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A treasure cave?

Grandma nodded: It seems that I heard my third brother say that there was a treasure hole dug in the family. After all, the army was in chaos in those days.

Wow!

The little old fourth jumped up with joy. She just saw Shan Xing picking up a hairpin and wanted to find some treasures, so she asked casually.

Liu Qingshan couldn't help but feel refreshed: he still heard some reports of this old house excavating treasures.

I just heard the third brother say it when I was a child, and I don't know if it really exists, let alone where it is.

Grandma shook her head. She is the young lady of the family, and she will be someone else's family in the future, so there are some secrets in the house that she is not qualified to know.

The little brother's face was suddenly full of disappointment.

But soon, the little guy's eyes lit up: Then we can look for it. The wall of Tibetans just now was discovered by Shan Xing and I by accident!

Liu Qingshan also shook his head: For such a big house, do you have to dig three feet into the ground? Don't make trouble, fourth, let's go home first.

But at this moment, the mute grandpa suddenly made two squeaks in his mouth, and made a few gestures on his hand.

Master, you said you found out just now that there is something abnormal, then let's take a look!

Liu Qingshan has almost blind trust in the master. Since the master said that there is an abnormality, there must be a situation.

The dumb grandpa smiled and nodded, then led the way in front.

He really didn't care much about treasures. When he found so many in the treasure cave, he just collected some gold and prepared it for his apprentices to start a family later.

All the way to the small garden, because no one takes care of it, it looks like a forest of grass and trees.

Uncle Lao Mao'er's plan is to find an old master who is proficient in gardening in the spring of next year and do a good job of relocation.

Stepping on the knee-deep grass, Grandpa Dumb came to a stone platform.

Grandma Qiu Ju looked around: Oh, I remember,

This used to be a gazebo, and my lady and I even caught crickets here.

It's just that the ground part of the pavilion is all gone. It is estimated that the wood rotted and collapsed, and then it was cleaned up.

Grandpa Dumb paced the stone platform, walked back and forth a few times, and finally stretched out his hand and pointed to the bluestone slab under his feet.

Liu Qingshan also tried it in the past. Compared with the surrounding bluestone slabs, he didn't seem to feel any difference.

Soon, the dumb grandfather found a shovel, cleaned around the slate, and then put his finger directly into the crack of the stone, and without seeing how hard he tried, he lifted the one-meter-square stone.

There is another layer of blue bricks below, which feels a bit weird. It stands to reason that sand can be laid underneath, and bricks are not needed.

After cleaning up the blue bricks and sand, a rusted iron plate was finally revealed, with an iron ring on a section.

Liu Qingshan pulled hard, but the iron ring was pulled down, and it was severely corroded.

The iron plate could only be pried open with a shovel, and a one-meter-square entrance was revealed below, extending diagonally downward.

Found, found, found!

The little old man was so happy to slap him.

Shan Xing, who was beside him, shrugged for a while, and then the fourth little boy stuck out his tongue and stopped shouting, but his little face was still full of excitement.

It's still the master who is very powerful, and this can all find anomalies.

Liu Qingshan couldn't hide his excitement, but it wasn't because he was greedy for money. The main reason was that if there was something in it, it must be an old thing from grandma's house. For grandma, of course, the meaning was extraordinary.

The downward entrance is built with steep steps, and the fourth child is about to go down in a hurry, but Liu Qingshan grabs him: In this closed environment, the air inside needs to circulate for a while, otherwise it will lack oxygen. of.

The fourth nodded: Brother, is it the same as when we went to the potato cellar in the winter?

Liu Qingshan smiled and patted her little head. The fourth child was still very smart, and he was the kind who knew everything.

After putting it on for a while, Liu Qingshan was still not at ease. When he went down, in addition to bringing a flashlight, he also lit a candle.

If the candle goes out, it will prove that the oxygen inside is not enough, so you should come up quickly.

He went down with Uncle Lao Mao'er, leaving Master on the top to help him, even if there was an emergency, it could be resolved.

Otherwise, the old and the young are left on it.

Going down the stone steps, step by step, after a height of more than ten feet, you will enter a stone room.

It is estimated that it can be the size of a room, and it is a little damp inside, and it also exudes a pungent musty smell.

In the stone room, there are several boxes, and in the corners, there are also some small utensils scattered here and there.

Liu Qingshan had just placed the candle when he heard the deliberately lowered voice of the fourth youngest from above: Brother, do you have any treasures?

There should be some.

Liu Qingshan looked at the silver dollars scattered in a wooden box, but these silver dollars had turned black due to oxidation.

Then let's go down too!

The little brother has long been envious of the experience of the elder brother and Shan Xing when they discovered the treasure cave, and also wanted to experience it for himself. Unexpectedly, this wish will come true today.

Liu Qingshan opened his hands below to pick up the two little guys.

There were still several steps to go, and the little fourth jumped directly to the next step and clucked into Liu Qingshan's arms.

Shan Xing was more honest, and climbed down little by little.

Yuan Datou, a lot of Yuan Datou!

The little fourth shouted loudly, then remembered something, and covered his small mouth with all his strength.

When I opened the wooden box, there were Yuan Datou, one by one, wrapped in oil paper on the outside. Except for the scattered ones that were a little dark, the rest were very bright.

Liu Qingshan estimated that there are still thousands of them.

At that time, Yuan Datou was a hard-headed, well-heeled family, ranging from a few hundred to a few thousand, which is not unusual at all.

Xiao Lao Si was not greedy, and caught three Yuan Datou from inside: Shan Xing, give you one, and then give Xiao Huo another when we go up, we will each one, hee hee.

After she finished speaking, she held Yuan Da's head to her mouth, blew it hard, and then put it to her ear to listen. She didn't know who she learned from, but she was a small financial fan.

After squinting her eyes and listening, she didn't know if she heard anything. She grabbed Liu Qingshan's arm with her little hand, and said, lying beside his ear:

Brother, the book says that everything dug out of the ground must be handed over to the state, so what should we do? Otherwise, let's hand in half and keep half?

Liu Qingshan poked her forehead with his hand: These things were left by grandma's family in the past, and of course they belong to grandma, why should they be handed in?

Yes! Xiao Lao Si immediately smiled: Then let's leave it to Grandma.

You little money junkie.

Liu Qingshan calculated in his heart that with the amount of Yuan Datou, it is definitely a huge sum of money now.

According to the calculation of five thousand pieces, each piece can be sold for seven or eight yuan, that is, thirty or forty thousand yuan.

In an era when 10,000 households were scarce, of course, it was a huge sum of money.

What's more, there are several boxes in this basement.

When they were looking at Yuan Datou, the old hat had already pried open another box, and this time even he exclaimed:

It's all small yellow croakers and big yellow croakers!

After he finished speaking, he bent down and moved the box, and then weighed it: At least it has to be forty or fifty pounds.

At that time, gold bars were rarely circulated in the market, and even if they were to be spent, they had to be exchanged for silver dollars first. Therefore, these gold bars were generally stored by large families to preserve their value.

As the so-called gold in troubled times, in that war-torn era, it was normal for the rich to store some gold.

This time, the youngest fourth didn't take it again. Liu Qingshan thought she knew the value of gold bars, but listened to her and Shan Xing discussing there:

It's too heavy, it's too heavy to put it in my pocket.

A large yellow croaker weighs more than 300 grams, more than half a catty, and its size is small, of course it feels heavy.

Liu Qingshan made a rough estimate, based on the weight of 50 catties: a total of 25,000 kilograms.

The current price of gold is around 80 yuan per gram, that is to say, the price of these golds is 2 million!

Darling, even if Liu Qingshan made a lot of money now, he was a little stunned by this figure.

He can only say: Grandma, your family is really rich!

Moreover, in the basement, not only these yellow and white things, but also two or three boxes.

With excitement, Liu Qingshan opened a larger wooden box, but was a little disappointed. It should be some silk fabrics.

Because the basement is relatively damp, these silks have all been moldy and must not be used.

When I opened it again, it was still moldy silk. It's a pity these good things, otherwise, it would not be lower than the price of those silver dollars.

There was the last box left, which was also the smallest, but it was tightly sealed, with brass decorations on all four corners, and a lock on it.

Liu Qingshan didn't have the heart to destroy it. After moving it up, think of a way to open it.

In addition to these boxes, there are some things piled up in the corners. Liu Qingshan went over to look at them, his face full of resentment.

There should be some antiques and the like, it is estimated that they were piled here in a hurry, so there are basically no protection measures.

Those more than a dozen scrolls, at first glance, should be calligraphy and painting, all of which are too rotten to form.

Think about the fate of the silk in those boxes, not to mention the paper stuff?

Among the piles of paintings and calligraphy, there are still some utensils, it seems that there are two Buddha statues, but Liu Qingshan did not dare to do it.

He felt that it was better to call Uncle Lu and Second Master Bai, and let these two professionals see if these paintings and calligraphy were worth saving.

As for gold bars and silver dollars, they can be shipped back first.

But you can't make it out, it's better to avoid outsiders. After all, this kind of thing is too troublesome to explain, and it's easy to make people jealous.

A few people went back to the ground first, and told their grandparents about the situation in the basement. Grandma kept wiping the corners of her eyes:

Sanfeng, you can handle those things as you please.

Liu Qingshan smiled and comforted: Of course the things in grandma's house belong to grandma, you have the final say.

We're all so old, so there's nothing we can't look at. These things outside the body are not brought by life or death. Grandma can think about it.

Liu Qingshan smiled and said, You keep that for grandma too, it's a thought anyway.

So it was settled, the slate was covered again, and when he came to the front courtyard, Liu Qingshan simply gave the construction team a few days off, telling them that the construction would start after the National Day.

The workers received the money, and now they are on vacation again. After cleaning up, they happily went home for the festival.

But the old hater didn't leave: No, there are so many good things, and someone has to stay here to guard them.

Uncle, let's go, you still have to use your three wheels to pull people. When I didn't know it before, didn't I put it there for decades. Liu Qingshan dragged the uncle out, locked the door, first Let's talk at home.

When I returned to the small courtyard, I saw Second Master Bai leading Zhang Chunyu, still busy in the temporary study.

Second Master, you don't take a break this holiday season, and I'm embarrassed, so I'll just work hard for you. Liu Qingshan laughed and explained the situation to Second Master Bai.

To the second master Bai, Liu Qingshan still trusts him. He has good craftsmanship and a strict mouth. Just like the calligraphy and paintings he repaired, he didn't show any words to the outside world.

Then let's go and see, listen to what you mean, the damage is more serious, but don't worry, Qingshan, as long as it doesn't turn into mud, the second master will be able to restore it for you.

Second Master Bai was also in a hurry, so he rushed to see it, but was stopped by Liu Qingshan: This is a big holiday, let's go tomorrow.

Those yellow and white things, he plans to bring back in the afternoon with Uncle Lao Maoer and Uncle Lu. Of course, the less people know about these things, the better.

After lunch, the three of them brought their tools and set off on a tricycle, dumping everything into the sack, and then using the tricycle to pull it back.

Walking on the street, no one pays attention at all. Who knows what rubbish is in your sack?

These gold bars and silver dollars are quite a lot. It seems that we won't need to accept these in the future.

Uncle Lu thought a long way.

He and Lao Mao'er walked the streets, and the silver dollars were indeed collected.

Liu Qingshan thought about it and said: Silver dollars can still be collected. Gold bars are a rare thing. Even if they are collected, they will not be able to collect a few a year.

The current price of gold is about 80 yuan per gram. Is this price cheap? It was definitely not cheap at that time.

The average worker's salary for a month can buy one gram of gold.

And Yuan Datou, who is a few dollars now, will be at least a few hundred dollars in the future, and the appreciation space is larger than that of gold.

Not to mention, for some rare varieties in silver dollars, the price is even more limitless.

While you can still collect it now, of course, you will have to charge more.

As for this batch of gold, Liu Qingshan feels that it is good to keep a small part as a souvenir, and the rest can be disposed of if they can be disposed of.

In the future, with the rapid development of mining technology, the output of gold is increasing, which is actually depreciating.

The journey was uneventful, but when we started to reach our hutong entrance, we saw two police officers in uniform standing in front of them.

Hey, Mr. Mao'er, what kind of treasure do you have today? The question was a middle-aged police officer, the Pian'er policeman here, and he also knew what Lao Mao'er did for a living.

Master Zhan, it's still a big holiday.

The old hat moved up with a smile and handed the cigarettes to the two police officers.

Hey, Lao Maoer, you've made a fortune, and you've already smoked peonies. Policeman Zhan lit a cigarette and nodded to Liu Qingshan, who also knew this young man.

Of course, Liu Qingshan also looked as usual and greeted cheerfully: Comrade Zhan, sit down at home for a while.

Zhan Public Security took two puffs of cigarettes and said, It's the National Day, don't forget to hang up the national flag at home, and report anything in time.

Okay, what about you. The old hat agreed, and rode three wheels into the alley.

When he got to the door of the house, Uncle Lu let out a long breath: I was frightened just now, and I didn't dare to let out the air.

Liu Qingshan said calmly: What's there to be afraid of, this is our own thing.