The mother and her two daughters chatted for about half an hour when Bai Muyin came to call him from outside.
They said their father told them about the bronze token.
As Yun Shudai led him to her father's study, she asked, "Did Dad say what it was?"
"They say it should be a token of a general from a certain dynasty, but they can't figure out which dynasty it is."
After saying that, he whispered in her ear, "It should be from the same dynasty as He Wan's side, we don't have that here."
Yun Shudai suddenly realized and ran to the study to ask her father.
Dad said the words on it weren't familiar, but he felt like he'd seen them somewhere before.
Yun Shudai quickly tried to evade the question, saying, "Dad, if you can't figure it out, I think it's fake."
Mr. Yun shook his head and said, "It doesn't look fake to me."
"Dad, if you can't tell, never mind. My best friend urged me to take it, saying it's been reserved. I'll just pick it up today."
"It's been reserved? Oh, what a pity."
The brother-in-law, standing to the side, examined the characters on the bronze token. They resembled ancient script, though some radicals and components differed slightly.
Upon seeing this, Yun Shudai quickly glanced at Bai Muyin.
Bai Muyin understood immediately and said, "Shushu, didn't you say you were going to see Sister Yao later? It's getting late."
"Yes, that's right, Dad, brother-in-law, we're leaving now."
As she spoke, Yun Shudai took the bronze token from her brother-in-law's hand.
This kind of thing can no longer appear in their time and space.
We need to hurry back and put it with Lao He.
Otherwise, if her father takes it to some national institution for authentication and then calculates the dynasty, it would be her fault.
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"Cotton, five thousand catties, we're old acquaintances, I'll give you two yuan and one jiao. Cornmeal, still forty cents, I can't lower the price for this."
"You're a true brother, is this the only time this year? Are you coming again or not?"
"I'm not coming. I'm going south."
"Alright."
Song Lao Er gave her 14,000 yuan.
He Wan counted them and put them directly on the bicycle, then turned and went to the feed workshop.
Both Grandpa Wan and Grandpa He were there, and they cleaned the feed mill very thoroughly.
He Wan gave each of them two bags of cornmeal, some vegetables, a few kilograms of meat, and five yuan a month's wages, giving them three months' wages in one lump sum.
When Grandpa Wan saw that she was giving him both grain and money, they all felt sorry for her: "Comrade Xiaohe, here, since the last time people from Dali Village brought in a few bags of feed, only a few individual farmers have come to buy two bags to feed their chickens and ducks. Almost no one knows that we sell feed here."
“Uncle Wan, Uncle He, we only sell goods here in spring, summer and autumn. There are hardly any people in winter. When it gets colder, you can just close up shop and reopen in March next year. Or you can leave an address on the door so that anyone who needs anything can just go to our house. It’s such a big place, and there’s no way to light a fire to keep warm. People will freeze to death in winter. There’s no need for you to stay here.”
Grandpa He said, "You don't need to worry about that. Lao Wan and I have discussed it and we're going to build a mud house and a heated kang (traditional brick bed) on the right side of the entrance. Since it's a factory, it can't be without people. Maybe the feed will sell better in winter."
He Wan knew she couldn't persuade them, so after thinking for a moment, she gave them another fifty yuan and asked them to find some workers to build the structure as soon as possible before it got cold.
The two men insisted on not taking her money: "Uncle Wan, Uncle He, you can keep this money and use it to build a house for the cooks, so you won't have to have someone deliver food to you every day. If you don't accept this money, I'll give it to someone else and have them help build the house."
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