Chapter 153

To send the wood home, Zhang Qianxiu asked them to leave the wood at the door, and then gave the money, even if it was done.

As soon as the wood delivery workers were almost gone, Zhang Qianxiu took the two old men in and poured them a glass of water.

There are too many lottery tickets in the room. Now people in the whole county know about lottery tickets, and many people are still playing, so the less people know about it, the better.

When two old people saw these lottery tickets, they were also surprised: "little boss, are those lottery tickets sold in the city produced by you now?"

With a smile, Zhang Qianxiu handed the two old people tea: "yes, our packaging and printing here are printed in the factory."

"You are so good! Our village is talking about your lottery. " Said the old man.

Zhang Qianxiu said a few words of greetings. Su Yuwei didn't know how Zhang Qianxiu came back with the two old people. She thought Zhang Qianxiu knew him, so she ran to get some fruit and sugar.

The two old people quickly said thanks.

After sitting for a while, Su Yuwei gave the two old people a small bag of fruit and sugar. The two old people refused several times before they accepted them, but they were moved to thank them.

Zhang Qianxiu went out and planned to drive with the two old people to their home to have a look at the small leaf red sandalwood. Then he would buy more to make furniture.

As soon as he went out, Zhang Qianxiu saw a middle-aged man standing at the door. He was the one who reminded himself not to buy the old man's wood at the beginning.

Although Zhang Qianxiu had a good first impression of him, he didn't know him after all. Zhang Qianxiu was still a little wary, mainly for fear that they might have a bad heart for the lottery.

This is not to spend a gentleman's belly with a villain's heart. The value of these lotteries is not low, one yuan each!

If in the 21st century, who has tens of millions of cash at home, who is not well hidden, for fear of being known and causing unnecessary trouble?

"Master, what else can I do for you?" Zhang Qianxiu asked casually.

The middle-aged man said awkwardly, "boss, I just want to apologize to you. I shouldn't have said those words before."

Zhang Qianxiu didn't worry about it at all: "it's OK!"

The middle-aged man turned to the two old people and said, "old man, I didn't expect that the people on the side would say so many ugly words. I'm sorry!"

The two old people were generous and said with a smile, "it's OK. You're kind. We don't know these red sandalwood trees. We can understand them, but we don't cheat! These red sandalwood are really valuable. They were used by emperors in ancient times. "

The middle-aged man apologized and didn't stay much. He turned and left.

"Where do you live, old man? Let's drive over. " Zhang Qianxiu asked.

"Shangling village." Said the old man.

"Where is Shangling village?" Zhang Qianxiu really didn't know this place: "I'll drive to the main road. Can you show me the way?"

"Yes! Yes, yes

Shangling village is not close to the county. It takes more than ten minutes to drive. Zhang Qianxiu doesn't know how the two old people moved the wood to the wood market in the county. The wood is not light.

The two old people live in Siheyuan, which is of wooden structure. Although it is relatively shabby, it covers a large area. There are two yards inside and outside. It's just that half of them have become a bit dilapidated because they haven't taken care of them.

Judging from the pattern and the outdated craftsmanship, this family used to be a rich family.

After entering the yard, I walked along the corridor. Although it was old, it was still clean. The pillars and railings were full of the breath of time.

To the courtyard, the old man with Zhang Qianxiu into a room, which piled half a room of wood.

The old man said: "little boss, here is red sandalwood, here is Phoebe."

Is Zhang Qianxiu another kind of valuable wood?

However, like the red sandalwood, ordinary people who have no interest in literature and play, and have no money to buy furniture made of wood, generally have not seen red sandalwood and Phoebe.

Zhang Qianxiu looked at the wood for a while, but he didn't see any difference. Because he had put it too long, it looked gray, and there was no difference.

"It seems that the golden Phoebe was also used by the emperor." Zhang Qianxiu said.

"That's not true. It's just that ordinary people can't afford it." The old man asked, "little boss, do you want to have a look?"

Zhang Qianxiu was also curious: "let's have a look."

The old man found a few pieces of sandpaper from the corner behind the door and said, "Phoebe is very hard. Ordinary knives and axes can't cut it. They have to be sawed with a saw. It's hard to see. These are all peeled wood. You can see them by rubbing them with sandpaper."

Then the old man handed the sandpaper to Zhang Qianxiu.

Zhang Qianxiu took sandpaper and wiped a piece of wood. It took him half a day to wipe off a layer of wood. The wood inside was really golden. It was very bright.

"Old man, what did your ancestors do? There are so many precious woods. " Zhang Qianxiu couldn't help being interested in the old man's family background.

The old man said: "in the Qing Dynasty, he Linghan was the official Minister of the Ministry of family. He was originally from Daozhou County, Yongzhu city. He Shaoye is the descendant of his second son. He Shaoye is also the official Minister of the Ministry of war. Because of various reasons, I moved to Shaoqing city. Later, my ancestors were full of poetry. When I was young, I was familiar with four books and five classics. "

Zhang Qianxiu had been talking for a long time, but he didn't know the old man's name, but he was really powerful. He asked with a smile, "old man, my name is Zhang Qianxiu. I don't know how to call him yet."

The old man's face showed a little shame and said, "he daoxun, the old man, is loyal."

Nowadays, there are few people who still use words, or even none. He daoxun still has words, which shows that his family is very traditional.

Zhang Qianxiu had some admiration for he daoxun's family background, and also respected his noble demeanor.

"Mr. He, no matter what you say, you are also a scholarly family. How did you come to such a land?" Zhang Qianxiu asked.

He daoxun said with a wry smile: "before the founding of the country, my father scattered all his wealth to drive away the Japanese. Those who could be pawned in the family were basically pawned. Later, some of them were left for the purpose of inheriting the family. After ten years of turmoil, some of the last family members were gone, leaving only this old house."

Speaking of the house, he daoxun knocked on a pillar and said, "these are made of red sandalwood or gold Phoebe. It's just a layer of paint. I can't see it."

Zhang Qianxiu was surprised and asked, "is this the whole house?"

He daoxun looked a little embarrassed and said, "it's not true, but these pillars and beams are made of wood. Some boards are also made of wood. Because of the different colors, they are painted with a layer of paint."

"However, most of the red sandalwood used to build houses are not small leaf red sandalwood. Small leaf red sandalwood rarely has big materials. It is big leaf red sandalwood that is used to build houses."

Even so, Zhang Qianxiu couldn't help nodding and said, "that's also very powerful."

He daoxun said with a little pride: "it's a pity that a house like ours will be an antique for decades! We can't repair it. It won't last that long. "

Zhang Qianxiu even has something in his mind that he bought the whole house. As long as he makes sure that these are red sandalwood and Phoebe, they will still be very valuable in the future. As long as he takes these red sandalwood and red sandalwood apart and takes them away, even if his business fails in the future, when the wood is fried and sold, he can make a lot of money.

But this house is the place where people live. Zhang Qianxiu doesn't have much spare money to build a house for he's family, so he has to go back to the second place: "Mr. He, if you sell all the wood in your room to me, how much is it?"

There's a lot of wood in it. Zhang Qianxiu estimated that there were at least more than one thousand of them.

If you want to make furniture, do not say one set, three or five sets are more than enough.

He daoxun Leng for a moment, asked: "little boss, you want all?"

Zhang Qianxiu nodded: "as long as the price is right, I want everything."

In fact, Zhang Qianxiu wants to say that if you are willing to sell half of your houses that have been leaking rain, I can also pick out the red sandalwood and golden Phoebe and buy them all together.

These things are precious things that can wait for their appreciation.

"Then... Then... Five thousand!" He daoxun hesitated and said a number.

In Zhang Qianxiu's opinion, five thousand yuan is not high. Some of these long and short pieces of wood can't be preserved by one person. Some are only four or five meters long, and some are less than one meter long. However, red sandalwood and golden Phoebe add up to at least a thousand!

Zhang Qianxiu thought for a moment and said, "Mr. He, that's OK. I'll take all 5000 yuan. If there's anything else, I'll take it."

He daoxun was not very happy to see that Zhang Qian wanted everything. In his opinion, these things were more than 5000 yuan. However, in the face of reality, he could only bow his head and sell some money, which was better than being a treasure in his hand!

He daoxun nodded and said: "that's OK. I'll find something to mark. I'll distinguish it at that time, so as to avoid misunderstanding."

With so much wood, it must be impossible for people to move it. We must call a car to pull it away.

Zhang Qianxiu didn't object to it either. It's better not to be generous. Five thousand yuan is not a small sum.

After he daoxun left, Zhang Qianxiu studied the wood. The more intuitive feeling is that it's very heavy, and the color is different from that of ordinary wood. He didn't feel anything different.

Soon, he daoxun came back with an inkstone in one hand and a writing brush in the other.

At the outside end of the wood, he daoxun wrote down the numbers with a brush.

He daoxun's handwriting is very beautiful, vigorous and powerful. Even the Arabic numerals are just like Chinese calligraphy.

Zhang Qianxiu stood behind and watched he daoxun write carefully. After he had written for about ten minutes, he took the inkstone and brush from he daoxun and continued to write.

When all the wood was marked, it was going to be dark. All the wood was 1326 pieces.

He daoxun's wife also prepared the meal and warmly invited Zhang Qianxiu to have dinner together.

Zhang Qianxiu was just polite and agreed.

He daoxun and his wife are the only two people in the family. They don't see anyone else. Through chatting, Zhang Qianxiu learned that they have a grandson who is studying in Shangjing University. They can't earn much money. He daoxun, who they usually rely on, helps people write couplets and earn some pocket money. It's not enough to subsidize the family, let alone the tuition fees of their grandson.

In the past, there were several pieces of antiquities at home. Some people who went to the countryside to collect them took them away, because he daoxun knew the goods and the price was fair.

He daoxun doesn't sell much every time. He only sells enough for his grandchildren to study this semester. He still wants to leave some heirlooms for his grandchildren.

He daoxun wanted to save his grandson's tuition for the next semester to sell the wood.

Zhang Qianxiu asked suspiciously, "Mr. He, you don't sell much every time. Why do you sell all these woods to me this time?"

He daoxun was silent for a moment, and said: "because you don't bargain, whether you are out of pity for us two old people, or other reasons, in my opinion, it's not generous, it's virtuous."

Zhang Qianxiu didn't understand the logic of he daoxun, because the price he gave him was only four yuan more than one piece of wood, less than five yuan, and even less than the ten yuan and eight yuan he daoxun called in the wood market. How can he be called virtuous?

Anyway, Zhang Qianxiu couldn't figure it out.

Seeing Zhang Qianxiu's puzzled appearance, he daoxun said, "virtue doesn't mean to do it deliberately. It's like Zhang Xiaodi. He has already done it, but he hasn't realized that this is the real virtue."

Zhang Qianxiu still didn't understand. He said with a smile, "anyway, thank you for your praise. I can't be a virtuous person."

In Zhang Qianxiu's opinion, he has only the most basic moral character, and he is definitely not a man of noble moral character. Lottery business is obviously a business of pitching people's money, but he still did it. For this, he is not worthy of the word.