Maozi didn't come to the clothing store to find Gao Mingcheng all day today because he was going to Yangcheng tomorrow. So in the evening, Gao Mingcheng took the initiative to find Maozi.

He knew Maozi's home. When he went there, he met Monkey. Monkey was wearing an old gray coat and carrying some wood on his shoulders that he had brought back from a construction site. The wood was broken and could no longer be used, but it could be used for firewood.

When the monkey saw Gao Mingcheng, he shrank back suddenly and dared not look directly at Gao Mingcheng.

Since that incident, Monkey has turned over a new leaf and no longer lives a slacking life like before. Instead, he honestly finds a construction site and works there moving bricks and cement every day.

The economic development at the national level has not been good this year, but with the reform and opening up, some people have made money first, so the number of people building houses is increasing day by day.

Not to mention the county, even in the wealthier villages, people began to be keen on building houses. By the end of the 1990s, except for a few poor households, most villagers had built new houses.

Seeing the monkey avoiding him, Gao Mingcheng didn't care. He let him go for the sake of the monkey's family.

Gao Mingcheng came to Maozi's house and saw the two Maozi brothers sitting at the door eating dinner.

Because there were no electric wires, it was inconvenient to light candles and cook at night, so they ate early.

When Maozi saw Gao Mingcheng coming, he immediately stood up, put down his bowl, raised his hand to wipe the rice grains from the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile: "Brother Mingcheng, you are here, come on, please sit down!"

Maozi's younger brother sat quietly on the stool, looked at Gao Mingcheng with a pair of innocent eyes, and then continued to eat the rice in the bowl.

He has an IQ problem. Although he is a bit dull, he is a quiet person and rarely causes trouble.

"I heard that you received some more goods, so I came to take a look." Gao Mingcheng said.

"Well, wait a minute, I'll take it out and show you." Maozi said with a smile on his face, quickly ran back to the house and took out a bundle.

The bundle was made of old bed sheets, colorful and with a few small holes in it.

Maozi put the bundle on the ground and then opened it.

"Look, these are the things I received recently!" Maozi pointed at the miscellaneous things and looked at Gao Mingcheng nervously, hoping that Gao Mingcheng could buy them all.

Maozi actually has no ability to distinguish antiques. He has not read any books and has no relevant teacher to guide him.

But he had been hanging around in the streets since he was a child, had heard many stories about family affairs, and had walked the streets and seen many houses and people.

When he knew that bunk beds could be sold for money and ancient coins could be sold for money, he had a general concept that things from the past could all be sold for money!

This time, he used his expertise to receive some odds and ends.

He had little capital, so he didn't receive many things, and many of them were not in good condition. The only good thing was that they did look a bit old.

Gao Mingcheng squatted on the ground and looked at the pile of things carefully.

Although it was evening now, there was enough light outside to see all the details.

Among the pile of odds and ends, Gao Mingcheng immediately spotted a bowl. He picked up the bowl, touched the rim of the bowl, and said, "Is this bowl baked?"

"Yes, I heard that this bowl was from a long time ago. I thought it was okay, so I accepted it. Brother Mingcheng, do you want this bowl?" Maozi stared at Gao Mingcheng intently.

Gao Mingcheng was not in a hurry to speak, but looked carefully at the pattern on the bottom of the bowl.

For porcelain antiques, the bottom mark is a very important identification mark.

However, as soon as Gao Mingcheng saw the inscription on the bottom, he knew that this porcelain bowl came from a private kiln, not an official kiln, because there were only two circles on the bottom of the bowl and no words, and the porcelain body and patterns were also relatively rough and sloppy.

But what Gao Mingcheng cared about was that the technique of baking the bowl was quite good.

Gao Mingcheng said: "This bowl is most likely from the Qing Dynasty, but it was made in a folk kiln, the workmanship is average, and it has been damaged, so it is not very valuable."

When Maozi heard that it was worthless, his expression fell a little, but he still asked eagerly, "What is a folk kiln?"

So Gao Mingcheng explained to him the differences between folk kilns and official kilns.

Generally speaking, official kiln styles are more refined, elegant, delicate and smoother than folk kiln styles, while folk kiln styles are mostly rough and sloppy.

This is understandable. The products of official kilns are for use by the imperial court, while those of folk kilns are sold among the people, and the quality of their products varies greatly.

Gao Mingcheng put down the bowl and continued looking at other things.

Among this pile of things, there were several ancient coins, a Yuan Datou, and a bunch of rusty locks, which looked like they were removed from some boxes and wardrobes.

In addition, there are actually several stones with strange shapes.

Gao Mingcheng picked up the stone and played with it. He had no knowledge of minerals, but he knew that some rare stones of good quality could be sold at a high price.

"These stones...where did you find them?" Gao Mingcheng asked.

Maozi smiled sheepishly and said, "I traded some candy with some kids for it. I think it's pretty. Can I sell it for money?"

"It depends on the buyer. If someone likes it, they will be willing to pay for it."

Gao Mingcheng had already looked through all the things and said, "There aren't many valuable things among the things you collected. If you want to make a lot of money, you have to find a way to get more and better things."

The Russians are panicking. Will all these things fall into their hands?

He stared at the pile of things, feeling extremely nervous.

His cost is low, so his ability to resist risks is also poor.

Gao Mingcheng glanced at Maozi and his brother, and said, "Although these things are not valuable, they are worth collecting. Uh, this Yuan Datou is in good condition and can be worth some money."

This Yuan Datou of Maozi was minted in the tenth year of the Republic of China. There are horizontal dots on the round tooth edge of Yuan Datou. This is a common silver coin on the market, so even in later generations, the price is not high.

But after all, it is a silver dollar and has a certain collection value, so it will not be difficult to sell in the antique market.

A Yuan Datou weighs seven cents and two cents, which is nine parts silver and one part copper. Seven cents and two cents is approximately equal to 26.86 grams. The current price of silver is about fifty cents per gram. Based on the weight, pure silver is worth fourteen yuan, but it also contains ten percent copper, so copper is cheaper than silver.

However, because of its collectible and commemorative value, the market price would be premium, so Gao Mingcheng paid fifteen yuan to buy it.

When Maozi heard the price, his tense heart relaxed a little. He bought this Yuan Datou from an old lady in a village for ten yuan.

Now that he can earn five more dollars, he is satisfied.

As for the others, Gao Mingcheng also bought them all at once, but the prices were not very high, but for Maozi, it was still a profit.

After Maozi got the money, he looked particularly satisfied.

Gao Mingcheng said, "Keep collecting, and try to collect the best ones. Some villages have produced Jinshi, Juren, and Xiucai in the past, so you can go there and take a look. Maybe there are some good ink sticks and inkstones left. Those things are valuable. There are also paintings by people in the past, and beautiful bottles and jars."

"Okay, okay." Maozi nodded repeatedly in response.

Seeing Gao Mingcheng picking up his things and preparing to leave, he quickly said, "Brother Mingcheng, take care."

At this time, Maozi's younger brother, who had already finished his meal, suddenly said to Gao Mingcheng: "Brother Mingcheng, take care."

He was obviously imitating his brother's way of speaking. The two brothers even had the same smile curve on their faces.

Gao Mingcheng also smiled and waved goodbye to his brothers: "Goodbye."

He carried a bundle of things and strode towards home.

When I got home, it was time for dinner.

The difference between their restaurant and Maozi's is that they eat a little later, and sometimes if there are unexpected customers, they may eat even later.

"Second brother, what did you receive?" Gao Shufang looked curiously at the package that Gao Mingcheng brought back.

Gao Mingcheng did not hide it and opened it in public.

As a result, Gao Shufang saw that they were all broken copper and rotten iron. She couldn't help but curl her lips and said in disbelief: "Second brother, is there really anyone who spends money to buy these broken things?"

The things recycled are indeed not very valuable, but they are still far from being junk!

Gao Mingcheng didn't want to pay attention to Gao Shufang. Although his sister worked hard to learn to read and write in order to marry well, her vision in other areas did not improve much.

But this is normal. If it weren’t for his experience in his previous life, Gao Mingcheng wouldn’t know so much.

He gave a brief explanation, but Zhang Jinling looked at the pile of things thoughtfully.

After dinner, she decided to talk to Gao Mingcheng.

"My mother's family also has a few of those coins, but I don't know if they are valuable." Zhang Jinling told Gao Mingcheng that a long time ago, someone in their village dug up a jar, and the jar was full of those coins. Later, someone said that the former landlord buried them there.

Later, those coins were divided among the villagers, and Zhang Jinling's family also had seven or eight coins.

After hearing this, Gao Mingcheng was a little surprised. He had never heard of this incident in his previous life.

"I'm going to Yangcheng tomorrow. Either you go back and bring it to me one day, or we can go to the village together after I come back from Yangcheng." Gao Mingcheng said.

It is not impossible to dig out buried coins from the ground like this.

In the past, when war broke out or a family was in trouble, it was common to bury copper coins that were inconvenient to carry in the ground and escape with only gold and silver valuables.

In ancient times, the currency circulating in the market was mainly copper coins. However, copper coins were very heavy and extremely inconvenient to carry around. Later, during the Song Dynasty, Jiaozi, commonly known as silver bills, began to appear.

"I'll get it when I'm free!" Zhang Jinling said quickly. She felt that Gao Mingcheng was very busy all day long and she didn't dare to ask him to go there in person.

As for myself, there is nothing important to do every day, so I might as well go back to my parents' home to visit my relatives.

"That's fine." Gao Mingcheng nodded.

After the conversation, Gao Mingcheng went upstairs to wash up.

He is going to Guangzhou tomorrow, and he has to prepare all the things he wants to sell in Guangzhou, such as honey, antiques, etc.

This time there were no particularly valuable antiques or bezoars, but there were more than 600 kilograms of honey, which could be sold for a lot of money.

That night, Xuanmei was unwilling to let Gao Mingcheng do anything rash, saying that she wanted him to conserve his energy.

Gao Mingcheng said: "Conserve your energy and gather your strength so that you can fight for glory again!"

Manyu Mei understood the implication of the words and a blush appeared on her cheeks.

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The next morning, after breakfast, Gao Mingcheng said goodbye to his family and drove his tractor to the transportation company.

After arriving, it was the same old process. First, I checked the condition of the vehicle, and then loaded my own goods into the vehicle.

The cargo on this car is all porcelain, also belonging to Fan Chengyao. It was deliberately not filled very full in order to leave some space for the honey.

"Brother Xiao, I'm leaving!" Gao Mingcheng waved goodbye to Xiao Jinfeng below.

Xiao Jinfeng also waved goodbye to him and said, "Have a good trip!"

Gao Mingcheng stepped on the accelerator, took control of the steering wheel, drove the car out of the transportation company's parking lot, and followed the route he had taken dozens of times.

Driving on the road, the scenery on both sides kept receding, and the wind blew in from the window, blowing Gao Mingcheng's hair backwards.

Gao Mingcheng touched the back of his head and thought, I need a haircut!

Okay, when we get to Guangzhou, I’ll go get a trendy haircut!

Gao Mingcheng hummed a song, feeling relaxed and happy along the way.

It was already the next day when we arrived in Guangzhou.

Before Gao Mingcheng set off, he said hello to Fan Chengyao, so Fan Chengyao calculated the time and distance and knew the approximate time of Gao Mingcheng's arrival.

When Gao Mingcheng got off the car, he saw Fan Licheng at a glance.

It's only been over a month since they last met, but Gao Mingcheng feels that Fan Li has grown a lot.

He touched Fan Licheng's head and said with a smile: "Did you eat Jinkela? You have grown a lot taller all of a sudden!"

"What is Jinkela? I didn't eat it! But I did grow taller!" Fan Licheng laughed and was in a good mood.

Boys develop later than girls. Now, Fan Chengyao is just beginning to develop.

Because he skipped a grade, all the girls in his class were taller than him, which made Fan Licheng a little unhappy.

Now he has finally started to grow taller, even though he is still not as tall as those female classmates, he is very happy.

He felt that his classmates would be surprised when school started.

Gao Mingcheng laughed and said, "Haha, height is hereditary. Your parents are both of good height. As long as you eat nutritious food and exercise, you won't be short!"

When talking about exercising, Fan Licheng's face fell.

He took Gao Mingcheng's hand and winked at him, signaling him to go to the side and talk. Gao Mingcheng glanced at Fan Chengyao next to him, then gave Fan Licheng a questioning look.

Fan Chengyao saw their little actions from the side and rolled his eyes speechlessly.

He took the initiative to say, "You guys go and talk, there are workers unloading the goods! As for your antiques, we can discuss the price later."

Since Boss Fan had spoken, Gao Mingcheng no longer had any worries and went to a secluded place nearby with Fan Licheng to talk.

"What's wrong?" Gao Mingcheng asked. He could see that Fan Licheng was worried.

Fan Licheng sighed like an adult and said quietly, "I was kidnapped in the capital."

Gao Mingcheng's heart skipped a beat and he quickly looked Fan Licheng up and down, making sure that there were no missing parts on his body before he felt relieved.

"What happened? Are you hurt?" Gao Mingcheng asked with concern.

Fan Licheng felt Gao Mingcheng's concern and was in a good mood. He shook his head and said, "I'm fine. I ran away on my own the day after I was kidnapped."

Fan Licheng was quite emotional.

In Hong Kong, due to the chaos in the market, there were many gangs and lone wolves, so the children of some wealthy people became important targets for kidnapping and extortion.

Many people in his stepfather's family had been kidnapped. When his mother first brought him to Hong Kong, she hired someone to train him on how to deal with kidnapping to ensure that he would be less harmed during the process.

Because most kidnappers are after money.

And if he was kidnapped, his mother would definitely be willing to pay for his ransom.

However, unexpectedly, he had never been kidnapped once in Hong Kong. The reason was very realistic: those people thought that he was just his stepfather’s stepson and there was no point in kidnapping him!

However, when he went to the capital to buy a house this time, he was kidnapped by a group of gangsters!

In the future, when I talk with those people from my stepfather's family, I will have something in common! Fan Licheng thought to himself with a smile on his face.

He told Gao Mingcheng about the kidnapping process, then sighed and said, "After we came back from the capital, my mother hired a boxer from Foshan to teach me boxing." (End of this chapter)