Fu Wan brought a total of eighteen pearls with her on this trip, including five large ones, six medium ones, and seven small ones.
According to the price given by Feng Ji, the total is four hundred and thirty yuan.
Feng Ji carefully put the pearls away in a box, then took a stack of ten-yuan notes from a drawer and handed forty-three to Fu Wan.
Fu Wan took it and stuffed it into her pocket without counting it.
"Thank you, Uncle Feng."
Seeing that she wasn't even counting her money, Feng Ji joked, "Aren't you afraid I'll shortchange you?"
Fu Wan wasn't afraid at all. "You're such a big boss, you don't need to be greedy for such a small advantage."
These words successfully pleased Feng Ji again. Men are boys until they die, and Fu Wan calling him "uncle" sounded young.
Seeing that Fu Wan showed no sign of leaving, he knew that she probably still had something to ask him.
"What, there's something good here?"
Fu Wan then took out two silver dollars and handed them to him, saying, "They're not anything special, but Uncle Feng, take a look at these."
Before Feng Ji had even taken off his reading glasses, he felt something was wrong as soon as he received the silver dollar.
He took out the shop's scale and weighed the silver dollar.
This scale is the kind of small scale found in pharmacies, so the weight of the silver dollars can be weighed accurately.
Sure enough, this silver coin was much lighter than the ordinary ones.
"Is this thing fake?"
Feng Ji examined it closely with a magnifying glass. The craftsmanship of this thing was indistinguishable from the real thing, except that the weight and material were not like the real thing.
Fu San nodded. "I also think this thing is fake. Boss Feng, is it from the batch in 1935?"
35 years? Feng Ji fell into deep thought. His family had been in this business for generations, so he naturally knew the damage that batch of counterfeit silver dollars in 1935 had done to the economy at the time.
How many ordinary people have lost their families and lives because of these counterfeit silver dollars?
"I'll have to ask my old buddies about that!"
He also knew a few guys who studied history and were most interested in this kind of thing.
However, he couldn't offer a price for this item.
Perhaps sensing his troubles, Fu Wan said, "Please ask Uncle Feng to take these silver dollars and take a look at them. I won't lie to you, I found them at the bottom of the sea."
"There are still some of these things on the seabed. If they are indeed from the batch from 1935, their retrieval would have certain research value for our country's history."
Fu Wan spoke so eloquently that Feng Ji's appreciation for her grew even more.
"This thing can actually be exchanged for a few dollars. If you have a lot, you could probably get a considerable amount."
Fu Wan shook her head. "I understand that some money can be earned and some money cannot."
“Uncle Feng, you can take it and ask him. If it proves to have research value and you need me to guide you to the salvage site, you can find me in Fujia Village.”
Those things are in a very deep part of the ocean floor; ordinary people probably wouldn't be able to go down there.
Feng Ji nodded. China is gradually getting back on track, while the reactionaries, since fleeing to Taiwan, have completely denied doing these heinous things.
Cultural relics are invaluable evidence for ensuring that history is passed down through generations.
Although the items on the seabed are not ancient artifacts, they are still of great research value for history.
After leaving the village's phone number and her name, Fu Wan and Fu San hurriedly headed to the state-run restaurant.
Old Man Fu and Fu Ming sat there waiting for several hours. If it weren't for the fact that one of them hadn't walked for a long time and the other was unable to walk properly, they would have followed Fu Wan to join in the fun.
Just as the two were eagerly waiting, Fu Wan and Fu San finally came into view.
"Father, brother, let's go home!"
After everything was settled, Fu Wan had just passed by the supply and marketing cooperative and bought a few bags of calcium milk biscuits and a few bags of candy.
There were even a few barrels of malted milk powder.
There were two packets of milk candy and two packets of fruit candy in the candy. Fu Wan handed one packet of milk candy, one packet of fruit candy, one packet of calcium milk biscuits, and a tub of malted milk powder to Fu San, asking him to take them back to Lin Qiuju to sweeten her mouth.
Fu San was shocked by Fu Wan's shopping spree; he doubted anyone in the village had raised his niece like this.
He was even more reluctant to accept these milk candies and malted milk powders. "Awan, your aunt doesn't need these anymore. Take them back for your daughter!"
Fu Wan shoved the things in her hands into his arms, "I bought two packs of these. It's rare for me to come all the way to the county, so please don't be shy with me, Uncle."
After saying that, she winked and said, "Isn't this all thanks to Uncle San for helping me sell the pearls!"
Since things had come to this point, Fu San had no choice but to accept.
He remembered Fu Wan's kindness. He believed that reciprocity was essential for a closer relationship between the two families in the future.
After Fu Wan and Fu San helped Fu Ming and Old Man Fu into the car, the group drove the tricycle towards Fu Family Village.
Old Man Fu hadn't noticed the food in the car, but Fu Ming spotted the big white rabbit at Fu Wan's feet at a glance.
"Ah Wan, you've struck it rich?"
This White Rabbit candy, malted milk powder, and biscuits!
Wow, this will probably cost tens or even hundreds of yuan!
Fu Wan was in a great mood. It was almost sunset, with the sun setting and a gentle breeze. She was heading home with her brother and father, and she felt a sense of comfort she had never experienced since her rebirth!
"I made a small fortune!"
She made a slight hand gesture, just like she did when she was a child.
Fu Ming was amused, and he knew in his heart that the price of the pearls was probably not low.
The group chatted and laughed, and what would normally be a half-hour journey seemed to pass in no time.
Since it was approaching evening, Fu San needed to go to the beach to see if anyone was shipping goods, so Fu Wan, Fu Ming, and Boss Fu got off the car at the dock.
There weren't many people at the dock at the moment. Fu Wan helped Fu Ming, and Fu Laoda followed beside them. The three of them walked home like this.
Several people passed by, but none of them noticed that the person next to them was Boss Fu.
Because Boss Fu had been lying in bed for more than half a month, relying entirely on intravenous nutrition to stay alive, he lost all his muscle and became much thinner.
Several villagers passing by thought the man looked familiar, and because it was dark, they assumed he was a distant relative of the Fu family.
Ye Xiaocui had lost count of how many times she had looked over the fence. Her daughter and son had been out all day, and they still hadn't returned.
Was the examination not going well?
Or did something happen on the way?
Her jumbled thoughts made her throw the vegetable leaves into the pile of vegetable roots several times while she was picking vegetables.
Shen Lingling, who was helping out, kept shouting, "Grandma, you put this in the wrong place!"
"Grandma's getting senile!"
"Grandma isn't old at all!"
As the grandfather and grandson were talking, the sound of the door being pushed open came from the doorway.
Fu Wan and Fu Ming entered the room, and Ye Xiaocui hurriedly went to greet them.
"Why are you so late coming back today? Hurry up and put your things down, dinner is coming soon."
Fu Wan smiled and took her hand, "Mother, look who we brought back!"
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