6. As it is used in the highlighted portion, the word coppers most likely refers to:
Your Answer is
Correct Answer is J
Explanation
L10, to the effect that copper can be used to buy food, so copper is money.
Passage I
PROSE FICTION: This passage is adapted from the novel The Bonesetter's Daughter by Amy Tan (©2001 by Amy Tan). The setting of the passage is a small town in China during the early part of the twentieth century. The capital city of China, now known in English as Beijing, formerly was called Peking.
When I was growing up, nearly two thousand people lived in Immortal Heart. It was crowed, packed form one edge of the valley to the other. We had a brick maker, a sack weaver, and a dye mill. We had twenty-four market days, six temple fairs, and a primary school that GaoLing and I went to when we were not helping our family at home. We had all kinds of peddlers who went from house to house, selling fresh bean curd and steamed buns, twisted dough and colorful candies. A few coppers, that was all you needed to make your stomach as happy as a rich man's.
The Liu clan had lived in Immortal Heart for six centuries. For that amount of time, the sons had been inkstick makers who sold their goods to travelers. They had lived in the same courtyard house that had added rooms, and later wings, when one mother four hundred years ago gave birth to eight sons, one a year. The family home grew form a simple three-pillar house to a compound with wings stretching five pillars each.
All in all, our family was successful but not so much that we caused great envy. We ate meat or beancurd at almost every meal. We had new padded jackets every winter, no holes. We had money to give for the temple, the opera, the fair. But the men of our family also had ambitions. They were always looking for more. They said that in Peking, more people wrote important documents. Those important documents required more good ink. Peking was where more of the big money was. Around 1920, Father, my uncles, and their sons went there to sell the ink. From then on, that was where they lived most of the time, in the back room of a shop in the old Pottery-Glazing District.
In our family, the women made the ink. We stayed home. We all worked—me, GaoLing, my aunts and girl cousins, everybody. Even the babies and Great-Granny had a job of picking out stones from the dried millet we boiled for breakfast. We gathered each day in the inkmaking studio. According to Great-Granny, the studio began as a grain shed that sat along the front wall of the courtyard house. Over the years, one generation of sons added brick walls and a tile roof. Another strengthened the beams and lengthened it by two pillars. The next tiled the floors and dug pits for storing the ingredients. Then other descendants made a cellar for keeping the inksticks away from the heat and cold.
Because our ink was the best quality, we had to keep the tables and the floors clean year-round. With the dusty yellow winds from the Gobi Desert, this was not easy to do. The window openings had to be covered with both glass and thick paper. In the summer, we hung netting over the doorways to keep out the insects. In the winter, it was sheep hides to keep out the snow.
I can still smell the ingredients of our ink. There were several kinds of fragrant soot: pine, cassia, camphor, and the wood of the chopped-down Immortal Tree. There was also a glue of sticky paste mixed with many oils. Then we added a sweet poisonous flower that helped resist insects and rats. That was how special our ink was, all those lasting smells.
We made the ink a.little at a time. If a fire broke out, as it had a couple of hundred years before, all the supplies and stock would not be lost at once. Each of us had at least one part in a long list of things to do. First there was burning and grinding, measuring and pouring. Then came stirring and molding, drying and carving. And finally, wrapping and counting, storing and stacking. One season I had to wrap, only that. My mind could wander, but my fingers still moved like small machines. Another season I had to use very fine tweezers to pluck bugs that had fallen onto the sticks. Whenever GaoLing did this, she left too many dents. Precious Auntie's job was to sit at a long table and press the sooty mixture into the stone molds. When the ink was dry, she used a long, sharp tool to carve the good-luck words and drawings into he sticks. her calligraphy was even better than Father's.
It was boring work, but we were proud of our secret family recipe. It yielded just the right color and hardness. An inkstick of ours could last ten years or more. It did not dry out and crumble, or grow soggy with moisture. And if the sticks were stored in the coolness of a root cellar, as ours were, they could last from one great period of history into another. Those who used our ink said the same. It didn't matter how much heat or moisture or dirt from fingers soaked into the page, their words lasted, black and strong.
6. As it is used in the highlighted portion, the word coppers most likely refers to:
Your Answer is
Correct Answer is J
Explanation
L10, to the effect that copper can be used to buy food, so copper is money.