Su Qingci stuffed the small box into her basket, and without opening the large cardboard box, she stuffed it in sideways.
"If there's nothing else, I'll be going now."
Old Wei escorted Su Qingci to the door and started shouting at the top of his lungs.
"Child, won't you sit for a while longer? Look, there's nothing in my house. Why don't you have a meal before you leave?"
"You've come all this way to see me, oh dear, I'm so ashamed."
"Sir, no need to see me off. You can go home now. These days, everyone has a hard time. Let's skip the meal."
"Hey, girl, come again next time."
Old Wei slammed the door shut and bolted it as soon as he finished speaking.
Once back in the house, he began hiding things everywhere.
Cured meat can still be stored; wrap it in old newspapers and stuff it under the bed.
The flour and rice were all divided into small bags and stored separately.
Fish and ducks were smeared with thick salt and hung high on the roof beams, with umbrellas spread out and hung on top to block the view.
The chicken was chopped up on the spot and simmered in a pot over the fire, to be eaten by the grandfather and grandson when it was late at night.
Su Qingci walked to a secluded spot and disappeared into the farm in a flash.
The cardboard box was opened and it was filled with small and exquisite official kiln ceramics from various dynasties.
There are a total of twenty-one items, including plates, bowls, small pots, ornaments, wine glasses, and other collectibles.
It includes the Northern Song Dynasty, the late Qing Dynasty, the Later Tang Dynasty, the Southern Han Dynasty, the Chu Dynasty, and the Later Zhou Dynasty.
They carefully collected all the relatively well-preserved porcelain pieces.
Then open the small box.
Even though I only glanced at Old Wei's house earlier, I was still stunned by what was inside.
A pair of imperial green jade bracelets, a pair of blood jade bracelets, a pendant with a translucency close to that of icy jade, three well-preserved thumb rings, armbands, a set of hairpins, bracelets, and necklaces soldered with various gemstones, and natural pearls the size of longan eyes.
Even the box was made from a single piece of top-quality Phoebe zhennan wood.
If this were in later generations, let alone anything else, this box alone would be worth hundreds of thousands or even millions.
The value of those two pairs of bracelets was more than enough to buy her farm.
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