Little Life on An American Ranch

A large group of people stood in front of the wood pile, stunned for a long time before accepting a reality: talking about environmental protection with a capitalist, and talking about resources is like talking to a cow. They only care about one question, whether the money can fall into their own In the pocket, other things are not the focus of a capitalist.

The current Jian Heng has explained this very well. In the hearts of everyone, he is going to cut down a piece of precious golden nanmu resources that have grown in South Africa for hundreds of years for personal benefit, but everyone also knows that this matter is simply not for him. It is not easy to stop, and there is no way to stop it.

With indescribable emotions, these people began to examine Jian Heng's materials carefully, and finally found no traces of huanghuali and red sandalwood in the remaining materials. If this kind of wood resources is reproduced, it is estimated that the gang Half of the old men were bang their heads against the wall.

Even if there are no other precious woods, the quality of some ordinary materials still makes these old men feel at a loss for what to say. The elm wood and black walnut wood that are popular in Chinese furniture now, and the black sandalwood from Africa commonly used by Europeans and Americans The wood materials are all first-class, and almost all the materials seem to be carefully selected from the same material.

Zhou Gong looked over here, and in the end he really didn't know how to express his feelings. He glanced at Jian Heng, who was about forty meters away, for a while, and then said to Zhang Gong beside him, "I'm afraid it's the Forbidden City." When the three main halls were built, the wood used was not as fine as the materials used here!"

Zhang Gong next to him said with a wry smile: "Why do you mention this, people have luck, the richer the world, the richer they are, and those who don't have money have to work hard! Why is it so unfair!"

"Don't complain about yourself, we've been working as coolies all our lives. This guy's reputation is pretty good. I heard from Lao Guan that he has a good reputation and no record of debts. Among businessmen, such people are rare. !” The one next to him interrupted at this moment.

The other two felt that it made sense when they heard it, so everyone started to focus on their work slowly. No matter how good these things are, they belong to others. What they earn is a dead wage, just like printing coins. Just like the people in the factory, they see so much money every day, tens of millions for a cart, and it is not his. Money, let's work honestly.

All the materials have been inspected, and a group of Laozi didn't pick out a problem. These materials are fully prepared, and there can only be too much or not enough. As for the precious golden nanmu pillar, it is even more There are not many, and the rest can only be the bottom material, not the whole anise.

After all of this is done, these old men are sorting the materials here, and then start numbering again according to their own working methods.

Jian Heng stood here bored for a while, chatted with Professor Guan, felt bored and turned back home.

As soon as he got home, Jian Heng was ready to tell Barley and Wheat the good news.

"are-you-kidding-me?"

When the two of Damai and Wheat heard Jian Heng's beaming smile, they all had the same expression: You kid, you have nothing to do to tease Lao Niang, right? And this good thing befalls you, oh! Is it on our heads?

For barley and wheat, they think it's not uncommon for an antique to be worth hundreds of millions, but they can't accept that a piece of wood is worth so much money. For them, the most expensive wood is made into furniture, and there are Only when there is a certain historical significance can there be such a price, such as the table pull of the Knights of the Round Table, the bench used by Shakespeare, the rotten sand where countless presidents have sat in the White House, this is meaningful, you tell them about a big tree pole It's worth tens of millions, they are a little confused!

What confuses them the most is that you tell them that they all have a share in these things, and that a piece of wood is worth tens of millions? If they don't think that Jian Heng is talking nonsense, then there is a problem.

To be honest, Jian Heng is also excited here, it's fine if there is no such thing, but when this thing is really put on display, it is really a bit false to say that he is not excited.

"You don't know, do you know the Forbidden City? It's the place where Chinese emperors lived. Let me tell you that it's the largest imperial palace complex in the world..." Jian Heng talked eloquently, while Barley and Wheat still kept Confused state.

Boo!

Jian Heng understood, and the two beautiful and silly girls in the United States didn't understand what he said, so he opened his mouth and said: "In the past, only emperors could use this kind of wood. The material is already gone, and when the last dynasty built the palace, it could only use other wood, that is, pine wood, to replace this precious material... ".

Jian Heng learned what he had learned and put it into practice, directly re-telling Damai and Wheat what Wu Gong and his gang of old men had just told him.

Barley and Wheat now understand that this thing is for the royal family, not only for the Chinese to chase the royal family, but also for the Americans. Or the whole of the United States thinks that the most charming accent is the British London accent?

But when Jian Heng mentioned that all the materials should be cut down, the two sisters objected at the same time.

Barley said: "This is not good, this is plundering South Africa's resources!"

Wheat also said: "Since it is so precious, South Africans should protect it themselves!"

Jian Heng felt that his two stupid girls had been brainwashed, so he opened his mouth and asked: "If I don't chop, do you think the corrupt South African government can keep these timbers? And even now I want to stop It's impossible, the other partners of our company already know, even if we don't cut it, they will do it themselves, everything is inevitable."

Fortunately, the brains of Barley and Wheat have not been washed out. It may also be because they were born in a capitalist family. Just now it was just a symbolic justice, and they did not have the firm belief like those animal protectionists in the town. Hearing Jian Heng say so As soon as I said it, I stopped insisting immediately, and turned around and started to add up how much money my family can have now.

"Why don't we ship these logs to China to sell?" Mai Mai's eyes sparkled.

When Damai heard this, he immediately looked at Jian Heng: "Can you really sell so much?"

Jian Heng nodded and said, "Yes!"

"Then sell it? Get some other wood!" Da Mai also said.

Jian Heng shook his head and said: "I don't think we can sell it. We don't need any money now. Besides, there will be a batch of materials soon. Why should we sell them? You don't understand, one piece of this kind of material is sold, and one piece is missing. If you want to get the same piece of material, it will take at least a hundred years, or even hundreds of years. My idea is that we continue to use this material to build, which is a kind of savings in a different direction! In case after a few generations, we The great-grandsons of the great-great-grandchildren are finally lost, and the wood can at least provide them with a stable life."

Mai Mai was stunned for a while: "You think so far!"

Damai said, "It makes sense!"

Don't think that all foreigners have high integrity, donate their property to the society, and still have dead sons, but try to find a grandson to inherit the family business of European and American rich men, for the old-fashioned nobles, a child is still inheriting himself The best option for property.

Such a proposal was easily reached, and Barley and Wheat quickly dragged Jian Heng to the wood pile, admiring the "royal wood" worth tens of millions of RMB.

Suddenly it exploded, and soon Damai and Wheat shared the news with Jian Heng's parents who were far away in China.

The old man and the old lady were shocked when they heard this, and immediately told Damai and Mai not to reveal their wealth, and warned the young couple to keep this matter hidden.

It's a pity that it's too difficult to hide this matter now. Before the next day, Jian Heng received a call from He Ye.

"I heard you got hit on the forehead again by a big pie?" He Ye was very depressed.

He Ye has always thought that Jian Heng's luck is first-class, and he tries his best to do business with Jian Heng, so he has a chance to get Jian Heng's luck, but he never thought that there is such a thing in this world, what the hell The material that people buy in South Africa can be golden silk Nan that has been around for hundreds of years.

Originally, Jian Heng was Xiaofu, but now he must belong to the nouveau riche, and winning the lottery is not so easy.

As for where the material really came from, He Ye didn't care at all, but if it was made of Jinsinan, it would be a good thing, regardless of whether it was stolen or snatched from someone's hands, it would be named after whoever it was.

He Ye is not short of money, but he still regrets not catching up with Jian Heng's storm. It's not that he cares about the money, but mainly because he didn't catch up with the excitement of falling into the sky.

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