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Chapter 360 White Deer Coin (continued)

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    Hearing this, Dajun seemed a little confused. Meng Zitao smiled and asked, "What's the problem?"

    Da Jun said: "It just feels like it's okay to use deer skin to make coins. After all, deer skin is also valuable, and it's also painted."

    Meng Zitao smiled and said: "If the price was reasonable, it might not have disappeared so early. However, during the reign of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, although the price increased a lot compared to the period of the 'Wenjing rule', the overall price was still relatively cheap. According to records, '  "Two slaves are only worth 30,000 Wen, two ox-carts are only worth 4,000 Wen, and a field of fifty acres is only worth 5,000 Wen. These are only the prices in remote areas."

    "If you compare it to the price in Chang'an, one stone of grain costs only 100 Wen. The "Book of Han" records that Li Cai, the brother of the famous general Li Guang and the prime minister during the era of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, privately sold three hectares of land from the Yangling tomb in the suburbs of Beijing.  , the total land price is only 400,000 yuan, which is the price of a white deer coin."

    "This is the price of a top-level cemetery. If it is good farmland, one acre of land is only 3,000 yuan. A white deer coin is comparable to more than 100 acres of the best farmland. Who do you think will buy it? You can imagine.  If such 'large denomination banknotes' are issued, and they are not mainstream real money, how many people will buy them, and how can they be circulated in the market?"

    Da Jun nodded and said: "I don't think not only the common people, but also some big shots would be stupid enough to exchange this kind of currency."

    Meng Zitao smiled and said: "That's the reason. Since the release of the White Deer Coin, no one has taken the initiative to exchange it. Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty had to buy and sell it by force. He stipulated that the princes must pay tribute to the White Deer Coin during the pilgrimage. In other words, he first exchanged the White Deer Coin.  Sell ??the deer coins to the princes at a price of 400,000 yuan each, and then ask the princes to return the original white deer coins, which is equivalent to extorting a lot of money from others."

    "Although the princes had no choice but to buy them, their number was probably not as good as the number of white deer in Shanglin Garden. So, these white deer coins kept circulating between the emperor and the princes, and in the end, they came to an end."

    "However, unless there are special circumstances, leather is generally not preserved until now. I have only seen relevant records in ancient books before, and I don't know how this White Deer Coin was handed down to the present and how well preserved it is.  Yes, it¡¯s just that the writing and painting are a bit blurry, which is quite rare.¡±

    Da Jun asked curiously: "Then how much is this thing worth?"

    Meng Zitao said: "Without a reference standard, it's really hard to say what the value is. However, I have no intention of selling this thing."

    " This White Deer Coin can only be auctioned to ensure that it will fetch a high price, but no matter how high the transaction price is, Meng Zitao estimates that it will not exceed 5 million. Rather than doing this, he might as well keep it for himself.

    After dealing with the White Deer Coins, Meng Zitao and Da Jun went to have lunch first. In the afternoon, they went to visit nearby scenic spots and bought some local specialties, which also saved them the last bit of rushing.

    The next day, Meng Zitao and Dajun had breakfast, sat and waited at the entrance of the hotel for a while, and then received a call from Zhui Ci, saying that they had arrived at the entrance of the hotel.

    Meng Zitao stood up and looked towards the door of the hotel. He saw a young man wearing a white T-shirt, holding a mobile phone in his hand and looking towards him. He was stunned because this man was really beautiful.

    Yes, I am talking about beauty here, because this person is fair and delicate, and she wears slightly neutral clothes. From a distance, except for her short hair, she is a beautiful woman.

    When the man came over, Meng Zitao was even more surprised to find that this guy's skin was actually better than that of many women. He didn't know how he looked so good that even women were jealous.

    However, for a moment, Meng Zitao thought of Wu Yuan again and thought, does this guy also have a habit of cutting off his sleeves?

    When the man approached, Meng Zitao said hello first: "Are you chasing porcelain?"

    Based on the erudite impression Meng Zitao gave him online, he originally thought that "Zhui Ci" was an army, but he didn't expect it to be the much younger Meng Zitao. He was also very surprised: "Are you Tao Zi?"

    Meng Zitao smiled and said, "Isn't it the same?"

    "Zhui Ci" smiled and said, "Much younger than I thought."

    Meng Zitao smiled and said, "The difference between your imagination and mine is quite big."

    "Zhui Ci" knew what Meng Zitao meant, and said with a distressed look on his face: "I can't help it, my appearance was given by my parents, and I don't have the right to choose. To tell you the truth, I have been in so many troubles since I was a child because of my appearance.  It¡¯s a joke. When I was in junior high school, I was called a ¡®female hooligan¡¯ when I went to the toilet. For this reason, the school even tried to clear my name.¡±

    "Then you must be a famous figure in school"

    ??????????????????????????nbsp;Meng Zitao said: "Everyone has greed in their hearts, and I am the same. The key is to gain wisdom after taking a hard time. Just pay attention next time."

    Chen Zhongfeng nodded with emotion: "Yes, if I fall for this kind of trick next time, it will be my own fault. But, I can't bear to think about it."

    Meng Zitao asked: "Did I give you any guarantee at that time?"

    "Of course it's impossible."

    Chen Zhongfeng understood what Meng Zitao meant and said with a wry smile: "I also know that I can't return the goods, but this guy does one thing before and another behind his back, which makes me a little annoyed when I think about it. No, I have to find a way, it can't be so cheap.  he!"

    Chen Zhongfeng thought for a long time, but couldn't think of any good solution. In the end, he was so depressed that he scratched his hair.

    "Okay." Meng Zitao patted him on the shoulder and said, "As the old saying goes, it is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge in ten years, so there is no need to rush."

    "Something is wrong." Chen Zhongfeng smiled sheepishly and asked, "Brother Meng, are you busy?"

    "I'm not busy. I originally planned to go shopping at the antique market." Meng Zitao shook his head: "Are you okay?"

    Chen Zhongfeng smiled and said: "That's right, I originally wanted to ask you to help me with my eyes."

    Meng Zitao asked: "Why, have you fallen in love with something good again?"

    Chen Zhongfeng said: "I have long had an intention. It is a Qianlong underglaze red gourd bottle with good fortune and longevity. I have seen it, but I didn't have the money to buy it at the time. I originally thought it should be a genuine one, but something like this happened.  I have no confidence in myself anymore, please help me."

    Meng Zitao agreed: "No problem, let's leave now?"

    "Um¡­¡­"

    Chen Zhongfeng drove here by himself, and then Meng Zitao and Dajun got into his car together, and the group went to the antique market yesterday.

    There are several antique markets in Ying. The antique market that Meng Zitao and his friends went to is the most popular, attracting a large number of collectors to go shopping for treasures every day.

    After getting off the car, Chen Zhongfeng took Meng Zitao and the others to the place he mentioned in a familiar way.

    After walking almost half the way, Chen Zhongfeng paused, pointed at a young man in his thirties not far away and said, "That's my friend, let's go over and take a look?"

    Meng Zitao has a happy-go-lucky personality, so he said there was no problem.

    Chen Zhongfeng¡¯s friend was in front of a stall at this time. Looking from a distance, he saw some loose money on the stall, all pinned with paper shells and scattered in a pile.

    I saw Chen Zhongfeng¡¯s friend go up and pull out a copper coin, looked at it carefully, and asked the stall owner: ¡°What¡¯s the price of this?¡±

    The stall owner was far away. He squinted at the copper coins that Chen Zhongfeng's friend was holding and said, "I can't see clearly? What kind of money is it?Oh, it must be Xianfeng!"

    So he closed his eyes and shook his head and said: "If you want it, 120!"

    After hearing this, Chen Zhongfeng¡¯s friend¡¯s eyes flashed with joy, thinking that the seller was confused and didn¡¯t see clearly what the coin was, so he held the coin in his hand, for fear that the seller would find out that it was not ¡°Xianfeng¡±.

    At this time, Chen Zhongfeng came over with Meng Zitao and said hello: "Brother Qian."

    Chen Zhongfeng¡¯s friend turned around and said hello, indicating to him to wait for a while, and then bargained with the stall owner. He simply paid back the price and bought it for 100 yuan.

    Then, Chen Zhongfeng¡¯s friend quickly paid the money to the stall owner, and then hurriedly took Meng Zitao and the others away.

    Chen Zhongfeng said somewhat speechlessly: "I said, I just bought a copper coin. Why are you in such a hurry? Could it be that I missed it?"

    Chen Zhongfeng¡¯s friend took the coins and showed off to everyone: "Of course, that guy is too confused. He mistook Xian Yong for Xian Feng. Look, did I miss it?"

    Meng Zitao and the others were a little speechless when they saw it. This was simply a fake Xianyong. Xianyong was the second reign name of Yelu Hongji, the Daozong of the Liao Dynasty. If it were in this format, the price of the authentic one should be around two thousand.

    Meng Zitao thought a little speechlessly: "This guy is quite stupid. How can there be a stupid boss in this industry? Let alone regard Xian Yong as Xian Feng." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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