Little Life on An American Ranch

Professor Guan laughed and said, "We'll leave this thing to you even if you don't say it. Anyway, it's all your money. It's useless if we want it!"

"Okay!" Jian Heng said very simply.

Gong Zhou and Gong Wu next to them were about to say something, but they were stopped by Professor Guan. Jian Heng doesn't know that people generally don't give these things to others, but how should I put it, it's the uncle who pays the money now, not to mention that the uncle Jian Heng still holds half of their project funds in his hand, in order to get The rest of the money, not to mention this model, is probably going to ask Professor Guan to run naked, and the old man will agree to it without changing his face.

Wu Gong couldn't bear it a little bit and asked: "Then take us to see the pillars! Let me see how the pillars you prepared are like."

Hearing Wu Gong's words, Professor Guan couldn't help but glanced at the old man, with reproach and helplessness in his eyes.

Professor Guan knew that the old man Wu Gong was about to throw a temper tantrum, and he was going to put a few words on Jian Heng in terms of materials. He didn't have to get back the place, but the old man just wanted to say something to Jian Heng to express his anger in his heart. Like these old-fashioned styles, they will not hand over such things as models to others. For them, this is almost equivalent to an ancestral craft, such as the family of Qing Dynasty ancient buildings called Style Lei. People rely on this craftsmanship for a living, and the big secrets are hidden in these models, so how can they be willing to give it away to others.

Professor Guan quickly opened his mouth and said: "No hurry, no hurry, let's see if the platform is suitable for use!"

How could Jian Heng think so much here? In his eyes, this model is just an exquisite version of Chinese-style Lego. He asked for it because of its beauty.

"Don't tell me! You have looked at the table several times. If there is anything interesting, let's go if you want to see the pillar material. It's over there, and it's covered with tarpaulin!" Jian Heng opened his mouth and said.

After Jian Heng finished speaking, he took the lead and left. Professor Guan had no choice. When avoiding Jian Heng's gaze, he couldn't help but glared at Wu Gong. The old man Wu Gong didn't know whether he was used to it or he was just an old man. The son didn't take it seriously at all, followed Jian Heng and strode over.

Behind the stone platform, there is a large pile of materials covered with oilcloth, and the same logs are placed underneath, each with a diameter of one meter. These things are first-class materials in China, but in China Jian Heng's corner pads are all here. There is no way, let alone the forest resources in Jianheng space, just say that the United States is far richer than the domestic ones.

The tarpaulin was covered, so it was impossible to say whether it was tied or not, so Jian Heng climbed to the top of the material pile, and pulled the tarpaulin away with a real tug. The neatly stacked large wooden materials were immediately displayed in front of everyone's eyes.

Not to mention Wu Gong who followed, two or three of Professor Guan, and even the old men who were standing next to the model were also attracted.

Wu Gong put a face on his side, walked to the side of the material, reached out and touched it, and when he touched the first piece of material, the old man's face changed, from the original seriousness to shocked quickly, and then After quickly distinguishing them one by one, looking at Jian Heng became looking at monsters.

"Where do you get your stuff?"

"I bought it!" Jian Heng said.

"Bought it? Where did you buy it?" Old man Wu asked immediately.

Jian Heng said: "This is not what you think about, you just say whether this pillar can be used!"

"It works, but you can use this thing now, and it would be enough for you to drink a pot in ancient times! There is nothing to say about destroying your nine clans," Wu Gong said.

"Old Wu!" When Professor Guan heard this, he immediately yelled at Wu Gong, thinking: Old guy, are you out of your mind? It's not your own money that was deducted. The money that dozens of people eat and eat is held in their hands. Are you an old bastard looking for death?

On Jian Heng's side, he didn't care, it wasn't that he didn't care, but that Jian Heng had seen old man Wu's ability just now,

For those who are capable, such a temper is called personality, and for those who are not capable, it is called chasing. Since the old man is capable, Jian Heng doesn't take it seriously, and doesn't mind showing a little courtesy.

After waving his hand at Professor Guan, indicating that he was fine, Jian Heng asked Wu Gongfa, "Why?"

"You are the best Jinsinnan. Do you know what materials are used in the three halls of the Forbidden City?" Wu Gong looked at Jian Heng and said, "It is pine wood! In the Ming Dynasty, all gold wires were used. Nan, after the fire in the three halls, I could no longer find such a thick and long golden nanzi. I had no choice but to choose the pine wood. Now you know the price of a material like yours in the market. Just over ten million RMB!"

"..." Jian Heng was a little dumbfounded.

At that time, when he was making saplings in the space in China, Jian Heng bought whatever he could, some were cheap and some were expensive, and he didn’t care about whether it was nanmu or not. He heard that Bian Jinsinan also knew that it was extremely expensive, but Where did you think of this! d Besides, this thing is not called Jinsinan in the space. Old Jack doesn't know the value of this thing. Even Wei, who was also of Chinese origin before, doesn't know what Jinsinan looks like. They only know the owner If you need good materials to build a house, you will naturally pick the best ones. After cutting, you will naturally find Jinshen. Not only the nobles on the earth will enjoy it, but the gang of people in the space will also enjoy it.

Professor Guan's eyes widened too, and he touched a large pillar with a diameter of 1.5 meters. The old man almost had a heart attack when he looked directly at it, just like a landlord and rich man looking at gold, and a pervert looking at beauties .

Jian Heng asked here: "Really?"

Now it's not just Professor Guan, several old men said in unison: "Really!"

"Where did you get this?" Old man Wu didn't give up, stretched out his hand to grab Jian Heng's arm, and asked obstinately.

Jian Heng said here: "I bought it in South Africa, all the materials are bought from South Africa! I just said that the people on the hardwood side picked this for me... Cough! Cough! The current pillars in my house are used It’s Jinshen’s.”

Jian Heng remembered that the small pillars with thick bowl mouths in the house he lived in now were all made of golden silk, but they were just square and beautiful with a thick layer of varnish.

The list of materials says South Africa, but the list is of course fake. Doesn’t Jian Heng have a small company in South Africa, and the bill is issued from there. This bill is real. As for such things as transportation It's all fake. Here, Jian Heng follows the method mentioned by Daniel 'accidentally', and notes that a Brazilian company will 'bankrupt' after finishing this matter.

"Is there any more? If there is, we will have a big advantage over others in the next construction..." Wu Gong said.

"How much are you going to pay for it?" Jian Heng asked.

This sentence immediately choked everyone present, as if they had eaten a fly, they all opened their mouths and were speechless.

What Jian Heng said is not wrong, this Jinsinan is right, but what do you poor people use to buy it? No matter how expensive these golden silks are, it has nothing to do with Professor Guan and his group. No matter how expensive they are, their surname is Jane, and if they are not surnamed Guan, they are even less likely to be surnamed Wu.

Gudong!

All of these people swallowed involuntarily. Then everyone's eyes fell on these golden nanmu of different thickness and length. That's why people now estimate in their hearts that it will take hundreds of years for these big pillars that have been stripped and smoothed to grow like this. Is it the material of 100 years, or the material of 300 years, or more than 600 years? The material, how much can it be exchanged for if it is shipped back to China.

They can't figure it out, they just understand that one of them, the thinnest one is more than forty centimeters thick and four or five meters long, as long as it is transported back to China, it is enough for an ordinary family of five to live happily. Last life.

Jian Heng's heart was also in turmoil. He didn't know that this thing was Jinsinan. It was not his choice at all. Jack and Wei both confessed. But if you don’t know it, you don’t know it. As a Chinese, if you haven’t heard of red sandalwood, huanghuali and Jinsinan, you can’t justify it.

As soon as his eyes rolled, Jian Heng turned around and was about to leave.

Professor Guan asked subconsciously, "What are you doing here?"

Jian Heng said: "Find someone to buy that valley, and I will cut down that piece of golden silk nan!".

Now that things are like this, then simply play the big one. If not, then there are too many doubts. No one can keep calm and not be greedy in the face of such a temptation.

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked! Everyone said in their hearts: This f*ck is still letting people live!

Everyone in Jian looked at Jian Heng who took out his mobile phone and pretended to make a call. Many people were dreaming, and now they wished to strangle Jian Heng to death one by one. Unfortunately, they could only think that they would not dare to speak in a different place. Think about it.

After waiting for five or six minutes to leave, Jian Heng came back.

Professor Wu said: "It's not good to cut it all at once. You can buy that piece of land and cut it slowly!"

As an old gardener, Professor Wu wanted to protect the old forest out of instinct, so he gave Jian Heng what he thought was a pertinent suggestion.

Jian Heng pretended to be disdainful and said: "If I buy the forest and don't cut it down, the news will spread, and I don't know how many South Africans have the ability to take this piece of fat from my mouth, and they will dare to accept it. Grab the land in Bai's hands, don't you dare to snatch an old forest under my company's name?"

The land equalization movement of black South Africans. Anyone who knows a little bit about current affairs in the world knows that they are silent when they hear what Jian Heng said, because they understand that what Jian Heng said is the most correct way. The last word, as for the water and soil environment after the felling, it is also the business of the South Africans, and it is not the business of Jian Heng, a capitalist!

(ps: Make up for the chapter that was owed to ask for leave last time, and there is another chapter at five o'clock)

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