"What are you doing with this kid spending tens of thousands of yuan to buy this tree root?" Zhang's mother asked Zhang Feng a little angrily,

Because in the countryside, such roots are given away as firewood, almost no one wants, seeing that her son actually spent tens of thousands of yuan to buy, knowing that her son spent money so indiscriminately, how did she not get angry, you must know that her own money is not blown by the wind.

"Mom, when did you see me spending money indiscriminately, this is not an ordinary tree root, and the golden silk nanmu is worth this price. Zhang Feng hurriedly explained to his mother.

"Yes, Auntie, if it had been three years ago, such a tree root would have cost hundreds of thousands, or even millions. Liu Yiyi also helped explain.

After listening to the explanations of the two, Zhang's mother frowned and finally eased up, she was also angry just now, because for her, it was incredible to buy a tree root for 10,000 yuan.

Although her son can earn millions a month, and she has an income of more than 10,000 yuan a month by setting up a stall by herself, Zhang's mother still can't forget the time when her family was poor and couldn't open the pot, so she usually uses money to save money, but she can't see people who use money lavishly.

"Wow, brother, why don't you just carve this tree root into a desk and give it to me!" The little girl got the news, led a large group of little children to run in, and said with a smile when she saw the big tree roots in the yard.

"You girl, you are thinking about good things, and your brother spent tens of thousands of yuan just to buy this tree root. Mother Zhang glared at her baby daughter angrily and said.

"Ah, brother, you are so arrogant, you bought such a piece of rotten wood for tens of thousands of dollars!" the little sister immediately exclaimed.

"What rotten wood? This is golden silk nanmu, one of the most precious woods in our country. Zhang Feng glanced at his little sister angrily and said.

"You see it's water and mud on it, it's not rotten wood?" said the little sister with a pouting and pretending to be disdainful.

Zhang Feng shook his head, no longer paying attention to this crazy girl, and drove away the little children who were crawling on the roots of the tree, Zhang Feng began to clean up the mud and sand on it, and then cleaned it with water little by little.

After being busy for about an hour, Zhang Feng finally cleaned up the roots of the tree, took out the sandpaper and polished it slightly, and suddenly sparkled golden light in the sun.

"Xiao Feng heard that you bought a piece of golden silk nan tree root?" The old man who had just gotten the news was a little late.

"Yes, old man, you see it's right here!" Hearing the old man's voice, Zhang Feng turned around and pointed to the tree root in front of him and replied.

"Well, the material is indeed Jinsi Nan's. The old man approached and looked at it for a while, then nodded and continued: "10,000 yuan is indeed not a loss. ”

"Xiao Feng, what are you going to carve it into?" then the old man asked curiously.

"I haven't figured it out yet, but it's probably better to keep it intact and carve it into a carved coffee table. Zhang Feng thought for a while.

"Well, the shape of this root is indeed very suitable for carving a coffee table, and the market price of the coffee table of golden silk nan wood is not low now, at least 100,000 yuan. The old man nodded approvingly.

"Oh, can it be sold for 100,000 yuan now?" Now that the Jinsi Nan market is withering, Zhang Feng thought it would be good to sell 30,000 or 50,000 yuan.

"Haha, of course, 100,000 yuan is worth for people who like it? And your tree has such a large diameter of roots, tiger skin stripes and stars on it, 100,000 yuan is considered a small amount. Although the old man doesn't play with high-end wooden furniture, many of his friends have it at home, so he also knows a little about the market.

Hearing the old man's words, the family believes that 10,000 yuan is not in vain, after all, the old man is well-informed, and what he said must be right.

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After a while, the old man came out of the backyard and said to Zhang Feng in a loud voice, "Xiaofeng, go and take out the honey shaker, you kid hasn't taken honey for a long time." ”

"Hehe......" Zhang Feng smiled embarrassedly, if the old man didn't say it today, Zhang Feng hadn't remembered it, it was estimated that it would be almost two months since the last honey was taken.

So Zhang Feng hurriedly went into the house to take out the honey shaker, then rinsed it with tap water, and then dried it with a rag little by little.

"The old man asked me to come. At this moment, the old man was wearing Zhang Feng's honey equipment, covering his head and face, and was about to walk to the backyard, Zhang Feng hurriedly shouted.

"Don't worry, it's fine. The old man waved his hand and refused, he also raised bees when he was young, so it is very simple for him to take honey, as long as he is careful when taking honey, the action is not too big, and there is no problem in not alarming the bees.

One piece, two pieces...... After a while, the old man took out five beehives, and the golden honeycombs were piled up in the pots, and the fragrance of honey could be smelled from a distance.

"If you kid has time, make two more beehives and divide them into one point, and look at how crowded the beehives are now, and I don't know how much honey has been wasted. The old man felt distressed when he thought of the honey wasted by Zhang Feng, this is a delicious potpourri honey, and taking it regularly has unexpected benefits for the body.

"How do you divide it? I don't know it!" Dividing the bees into boxes, Zhang Feng not only had never done it, but he had never even seen it, so he could only ask the old man for advice.

"Hehe, when you make a beehive, I will teach you personally, as long as you teach it once, you will definitely be able to. "In fact, the partition is to divide the excess queen bee into another hive, so that naturally there will be bees following it into the new hive, as long as the honey is left in it, and soon the bees in the new hive can build a new hive.

"Ah, honey honey ......" Little Stone exclaimed excitedly when he saw the golden honey.

"Brother Madman, is your honey sweet?" the little duck had a snort at the corner of his mouth, and immediately ran over to Zhang Feng and asked.

"Hehe, you little gluttonous cats, I'll give you a piece to taste......" Zhang Feng shook his head with a smile and gave the monkeys a small piece each.

"Ah, it's so sweet......"

"It's delicious...... the little kids are reluctant to swallow it in one bite, licking a small bite at a time, it's rare.

The old man took off his equipment, sat at the stone table with a smile and drank tea, watching the group of leather monkeys playing in the yard, as if he was a few years younger.

After sending the monkeys, Zhang Feng poured all the honeycombs with honey into the honey shaker, and then held the handle and shook it quickly.

"Crazy brother, I'll help you......" Seeing Zhang Feng 'playing', the little ones also wanted to come up and shake it, and they thought it was very interesting.

"Okay, Da Mao, you can help me shake it, slow down, don't be too fast......"

"Got it, Brother Crazy!" Da Mao was the first to go into battle, jumped up in surprise, and shook the handle of the honey shaker with a whirl.

"Da Mao, you've been shaking for so long, it's time for me. After about a few tens of seconds, the duckling couldn't wait to bark.

Seeing that the little ones were really rushing to shake the honey, Zhang Feng stood next to him and smiled, thinking that the world of children is so good, they can play with anything for a day, even if it is just a broken brick. Seeing these little guys, Zhang Feng had to sigh that his childhood was really unforgettable.