Qin Mu contracted a barren mountain to plant fruit trees. He went down with his hoe first and dug out a bronze piece engraved with dragon patterns. That night, someone went up the mountain in the dark and tried to bury him. The next day, the county cultural relics bureau came and said that the mountain would be closed. On the third day, experts from the province came and said that this was a burial pit outside the Qin Mausoleum. On the fourth day, a man from the road came and offered to buy the bronze piece in his hand. If he didn't sell it, he would pay for his life. Qin Mu slapped the bronze piece on the table, looked at the deputy director, contractor and antique dealer sitting opposite, and grinned: "I still have seventeen yuan for this thing." Whoever bids the highest price will be the one I negotiate with. '
