Mr. Zheng squinted his eyes and looked at the copper coins on the table without saying anything. He knew that those five were guiding the two children, so he did not interfere.

"Grandpa, why is this? Isn't it the older I get, the more valuable it is?" Lao Rou couldn't help asking.

Na Wu shook his head: "Actually, the older the antiques, the more valuable it is, the more valuable it is, but what really determines the value is indeed quantity. The more you can't see it on the market, the more valuable it is!"

Lao Rou nodded, and was a little confused: "But the Qing Dynasty has not been long since its demise? Why is the copper coins of this emperor named Xianfeng so valuable?"

Na Wu glanced at Lao Ru: "If you want to collect antiques, you must first understand history. Among the emperors of the Qing Dynasty, Xianfeng was the one who had a short reign and had the most internal and external troubles. There was the Opium War of the Eight-Nation Alliance outside, and the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom continued to riot. He could say that he had never slept peacefully since he succeeded to the throne."

Ye Yuze and Lao Ru learned this knowledge in history textbooks, but they really didn't understand the currency situation at that time. The eyes of looking at Na Wu were naturally full of admiration.

Na Wu saw their eyes and looked more proud, and then said: "In that case, most of the local coin minting bureaus did not lack copper materials that could be minted, so even the coins cast were cut corners. At that time, each copper coin was required to weigh one or two cents, but most of the copper coins were indeed not even used to."

Ye Yuze suddenly realized that because this is a small number? This textbook has never been discussed.

Lao Rou asked: "Grandpa, this means that copper coins from the Xianfeng era also require such a large amount of money to be valuable, right?"

Na Wu nodded: "There are only a small number, and even less is enough. Do you think about such things? Are you worthless?"

After saying this, Wu picked out more than a dozen copper coins from the table and pointed them to Lao Rou: "Look at these, what I picked out is basically the money from the Xianfeng era, but these two of them are indeed the most valuable."

Looking in the direction of his finger, these two coins are very different from other copper coins. If it weren't for the five explanations, Ye Yuze would definitely think he had seen fake coins. Because these two coins were completely different from others. Because there were only two words on the copper coins, and two symbols on the left and right. He turned over curiously before he could see the four words "Xianfeng Tongbao".

The five talked endlessly, and Lao Rou kept remembering it with the notebook. Finally, Ye Yuze and Mr. Zheng went to have tea. He knew that he was not the material. There were also the kilns of those porcelains, which opened the doors in large and small, which made him a mud.

Before I knew it, it was already dark. Seeing the two of them talking endlessly, Ye Yuze couldn't help but walk over: "I said, can you say that you can be full? Let's go for a meal?"

The old man woke up as if he was dreaming, and quickly stood up and said, "The fifth master, will I treat you to a meal?"

Ye Yuze thought that the fifth master had to be polite, but he didn't expect that the old man was not polite at all, so he nodded: "Okay, I want to eat casserole sheep heads. At noon, this kid didn't buy it to save money."

Ye Yuze was covered in black, and he was so righteous that he even thought the owner was stingy. However, because he was so attentive to teach the old meat, Ye Yuze was willing to spend the money.

He drove directly to Hongbin Tower. The situation inside scared Ye Yuze and saw that there were people queuing in front of each table. Yes, there was a queue in front of the table. There were people eating at a table, and several people next to him were waiting for them to finish eating and occupy the table.

If there were a row of people outside holding numbers and waiting to call numbers to eat, Ye Yuze could bear it, but who could still eat this? Lao Rou was even more shocked. He was not shocked by the queue, but by the luxury of Hongbin Tower.

The two old men didn't care, so they took a leisurely walk around and found a table with few people and lined up.

Ye Yuze walked to the ordering mouth and asked the elder sister he met at noon, "Sister, do you have no private room here?"

The eldest sister looked at him and knew that he was a good person who was not short of money. She said no more. Then she explained: "There is a minimum consumption in the private room, but there are also people queuing up, but there are not so many people."

Ye Yuze nodded and thanked him, and stepped upstairs. Sure enough, there were people at the door of each private room, but there were more people. After all, there were not many people who were really rich in that era. Most people wanted to eat here for face. Order one or two dishes and chew them slowly, just like taking photos at a scenic spot in later generations. It doesn’t matter whether they can enter or not, just pretend to be there.

Ye Yuze spared a lot and saw that there was no one at the door of a room. Ye Yuze opened the door and saw that there were only a young man in his twenties sitting inside. But it was so big, and there were about twenty chairs arranged in a circle of tables. Seeing Ye Yuze pushing the door, the young man was a little unhappy. "You go out, there are people here."

Ye Yuze didn't care, but just took out two great unity: "Brother, we are only four of us. If your friend hasn't come yet, let's eat first and leave."

The young man was going to get angry when he saw Ye Yuze not going out, but he couldn't get angry when he saw the money in his hand. The temptation was a bit great.

You should know that today he was impulsive. He was so excited that he went here to treat him by a few buddies. But after sitting down, he felt a little regretful. This largest private room in Hongbin Building can earn 100 yuan! His salary was gone for two months, and the rest of his time was only to eat Feng and drink Lu.

Seeing him hesitating, Ye Yuze took out another great unity, and the young man finally stood up. He earned thirty before he had eaten, and the fool didn't want to. Besides, they only had seven or eight people. If they changed places to occupy a seat, they would basically have no money.

Seeing that he was leaving, Ye Yuze asked Lao Rou to invite the two old men. He called the waiter to order food.

At that time, the customer waiters in the hall did not care about delivering food. Whose food came out, they just shouted at the window that they needed to serve it themselves. The private room had to be served by the waiters because the consumption was high.

The two old men were also surprised when they saw the big table when they went upstairs. Mr. Zheng advised, "Yuze, we are only four of us, why don't we go down and eat?"

When the waiter saw this posture, he looked a little disdainful and said to Ye Yuze: "This private room has a minimum consumption of 100 yuan, do what you can!"

Ye Yuze was irritated when he heard this and directly slapped a dozen big union on the table: "Do you think this is enough?"
Chapter completed!