With the spiritual spring space, rebirth in the red era

The middle-aged aunt who stopped Xue Ming was named Du Hua. She was in her forties. She was wearing clean khaki clothes and her skin was a little white. She did not look like a farmer working in the scorching sun.

Xue Ming followed her to the shade of a tree in the distance. Behind it was the river and on the left was a rubbish dump. It was quite quiet. Du Hua whispered, "Little comrade, can you sell me some food?"

"How do you know I have food?" Xue Ming felt that she was very courageous, and she was not afraid of shouting to catch some speculators?

"The big yellow dog you raise is plump, which means you must have extra food in your hand." Du Hua had a hint of cunning in his eyes.

Rhubarb was really fat from eating the internal organs of its prey every day. Xue Ming gave her a thumbs up and said, "Looking at your clothes, you should be from the working class. How can you be short of food?"

"Don't mention it!" Du Hua gritted her molar teeth and said, "A few days ago, my family's murderer drank with his friends, got drunk and was stripped naked on the street. He lost more than [-] kilograms of food stamps."

Without food stamps, he could only buy food at high prices. Xue Ming took a deep breath and suppressed a smile, "High-end wheat costs [-] cents a pound. Sister, how much do you want?"

The price of wheat in the supply and marketing cooperative has increased to [-] cents per pound for food stamps. The price of [-] cents is still reasonable.

Du Hua immediately bargained, "Cheaper, because my wife almost couldn't bear to lose food stamps. Little comrade, please give me a discount."

Xue Ming grabbed a handful of wheat from his schoolbag, "Don't bargain, I guarantee it's grain of this quality."

The wheat in the palm of his hand was something he grabbed casually from the granary. The grains were large and plump. At first glance, it looked like special goods used for public rations.

Du Hua turned her back to Xue Ming and took out all her belongings from her pocket. She counted them carefully twice and held them in her hand. "I'll buy twenty kilograms first. My house is in the alley over there."

There was a small alley across the road, with uneven brick and tile houses across the street. Xue Ming was too lazy to follow her.

When he arrived at her house, Xue Ming first asked her to wait at home. He walked into the depths of the alley to find a deserted space and carried out half a bag of wheat from the granary.

He knocked on her door, followed her into the main room, and exchanged twenty pounds of wheat for eight yuan.

"Your grain is pretty good." Du Hua smiled happily as she held a handful of wheat. This was definitely the finest grain among fine grains.Pointing to the porcelain in the corner of the main room, he said, "Little comrade, please help me clean the rice vat. It's too heavy for me to move."

It was a vat similar to blue and white porcelain. Xue Ming picked it up and poured out the garbage inside. There was some dust and a few grains of mouse droppings.

There are two blue circles painted on the bottom of the tank, and two rows of words written vertically in the circles - Xuande Year of the Ming Dynasty.

"Is this an antique from the Ming Dynasty?" Xue Ming murmured in his heart. Although he didn't know which emperor Xuande was, he knew what the Ming Dynasty was.

"The rice vat at my eldest sister's house looks very festive. It just so happens that the rice vat at my house was smashed by my lover last night. Can I exchange the vat with you for food?" Xue Ming said.

Du Hua was instantly moved. She had this grain tank when she got married and has been using it to store grain for decades.After a moment of hesitation, he asked in a low voice, "How much food will you give me?"

"Sister, tell me, I don't know how much this kind of grain tank sells in the supply and marketing cooperative." Xue Ming decisively kicked the ball over.

Du Hua's eyes immediately showed cunning, "This is the only grain tank in my house. If you want, give me another twenty kilograms of wheat."

"Ouch, this is too expensive." Xue Ming waved his hand and turned around to walk out. He didn't know if this thing was a fake. If it was genuine, he could give her two hundred kilograms of wheat.

"Little comrade, wait a minute." Du Hua took two steps and stopped at the door, with a hint of greed in his eyes, "Can you give me 19 pounds? This is the only tank in my house."

"Okay, just make friends with eldest sister. If your family is short of food in the future, you can come to me to buy it." Xue Ming used the scale to weigh nineteen kilograms of wheat again.

After the transaction was completed, he left with the rice vat in his arms, found a deserted place, entered the space to verify the authenticity, and slowly placed the porcelain on the ground.

Gold, silver, jewelry, antiques and other valuable items can be upgraded in space. If the rice vat disappears, it is a genuine item, otherwise it is a fake.

His eyes were fixed on the porcelain. Three minutes had passed and it hadn't moved at all. Xue Ming couldn't help but curse, "Fuck, it's a fake!"

Suddenly, a line of text appeared in front of me. This porcelain was authentic and was worth eight million yuan in the [-]st century. Now it is only worth eighty yuan and cannot be upgraded.

"It's considerate, it's so considerate. In the [-]st century, I will be sixty years old. Will I be able to live until then?" Xue Ming complained and carried the rice vat into the house.

It's not a loss to exchange wheat worth less than eight yuan for an antique worth eighty yuan. It's better to collect it first and wait for 42 years to sell it for 800 million. If you can live to 2000, you will be a millionaire.

He collected his emotions and left the space, "Let's trade food for antiques from now on. I wonder if there are any professional treasure appraisal books now."

The food station of Guangming Commune was crowded. Xue Ming spent a lot of effort to find the Zhaocun convoy. Dahuang ran to the owner and wagged his tail coquettishly.

"Your dog is really awesome. Last night, it barked whenever a stranger came near the grain truck, which kept everyone awake all night." Zhao Tian rolled his eyes and complained mercilessly.

"Don't even think about using my dog ​​again in the future." Xue Ming took out two pieces of sweet potatoes from his schoolbag and fed them to Rhubarb.

"You're just kidding, why are you taking it seriously? Your rhubarb is like this." Zhao Tian quickly gave Xue Ming a thumbs up.

The members laughed, and then a man walked out of the large warehouse opposite, "People from Zhaocun Brigade, come in, it's your turn."

"Okay, now!" Zhao Tian shouted to the grain team to start taking action. Ten grain trucks filed into the warehouse, and everyone opened a few grain bags and dumped them on the ground.

With a flattering look on his face, Zhao Tian took out a cigarette and gave it to the person who had shouted just now. The man took the cigarette and put it in his mouth with a proud look on his face. Zhao Tian quickly took out a match and lit the big man's cigarette, "Comrade Qin, take a look."

Quality inspector Qin Shuhuan picked at the wheat and inspected it carefully. He frowned more and more, and finally stood up and shook his head, "Old Zhao, it's not that I don't want to help you, but your grain really doesn't meet the national collection standards. Take it back and pick it again." "

Zhao Tian's heart skipped a beat. It would be too much trouble to pull him back. Traveling more than twenty miles back and forth would kill him.

"Old Qin, take a look again. It hasn't rained this year. The wheat is small and thin. This is the one we carefully selected." Zhao Tian quickly took out another cigarette.

Qin Shuhuan waved his hand, "No need to discuss. If you are not qualified, you are unqualified. Take it back and choose again."

"Old Qin, please do well. I guarantee you that this is the best food for our brigade." Zhao Tian looked anxious and grabbed his sleeve to prevent him from leaving.

"Don't mess around with me, it won't have a good impact." Qin Shuhuan dragged him as hard as he could, leaving no room for negotiation.

Zhao Tian also anxiously let go of Qin Shuhuan, pulled Xue Ming to his side and said, "This is Comrade Xue Ming from our brigade. The grain we grow must be qualified."