a white-glazed porcelain pot with floral patterns on it.The glaze color is bright, it should be quite high-grade porcelain.It's a pity that there are words made in Jingdezhen on the bottom, which is definitely not an antique.

Xiao Lin said: "Five yuan a piece, how about it?"

The cars on board are all fine products from Jingdezhen, so they are definitely not cheap.But at this time, people's hands are tight, and people spend a lot of money to buy porcelain. Unless they are people who go to sea to do business, ordinary people can't afford it.

The porcelain in the middle-aged man's hand was a gift from relatives and friends over the years, because there were too many to keep in the house, so he simply sold it.

After hearing Xiao Lin's price, he was not too satisfied, but he was too lazy to push it back. "That's five yuan no matter the size."

Xiao Lin liked these porcelains quite a lot, and didn't bother to haggle over the price, so he nodded in agreement.

Counting a total of 35 pieces, Xiao Lin hurriedly asked Grandpa Huang for money.

It is too conspicuous for children to take big money, so all the money over ten yuan is held by Mr. Huang.

After paying the bill, a lot of things have been collected, Xiao Lin and the others plan to go back.

At this time, an old man staggered over: "Little baby, how much is this worth?"

Xiao Lin took it over and saw that it was a stamp collection.There are a lot of precious stamps in it. Just Xiao Lin knows that the whole country is red, Mei Lanfang's stage art, and even two 80-version monkey stamps, all of which are very precious stamps.If these stamps are sold in a few years, they will be worth several million.

"Grandpa, you have had this stamp album for many years, why are you selling it?"

It can be seen that the old man cherishes his stamp album very much. Every stamp, whether used or unused, is well preserved.

The old man sighed: "My wife was hospitalized and spent all my family's savings, and the children are not well-off. I heard that you accept stamps here, so I came here to ask."

Xiao Lin felt sore when he heard that, the old man was afraid that he would be at the end of his rope, otherwise he wouldn't want to sell his collection for many years.

Xiao Lin thought for a while, and said to the old man: "Grandpa, we are also planning to close the stall here, why don't we talk at my house."

Xiao Lin wanted to give the old man a good price, but there are a lot of people talking here, if someone overhears it, they will ask him for a high price in the future, how can he pick it up?

The old man had no objection after hearing this.Then he followed Xiao Lin and the others.

This time it was still the car hired by Mr. Huang.Because there are a lot of porcelain in the car, it walks very slowly.

When he arrived at Mr. Huang's house, Xiao Lin said, "Grandpa, can I give you 2000 yuan for this stamp album?"

The stamps inside will be very valuable in the future, but not now.Giving too much is suspicious.

"Two thousand?" The old man was taken aback, "So much?"

Xiao Lin smiled and said: "Grandpa, this is your treasure, two thousand is really not much. But this can only help you for a while, if you have any troubles in the future, you can come here to find me."

Huang Lao looked at Xiao Lin talking eloquently, and couldn't hide the smile on the corner of his mouth.

Linlin is really a good boy, willing to help others.

But he is not like a child.Whose child will give 2000 yuan when he opens his mouth?

This old man obviously regarded Lin Lin as an adult, and for so long, he had been talking with this child Lin Lin, and he had forgotten that he was an adult.