Jin Feng's eyes were aimed at Han Jian, who was sitting still, and he said lukewarmly: "Thank you Mr. Han for always thinking about my piece of land." ”

"Does the 20,000 square you said in the afternoon still count?"

"If you count, please take out the contract and I'll sign it. ”

Han Jian's appearance is as scared as he is afraid, how miserable and miserable he is.

The person in front of him, no matter from any point or aspect, can only see the existence of the instep of the person when he looks up with his head held high.

The grandson-in-law of the old god of war.

Senior official of the United Nations.

Rich in the world's hundreds of billions of gold.

The world's first collection of everyone.

People can buy one of their own real estate with a Ru kiln.

A savior can buy his entire net worth and have a surplus.

And he didn't even hit him with the idea for a long time.

For a while, Han Jian regretted that he couldn't regret it, and he even had the heart to die.

"Mr. Jin...... Master Kim...... Gold...... Commissioner Kim...... You ......"

"I ...... I ......"

Han Jian, who was still showing off his martial arts just now, turned into a stammering that couldn't even shake a sentence at this time.

The corners of Jin Feng's mouth turned up, and he said indifferently: "As for me, it may be because of the influence of the environment since childhood. ”

"Some are psychologically dark and cynical, and they pay attention to retribution. ”

"Come and don't be rude. ”

"Since Mr. Han wants to buy my land, then, I also want to buy Mr. Han's land, how about it?"

"I heard you have a nice office building in the old town. ”

"I want to buy it and build a garden toilet there for the benefit of the people and tourists in the surrounding area. ”

"It's the old town and there are too few public toilets. I knew this a few years ago when I was harvesting rags. ”

After a pause, Jin Feng said lightly: "What does Mr. Han think of my proposal?"

The people who heard this had cold spine, cold sweat on the soles of their feet, and their whole bodies were numb.

Bought Han Jian's office building to build a public toilet!

It's crazy!

Only Jin Feng dared to do this in the world.

For a while, the deepest fear and the deepest horror appeared in everyone's hearts.

This is Jin Feng's revenge!

As soon as the tiger bared its teeth, it was a lore!

Poof!

A muffled sound!

Han Jian fell to the ground along with the chair, foaming at the mouth and shaking all over.

"As I said, you can't use a knife to kill chickens. ”

"Look at a good table of banquets, several people are scared to pee, and I have paid thousands of carpet fees. ”

"Phew. Give Lao Tzu less this set. ”

"You can pretend to be okay today, and I'll give you a bundle of tickets as a reward later. ”

Old man Wu Zhaoxin scolded Jin Feng angrily, looked at Jin Feng in a daze, and hissed.

"The dragon slayer boy who used to single-handedly kill Qingcheng Mountain has now become a big evil dragon!"

After a pause, Old Man Wu shouted loudly

"But...... I love it!"

Suddenly, Old Man Wu laughed, pinched Jin Feng's arm and screamed.

"Boy, you kid, you're really out of luck. ”

"That's what you do. ”

"Lao Tzu likes a big evil dragon like you who specializes in eating wicked people!"

"Hahahaha......"

"Hahaha......"

Old Man Wu's wish was fulfilled, Jin Feng accompanied Hong Xiaotao into the enclosed piece of land and walked around for half a circle, and discussed with Hong Xiaotao for a while, but he still didn't decide on the matter of the plot.

To be honest, Jin Feng really didn't think about what to do with this land before this.

When he borrowed Bao Yuhua's hand to buy this land, there was only one purpose. Slap the Zeng family in the face.

What happened today made it necessary for me to come up with a charter.

Although many people want to eat this big fat meat, it is true that they have not moved for more than three years, so it is unreasonable.

Hong Xiaotao also scolded Jin Feng for this.

My own idea is to build a private house here.

An area of more than 10,000 square meters of Ming and Qing style garden.

Although it is not suitable here.

When Hong Xiaotao heard Jin Feng's plan, the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely, and his face was so blue that water could drip out.

This suggestion was resolutely rejected by Hong Xiaotao.

Can't you keep a low profile?

Don't forget that you're still on bail!

Covering an area of more than 10,000 square meters, it is still in the downtown area where every inch of land is expensive, do you know how big the impact will be?

I won't approve this project.

Jin Feng glanced at Hong Xiaotao, spread his hands and made an invitation: "Then chief, you give me an idea." ”

Hong Xiaotao was extremely disdainful, and he rolled his eyes.

Hong Xiaotao's suggestion was to build a museum.

In Hong Xiaotao's words, that is, Master Jin wants a bowl of water to be flat.

Jin Feng is sure that the museum in Xiong'an is going to be built, so it must also be built here.

Don't forget, Jincheng is your second home.

You are a girl who collects rags and fortunes in Jincheng.

When it comes to the museum, Jin Feng is also depressed.

The design drawings of the Anxiong Museum have not yet been finalized, and the number of sketches drawn by those design masters has been rejected by themselves.

The museum over there has not yet been implemented, and another one will be built here, Jin Feng is a little uncertain.

The two of them talked for a long time and didn't settle down, and when they returned to Old Man Wu's house for night tea, Old Man Wu mercilessly gave Jin Feng a cane.

"Pigs!"

"Isn't it the end of the garden and the museum!"

"Ha hammer!"

Hearing this, Jin Feng and Hong Xiaotao both looked at each other in a daze and laughed.

Garden museums are not a few in the south of the Yangtze River, and the famous Xilang Seal Society, the Humble Administrator's Garden and the Gusu Garden are all famous.

But in Jincheng, it's still the first one.

After solving the problem of the three-year-old plot, Jin Feng immediately called Huang Yufei and asked him to take charge of this matter.

I made a few more phone calls to a few old academicians of the Academy of Sciences to help with the design.

After returning to the scrap yard, Sanshui limped down from the fifth floor and told Jin Feng a piece of news.

Jin Feng posted on Weibo in the early hours of this morning, personally admitting that he had paid for treasure appreciation, and there were many, many players and Tibetan friends from the scrap station today.

They......

None of them came to Jin Feng to appreciate treasures.

Instead, they came to Sanshui to return the things they had deposited at the scrapyard.

What Jiuding, what acupuncture bronze man, what Yuan blue and white, firewood kiln, Ru kiln, brother kiln......

In one day's time, more than 10,000 peerless treasures and a national treasure were taken back by the original owner.

Obviously, these people are scared.

Because, Jin Feng clearly wrote a sentence on his neck.

"All fakes will be destroyed on the spot!"

These circumstances were already expected by Jin Feng.

That night, Jin Feng made a decision.

Taking advantage of the night, he buried the fragments of the Great Ding obtained from the sacred hut into the swamp.

Right.

Jin Feng did not put the fragments of Dading into the bunker basement, nor did he hand them over to the Seventh Ancestor, let alone Zeng Zimo.

Again, the fragments of Dading were not deposited in the bank's vault.

No one would believe it, let alone think that Jin Feng would throw the fragments of Dading in the swamp.

Another fragment, Jin Feng, didn't think of a hiding place for the time being, and kept it in a big bag.

Before going to sleep, Jin Feng received Zeng Zimo's WeChat video, looking at the opposite scene, Zeng Zimo was still accompanying Wang Xiaoxin on Jiangxin Island.

"How did you think of such a scarf?"

"It's a long story, Sanshui was designed by the National Treasure Gang and received more than 10,000 fakes. ”

"There is nothing wrong with the appraisal fee, but your scarf says that there is no cap on 100,000 yuan......"

"It doesn't matter if you're rich, those players who have the real thing in their hands hide their friends...... They can't afford to pay for it. ”

"This will ...... your reputation"

"I'm targeting those national treasures, to see if I can wake them up. ”

"People who have the real thing, I know what to do. ”

"Hmm. Then I'm relieved. ”

"Good night. ”

Early the next morning, Jin Feng got up and went to the second-hand goods warehouse to make a cup of tea, sat in the middle of the big case imported from Feizhou, and wrote a big letter.

"Heavy money!"

The employees of the antique shop in the Imperial Capital Mountain have already set up their tables and benches, and printed advertising slogans along the main road to the main road.

As soon as eight o'clock arrived, Jin Feng waved his hand and opened the roller shutter door.

At the door, there was a large number of people standing.

Jin Feng just sat down like this, staring at the group of people staring at the door in front of him.

When these people saw Jin Feng, they showed joy and shouted Master Jin one after another.

At this time, the person next to him put out two big signs, one on the left and one on the right.

At first glance, the complexion of the crowd on the opposite side changed suddenly.

"Paid treasure appreciation, starting from 100,000 yuan, no cap, certificate issued!"

"All fakes will be smashed on the spot!"

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