Chapter 196 The Copper Plate that Feeds the Cat (1)

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Yang Zimei took a hundred hexagram gold from Qin Kaiwen symbolically and left the Qin family.

"Mimi, come and eat!"

Not far away, I heard someone knocking on the basin and meowing, and a few fluffy black kittens surrounded it.

Yang Zimei turned her face to look over, and was surprised to find that the copper plate that the chubby old lady was holding for feeding cats actually exuded the unique aura of antiquity.

Is this an antique?

Feed the cat with an antique tray?

Too violent, right?

She walked over, deliberately looked at the cute kittens for a while, and then asked the aunt: "Auntie, your kittens are so cute, I like them very much, can you sell one to me?"

"Okay, I'm worrying about who wants it." The aunt said cheerfully, "Which one do you want? I'll give it to you cheaper, and I'll just charge you 100 yuan as a token."

Yang Zimei pointed at a cute looking fat cat, "I want this."

"Okay." Auntie took the kitten out and handed it to Yang Zimei.

Yang Zimei reached out and hugged the kitten, blinking the black eyes that looked harmless to humans and animals, and said to the aunt, "Aunt, I bought a cat, can you give me this copper plate? I don't have a plate suitable for feeding cats. Woolen cloth."

"There's no problem with this. I have more than a dozen of these copper plates at home, and they are all thrown away." The aunt said cheerfully, "I'll go get you a clean one."

more than ten?

Yang Zimei's eyes lit up when she heard this.

When she was looking at the cat just now, she had carefully observed the copper plate, and found that it had no ears, circled feet, and was decorated with turtle and fish patterns. It was actually a bronze plate from the Shang Dynasty, which was simply too precious.

And this aunt actually said that there are more than a dozen, she is simply sitting on a golden mountain!

And she actually treats Jinshan as a mountain of garbage and throws it away casually, which is simply too violent.

"Auntie, then I'll go in with you to take a look, okay?" Yang Zimei said sweetly.

"Um."

Auntie is a straightforward person without a city, so why do you think that Yang Zimei is having a shocking idea?

The aunt lived in an old-fashioned old house, with blue bricks and black tiles, and an open patio. It should have been the residence of a wealthy family in the past.

A large pile of coal was piled up beside the well, and a dozen copper plates were thrown at random on a bamboo basket next to the coal.

Sure enough, the dozen or so copper plates exuded the peculiar aura of antiques.

"Well, it's all here, you can pick one yourself." Hearing a violent cough from the inner hall, the aunt's expression tightened, and she casually said to Yang Zimei, "My husband is ill, I'll go first. ."

"Uh? Is uncle sick?" Yang Zimei asked.

"When he was young, in order to make money, he went to dig coal, which caused the coal dust to accumulate in his lungs, and he got tuberculosis." A look of sadness appeared on the aunt's cheerful face, "Our family is poor, and we can't afford to go to a big hospital. , he can only grab some herbs to eat at home, in recent years, his health has become worse and worse, and he even has problems walking."

"Auntie, I have learned medical skills from an old Chinese medicine practitioner since I was a child, and I know a little bit of acupuncture. If you are at ease, I can help Uncle to take a look." Yang Zimei wanted to take the idea of ​​the pile of copper plates, so she took the initiative to give others treatment. Disease, otherwise, it is not very kind to take other people's things in vain.

"Hey, it's a long-term illness, little girl, you can see it in vain." Seeing her young, the aunt didn't quite believe that she knew Chinese medicine, so she sighed politely.