Chapter 402

Qiao Yanran saw the copper coin in his hand, and frowned. After a few steps, she came to carpenter Yang and took a copper coin from him.

She put it under the tip of her nose and sniffed it.

It's very thick and earthy, and it's also mixed with a rotten smell. If you mix the two flavors together, you can see the gods by taking a sip.

Qiao Yan Ran face some dignified, "Dad, let's go."

"All right."

Yang carpenter is very excited, also did not notice Qiao Yanran not quite right face, from home to find a basket, in a hurry to pull Qiao Yanran, to the position of the village.

Before, Murakami had collected ancient porcelain, antiques, ancient money and so on. For example, this kind of copper money can earn at least 60 or 70 yuan per kilo. If you pick it up, you can earn it!

The family is quite far away from the entrance of the village. Before they got close, they saw the location of the entrance of the village. About hundreds of people gathered here, mostly old and weak women and children.

They had strong hands-on ability. They rushed to the village early and robbed all the copper money scattered on the ground.

But we haven't left yet and continue to search here.

Qiao Yanran stepped back, found a high step, stood up, looked around, and finally fell on a very thick crooked neck tree.

A small temple more than one meter high is built on the heel of crooked neck tree.

Qiao Yanran went to the small temple.

There was a lot of mud coming from the village, a thick layer. Qiao Yanran's shoes were covered with a thick layer of mud, and she could hardly pull out her legs.

It's brand new, locked in the sun, and painted dry.

Qiao Yanran recalled that when she passed by the temple at noon today, the wooden door of the temple was open, and there was a censer in it, with a thick layer of incense ash, which was often worshipped.

It's raining so hard at noon today, and the wind is blowing hard. The temple is wet from inside to outside. The lock should be wet too.

Someone should have come earlier and locked the door of the temple.

She squinted and didn't speak.

"Qinglan, what are you looking at?"

Carpenter Yang came over and looked over his head. He began to wonder.

All the copper coins scattered on the ground were robbed. He just picked up two bags. When he went back, there was still a large area scattered on the ground.

It's a pity.

Now the ground is clean. They have opened it.

"Nothing, Dad. Let's go back." Qiao Yanran shook his head and didn't say much. He followed Yang carpenter home.

After the rain, the dark clouds dispersed and the sun came out.

It's only three or four in the afternoon.

When he got home, carpenter Yang locked the door tightly, quickly found a scale from the groceries room, and carried the foil to the main room.

Two bags of copper coins were wrapped in green instant noodle bags.

He weighed it.

It's about two pounds.

Carpenter Yang opened the bag, poured all the money on the Kang, took a towel and carefully wiped the water stains on the money.

If the rust is rotten, it's worthless.

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Qiao Yanran also returned to the side room.

"Brother, are you back?" Mengmeng sits up from the bed with bright eyes.

Joe Yanran's eyes were a little surprised.

Before Mengmeng, her eyes were always confused, but now It's better than before.