After the meal, Cheng Zhenzhu handed the six full belly pieces to his three brothers, went to wash the dishes, and boiled a pot of hot water.
It's cold now, so it's not convenient to take a shower every day. It's still necessary to wipe the body and soak the feet.
"Okay, soak for a while and then go to bed." Cheng Zhenzhu helped the little ones wipe their bodies and put them on small chairs to soak their feet.
The six eyes sitting in one's arms rolled around and started to pull off his socks.
"Your little feet don't need to be soaked anymore. Go warm the bed." Cheng Zhenzhu stuffed the fluttering little heater into the quilt.
"Good boy, Niu Tiao~" San Tiao climbed onto the bed after soaking his feet and hugged Liu Tiao tightly. Holding him tightly, Liu Tiao would not move around...
Forced to stay still, Liu Tiao's bright black eyes stared at the ceiling, and he made an "oh" sound from time to time, telling his mother and brother that he didn't want to sleep yet.
It was not until two hours later that the tenacious young man began to breathe softly and evenly.
Cheng Zhenzhu looked at Liu Tiao who had finally fallen asleep, helped him put his hands down, and slipped into the space.
On the balcony, her large plastic bucket was already filled to the brim. It was filled with gold and jade, cups and bowls, and all kinds of jewelry. But the most space-consuming items were the richly colored ceramic jars and bottles, carved with patterns and insects.
After being soaked in water for so long, the silver jewelry has turned black and the jewelry has worn out, but these porcelains are still white and moist, with unique charm, no signs of time, and look like new.
There were still a dozen scattered copper coins in the plastic bucket. The coins had deep holes in their rims, their surfaces pitted and stained with a bluish-green verdigris. The four large, raised characters on the front were stained with verdigris, making them somewhat mottled and difficult to discern.
Cheng Zhenzhu slowly made out the words "Sheng Song," blurred by the verdigris.
It's actually from the Song Dynasty...
Perhaps the most valuable things were not the gold bricks, but the bottles and jars. Cheng Zhenzhu suddenly realized the problem and took out the porcelain bottles one by one, wiped them carefully, and placed them on the table.
If you were to ask which porcelain eras command the highest prices, the Song Dynasty and the Qing Dynasty's Three Dynasties would likely be considered the most expensive. Porcelain from these eras has repeatedly set record prices at auctions. For example, a piece of Song Dynasty porcelain with celadon glaze sold for over 200 million Hong Kong dollars.
The reason she had such an impression was precisely because this exorbitant price had been in the news several times...
After much trouble, Cheng Zhenzhu finally sorted out more than ten complete bottles, which she carefully stored away, waiting for the moment when they would be most valuable.
As for the flawed porcelain vases, she packed them into boxes. She remembered there was such a profession as porcelain restorer...
After cleaning the porcelain, Cheng Zhenzhu began to sort out the gold bricks and ingots. Many of the silver ingots had turned black, and some of the gold ingots had turned black as well, but not much.
In the end, I collected a total of eighteen gold bricks, ninety-eight large gold ingots, and some small gold bars and gold leaves. These were relatively rare, probably because they were small and had almost all fallen off.
Eighteen gold bricks, plus the five gold bricks from before, she had a total of twenty-three gold bricks. One gold brick weighed six kilograms, which was 138 kilograms... The more Cheng Zhenzhu calculated, the calmer she became.
This is an astonishing amount of wealth, but before confirming that the environment is safe enough, these must not be taken out or disclosed to anyone, including the little ones...
After putting away the gold bricks, the rest was easy to sort out. She kept the intact pearls and put the ones that had swelled up aside. She also took out the few pieces of intact jade jewelry and jadeite. What remained were mostly items that had been damaged by time. Blackened silver, broken porcelain pieces, shattered jade...
But after all, it was once a good thing, so Cheng Zhenzhu didn't rush to deal with it. She dried it and left it in the bucket.
When everything was done, it was already twelve o'clock in the morning. Cheng Zhenzhu took a bath and went to bed contentedly.
When he woke up again, it was still light, a little after six, and Yitiao had to go to school. Cheng Zhenzhu got up to boil some water to wash his face, then made a large white bun stuffed with oil residue and cabbage for Yitiao.
After finishing one of the hot buns, he happily carried his schoolbag to school. The remaining three children got up one after another and were overjoyed to learn that they would have big white buns for breakfast.
The six people who mixed some dough into the food were also happy, dancing with joy, and their little teeth made a "clacking" sound when biting.
"Mom, I'm going to play with Erwa." After finishing his big white bread, Peng Ertiao grabbed two White Rabbit milk candies and discussed with his mother.
"Go ahead." There's no point in keeping a boy restrained. Cheng Zhenzhu nodded, then called Er Tiao over and found one of his old coats for him to wear. "It's cold, wear one more layer."
"Okay." Peng Ertiao took a look at the new clothes his mother had made for him, and put on his old coat without hesitation.
But you can’t get your new clothes dirty, just let your old clothes get dirty.
Cheng Zhenzhu had been worried that the pretty-loving little fellow would be unhappy with the outfit, but now, seeing him buttoning it up quickly, she felt very relieved. This showed that Er Tiao was a little fellow with a rich heart.
She actually has a lot of new coats in her space, but the styles are too trendy and the fabrics are too new to bring out. She already had two solid-colored summer outfits, and that was already eye-catching enough, so she definitely couldn't bring out coats again. But she could buy some home-made fabric and make them herself...
San Tiao had no objection at all that his brother went out to play without him. He took a small shovel and went to the yard to happily dig in the mud.
"Six, and you're the only one left." Cheng Zhenzhu looked at the little kid in her arms, letting her squeeze him into a ball and flatten him. "Would you like to play with me?"
"Oh oh~" Liu Tiao practiced tapping skills in his mother's arms, and he couldn't stay still any longer, so he signaled his mother to pick him up and take a walk.
Cheng Zhenzhu helped the little guy walk a few laps and then took him to the bed to play.
San Tiao took off his shoes and climbed onto the bed. The bed was warm and he wanted to play on it.
"Do you want to eat pomelo?" Cheng Zhenzhu asked, looking at the two little babies crawling around in the quilt.
"Yuji?" Peng Santiao arched his little head, his eyes bulging, and he looked confused. "I've never seen it before..."
"Well, Mom hasn't eaten it either. Let's try it together."
"Okay~" Peng Sandiao responded softly and crawled out of the quilt.
Then six more came out from the other end.
"Then you can help look after your brother while I go get some pomelo." Cheng Zhenzhu stood up and brought back a pomelo with a firm peel. Just by looking at the peel, you could tell the pomelo was absolutely fresh.
Peng San Tiao sat on the edge of the bed and watched curiously. Liu Tiao crawled over, curled up into a small ball, and leaned against San Tiao, feeling warm.
San Tiao really liked the hot Liu Tiao and couldn't help but reach out and rub it.
"Oh oh~" After letting Liu Tiao be kneaded and pinched for a while, he buried his little head and grabbed his feet to roll over his three brothers.
When Cheng Zhenzhu finished peeling the pomelo, she saw six pomeloes falling on three pomeloes.
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