Zhou Mingli noticed Jiang Ci fiddling with a small jar and walked over. "What are you doing?"
Jiang Ci glanced at him and pulled him down, "Take a look."
She flipped her hand over, revealing the design at the bottom of the bowl.
"You think this is an antique?" Zhou Mingli paused slightly and asked in a low voice.
"I don't know. I did have two large Xuande pieces in my collection of blue and white porcelain, and the mark is the same as this one." Jiang Ci shrugged. "But there are always experts out there, and it's not impossible for someone to make an exact replica."
Zhou Mingli wasn't so conflicted and said, "Take it if you want it, or use it to feed our chickens if you don't need it."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ci laughed and said, "You're right."
She picked up the small jar in her hand and said, "Our chickens are still missing two bowls for eating. Let's look for some more."
The lacquer box used to hold the large yellow croaker wasn't enough; Jiang Ci needed to find a few more boxes to store small everyday items.
Zhou Mingli agreed. It would be a waste to buy bowls specifically for chickens. With so many things available at the scrap yard, surely one or two bowls could be found.
After some searching, Jiang Ci actually found a few boxes.
The box was painted gray, but it had a faint, pleasant fragrance. The carving was exquisite and beautiful, and it depicted the auspicious symbols of fortune, prosperity, and longevity. However, the connecting piece was broken, and the lid of the box was about to fall off.
Jiang Ci stroked the smooth surface of the box and tapped it subtly with her finger, producing a clear and resonant sound.
Jiang Ci squinted slightly and even scratched off a small piece of the surface paint with her fingernail.
The golden interior, with its wafting fragrance, made Jiang Ci pause for a moment.
This is made of Phoebe zhennan wood.
Really?
So lucky?
Jiang Ci didn't care whether the blue and white porcelain was from the Xuande period or not; she held the box in her arms.
Jiang Ci couldn't tell if the blue and white porcelain was real, but she was certain that the box was made of Phoebe zhennan wood!
She knew that the reason it was made of Phoebe zhennan wood could be traced back to Jiang Ci's childhood.
She grew up with her grandfather, who lived in the mountains and loved playing with wood.
I especially love nanmu wood.
She slept on a bed made of fragrant nanmu since she was a child, sat on a chair made of water nanmu for meals, had a tea table made of agarwood in the tea room where her grandfather entertained people, and slept in a rocking chair made of golden nanmu.
When Jiang Ci lived with her parents, she always slept on a soft bed. She liked sleeping on a soft bed, but when she went to her grandfather's house for summer vacation, she often complained that the bed was too hard and clamored to change it.
Grandpa lay on the rocking chair, twirling his prayer beads. “When An’an was first born, she often had nightmares and was easily startled. She couldn’t sleep well in the city, so your grandma asked your parents to send you here. They were busy with work and couldn’t take care of you. You’ve slept in the bed I made for you since you were little. It’s made of fine nanmu wood, pure and fragrant, calming and soothing. You stopped crying when you lay down there and could sleep well.”
"It's good for children's health to sleep on wooden beds at home, and they're not allowed to jump around."
Young Jiang Ci pouted unhappily, but couldn't argue with the old man, so she could only reluctantly sleep on the nanmu bed with him.
Because of this experience, Jiang Ci knew what nanmu wood was like from a young age.
Golden nanmu is more precious than gold, and this box, with its exquisite carving, is worth a fortune even if it's not an antique.
There aren't many knowledgeable people in Zhongmo Town, so they might just throw away this broken box with the missing connector as an unwanted item.
She really lucked out.
Even without the blue and white porcelain, this trip has been incredibly profitable.
Jiang Ci was very satisfied and placed a comic book and a blue and white porcelain on the box.
She looked at Zhou Miao and Zhou Yang.
Zhou Huai took the two children around very casually. The children treated it like a treasure hunt, running over to find this and then running over to find that.
Before long, he had a lot of small toys in his hands.
There were wooden birds, beanbags, and toy guns; Zhou Miao was also holding a sheep's knucklebone.
It's like picking up pebbles, but these are made from sheep bones.
The two children were overjoyed, and Zhou Yang even started playing with the wooden toy gun, making "dududu" sounds repeatedly.
"You've found quite a lot, sister-in-law." Zhou Gou was holding a few books and several workbooks, which were probably put together by some family's children for sale.
Jiang Ci smiled and said, "Yes, I found a bowl to collect water for my chickens. I think this box is still intact, but the connector is broken. I'll ask my second son to fix it when I get home. It will still be usable."
Zhou Mingli also had two bowls and two comic books in his hands.
After finding all the items, the two families went to the gatekeeper to pay.
The amount of stuff wasn't much, but Zhou Mingli and his group had a lot.
Four comic books cost three cents, plus three bowls, which cost five cents. The box was a bit expensive, but it wasn't damaged; only the connector was broken, so it could be repaired. The gatekeeper charged two dollars for it. As for the toys Zhou Yang and Zhou Miao were holding, they only cost one cent in total.
According to this calculation, Jiang Ci and Zhou Mingli spent 2.9 yuan today.
Jiang Ci remained expressionless, and no one noticed her inner elation or knew that she had stumbled upon a great opportunity.
Zhou Gou spent even less money.
Jiang Ci put all these things into a cloth bag.
“We’re not going to eat in town, we’re planning to go home. What about you guys, Er Gou?” Zhou Mingli asked Zhou Gou.
Zhou Gou glanced at his watch. "It's only a little past ten o'clock. Let's go back."
Jiang Ci and Zhou Mingli looked at Zhou Gou's watch with envy.
want to.
But no money.
Jiang Ci put Zhou Yang on the small seat in front, held Zhou Miao in her arms and sat in the back, and Zhou Mingli rode his bicycle back to Shanding Brigade with Zhou Gou.
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