Chapter 932

Qian Zhenkun suddenly brightened his eyes: "this is a gold bar, a gold bar in the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty!"

"What? Gold bars!" Qian Zhihao didn't believe it. "Will this thing be gold bars?"

"Yes, it must be gold bars. Your grandfather has studied antiques. Influenced by your grandfather, I also like antiques very much. This is definitely authentic gold bars. Moreover, during the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty, the national fortune was prosperous, the economy was prosperous, the Treasury was sufficient, and many dignitaries had a large number of gold bars stored in their homes." Qian Zhenkun looked determined and excited.

"Xiaomin, show me one." Zhu Fengxian was skeptical.

"These pieces are the same." Qian Zhimin took one to his mother and another to Qian Zhihao.

Zhu Fengxian took it in her hand and watched carefully: "Zhenkun, will you make a mistake? It's like brass. How can it be gold bars?"

Qian Zhihao also said, "yes, Dad, gold bars are not all glittering. They don't shine at all."

Qian Zhenkun shook his head and said with a smile: "Your understanding of gold bars is too superficial. The longer the gold bars are stored, the lighter the color on their surface, but the inside of them is exactly the same as the current gold. If we scrape a layer slightly, it will definitely be glittering. As for the brass you mentioned, it is even more impossible, because the quality of brass is much lighter than gold. If a piece of brass is held in your hand, there must be no such thing So heavy. "

Zhu Fengxian said, "it says twelve Liang. That's one kilogram. It doesn't seem to weigh one kilogram."

"Wrong, the previous one or two was only more than 30 grams, rather than the current 50 grams, so these twelve are more than 300 grams, more than half a kilo, just about the same in your hand. If it's brass, it's definitely less than half a kilo."

Zhu Fengxian has 89% believed: "Zhenkun, is this really gold?"

Qian Zhenkun nodded and said definitely, "yes, it must be gold, and it was gold during the reign of Emperor Qianlong."

Qian Zhihao puzzled and said, "what happened to the gold during the reign of Qianlong? It's so old that it doesn't look as good as the gold bars now."

"You know a fart." Qian Zhenkun scolded, "the older the gold bars, the more valuable they are. In addition to their inherent reserve value, they also have high collection value, just like antiques."

Qian Zhihao stretched out his tongue.

Zhu Fengxian said with interest, "Zhenkun, how much is this gold bar worth?"

"At present, the price of domestic gold futures is more than 300 yuan a gram. These gold bars were made during the reign of Emperor Qianlong. They have a long history and have at least doubled, more than 600 yuan a gram, 12 yuan each, at least more than 200000 yuan."

"Ah! 200000!" Qian Zhimin exclaimed, "my big brother is so generous. For the first time, it's 200000 for everyone!"

Qian Zhenkun asked, "Xiaomin, is it really a lot for you?"

"Yes."

"How could he have so much gold?"

Qian Zhihao said without hesitation: "a pig farmer, how can he have so much gold? He must have stolen it."

Zhu Fengxian said, "yes, even if your son is a big pig farmer, he can't be so generous. He gives gold bars when he meets. I suspect he also stole them. He doesn't know the value of these gold bars at all. He gave them to us by the way."

Qian Zhimin immediately retorted, "Mom, brother, don't guess. Brother duo won't steal other people's things."

"How do you know he won't?"

"I believe him. Brother Duoduo is a good man."

"Smelly girl, you just love to trust others. If you trust others so easily, you will lose sooner or later."

"I've never suffered a loss. I've never suffered a loss."

Qian Zhimin quarrels with his mother and brother. Qian Zhenkun frowns and doesn't speak. Although he has been with Qian Duoduo for a long time, he feels that his son is not a thief, but so many gold bars are worth almost one million. No one will give them away easily. What's the matter?

"Don't argue. I'll call Duoduo."

Qian Zhenkun said, took out his mobile phone and dialed his son's phone.

The other three were silent, waiting for Qian Duoduo's answer.

Qian Duoduo had already gone downstairs and drove away from the community. When he saw his father calling, he hurriedly said, "Dad."

"Duoduo, where are you?"

"Dad, I'm already on Chang'an Avenue."

"Did you give us some gifts?"

"Yes, I just remembered it when I went out, so I gave it to Xiaomin and asked Xiaomin to hand it over to you. Dad, do you still like my little gift?"

"Little gift? Do you think it's a little gift?"

"Of course, a few gold bars are no big deal." Qian Duoduo said easily.

Qian Zhenkun was surprised: "do you know it's gold bars?"

"You know, gold bars during the reign of Emperor Qianlong of the Qing Dynasty."

"Where did you get this gold bar? Tell me honestly and don't lie!" Qian Zhenkun said sternly.

As soon as Qian Duoduo listened to his tone, he knew that he had doubts in his heart and said seriously: "Dad, don't worry, this gold bar is not stolen or robbed. I bought it with hard work. You can collect it, change it for money, use it safely, and don't think about it."

"Is it really your own?"

"Really."

"Do you know how much each gold bar is worth?"

"About 200000."

"You know that each gold bar is worth more than 200000!" Qian Zhenkun was surprised. "You know so much money, and you can give it to anyone. One is four. Are you sick? Are you nervous!"

"Dad, you are all my relatives. What's it like for me to send some gold bars? It's a little fun. Well, I'll hang up if there's nothing else."

Qian Duoduo hung up his cell phone, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I gave them gold bars and scolded me for being ill. My father, you can really say it."

"Hey... Duoduo..." Qian Zhenkun heard that there was no sound in his cell phone. He knew that his son had hung up and put down his cell phone.

Qian Zhimin hurriedly asked, "Dad, my brother didn't steal it."

"Of course not. He said he earned it with hard work. Let's rest assured."

"Great, I knew brother duo was a good man." Qian Zhimin was elated, holding the gold bar and couldn't put it down.

"Wow, a pig farmer can earn so much gold bars!" Qian Zhihao grinned.

Qian Zhimin joked: "brother, my big brother is not a stinky pig farmer."

"Well, it's not bad. Raising pigs can also raise gold." Qian Zhihao has been thinking about how to change this gold into money, more than 200000, enough for him to spend several months. He has a soft mouth and short hands, so he can't speak ill.

Zhu Fengxian looked at the gold bar in her hand and didn't know what to do. She asked her husband, "Zhenkun, this gold bar... What shall we do?"