Reborn 1980, I amaze the world by picking up scraps

The beads are jet black and oily in color, each one is as big as a dragon's eye. They are made of neither gold nor jade. They make a sound when they fall on the table. They are extraordinary at first glance.

Fourth uncle reached out and touched it, "Director Ding, what kind of material is this?"

Just as Mrs. Ding was about to speak, her grandfather said, "This is wood, it should be ebony."

My eldest uncle had a lot of experience in the furniture factory, and his knowledge had surpassed that of his old father. He weighed the black beads twice and said, "This is not ebony, this is dark wood."

Mrs. Ding gave her uncle a thumbs-up sign and said, "Comrade Chen Xuegong, you really know your stuff. This is the gloomy wood."

Both ebony and ebony are dark woods. To outsiders who don't know the goods, ebony and ebony are the same, but in fact they are quite different.

Ebony is a species of wood that is naturally dark.

The predecessor of sunken wood can be nanmu, huanghuali, etc. As long as it is hard wood, it is buried underground all year round and does not rot or rot. After natural carbonization, sunken wood can be formed.

Therefore, burying it underground is one of the necessary conditions, but not all good wood buried underground can form sunken wood, and most of it rots.

This results in the existence of gloomy wood being extremely rare and precious.

There is a folk legend that a thousand pieces of gold are easy to get, but a gloomy tree is hard to find.

Old Mrs. Ding was usually very frugal, reluctant to eat or use, so she spent all the money she had on Ding Xiaobing.

Yuanni never expected that the other party would have such a precious bead in his hand. She picked up the gloomy wood bead and rubbed it again. It felt hot, "Director Ding, this bead is not only made of gloomy wood, but it is also an antique. At least It’s from the Ming Dynasty.”

Old Mrs. Ding was greatly surprised. After they met, she only knew that Yuanni was a college student in the Department of Archeology, but she did not expect that her ability to identify treasures would be so superb. "It's from the Ming Dynasty, but how did you know?"

Yuan Ni unfolded the bead chain and estimated the length. There were probably more than a hundred beads. No need to ask, these are Buddhist beads.

The Buddhist beads of the Ming Dynasty, coupled with the age of the formation of the dark wood, this thing has a history of thousands of years, and it is a valuable object.

"This is an old thing that has been around for a long time. It's not worth selling it at a folklore expo, and it also leaves a lot of money behind.

If you come up with this gloomy wood bead, I can help you find the buyer privately, which will be more cost-effective than selling it at the expo. "Yuan Ni said very sincerely.

The folk custom expo is actually more like a New Year goods exchange meeting and an old-fashioned temple fair.

The objects exchanged at the Folklore Expo must be unique and interesting, but they may not necessarily be particularly valuable.

This is mainly due to the customer group. Most of the people who can go to the City God's Temple to watch the excitement are ordinary people. Buying a flower bun insole is okay, but buying dark wood beads is beyond the main consumer's ability.

Mrs. Ding immediately understood what Yuan Ni meant, "Okay, I'll leave this to you. I'll keep the beads first."

"If you have time, you can steam steamed buns with my grandma. The income will be small, but you will make money as long as you sell them."

Mrs. Ding nodded generously, "No matter how small the mosquitoes are, they are still meat. I don't want too few. I can also find a few more people to steam them with."

Grandma rolled her eyes and had an idea, "Then you go to the expo with me. If someone falls in love with the flower buns, ask them to order them, and we will make them before the end of the year."

Mrs. Ding patted her thigh and said, "This is a good idea, let's do it like this. But I can only steam white steamed buns, not fancy ones."

"It's easy. You make the noodles, and I'll make the noodles, and then we'll steam them together on the stoves."

Mrs. Ding agreed, and she mobilized the masses to borrow a lot of baskets in the alley.

"Pile steamers of the same size together and steam them thoroughly with just one glance at the stove, but be careful about the fire."

That night, several old ladies worked together and steamed fifty pounds of flour.

Early the next morning, Yuanni took the exhibits to the City God's Temple. Gu Chao helped her push the cart, and Old Mrs. Geng, Old Mrs. Ding, and grandma all went with her.

Before we even arrived at the Chenghuang Temple, we saw a huge crowd. The roadside was full of small stalls selling everything from New Year pictures to couplets to pots and pans of chili noodles.

"This is a merchant who does not have a fixed booth and borrows money outside." Gu Chao said.

There were many people setting up stalls and even more people shopping. The two of them could only walk slowly along with the flow of people. When they arrived at the gate of the Chenghuang Temple, there were two people with red sleeve bands guarding them. "Those who carry carts and carry burdens are not allowed. Enter."

Yuanni reported her name as Section Chief Dai and was let in.

There is an earthquake shed with water inside. The things in the shed are more exquisite than those outside, including clay figurines, sugar figurines, and rattles.

Gu Chao couldn't help but laugh and said, "A folk custom expo? Isn't this just like a temple fair?"

Several old ladies also thought that this was a temple fair.

There is also a courtyard inside the Chenghuang Temple. When passing by the courtyard, there are people with red armbands guarding it.

Coincidentally, there happened to be a blond and blue-eyed foreigner just in front of the group of people, walking leisurely with his hands behind his back.

This foreigner is different from Xiao Ben. His blond hair is really eye-catching, like a little sun. He seems to be interested in everything, and he even bought a candy man and holds it in his hand.

Soon we arrived at the courtyard, and a few people with red armbands stepped aside automatically and made invitations to let the foreigners in.

The foreigner looked back and saw a young girl and several old ladies behind him. He immediately displayed his Ladyfirst demeanor and asked Yuan Ni and others to leave first.

Yuan Nier smiled and expressed her gratitude to the other party. Unexpectedly, the foreigners gave way and guarded the red armbands in the middle courtyard of the courtyard to prevent them from entering. "This courtyard is full of high-quality products and is not open to you."

The golden-haired foreigner seemed to know a little foreign language, but he was not particularly proficient in it. He was very surprised when he saw Yuan Ni and others being stopped. He kept shrugging his shoulders, as if asking why.

Old Mrs. Geng hated the fact that iron cannot become steel. She looked at a few red armbands and said, "I didn't expect that in our own country, foreigners would give in, but our own people would stop them..."