Feng Hua decided to leave 10,000 catties of fine grain for the Wu family, that is, 100 bags of rice and white flour. As for the corn, don't keep it, they are facing different classes, and it is estimated that it is not easy to "change".

100 bags, this number was set by Feng Hua after several thoughts, it will not be too eye-catching, and it is estimated that there will not be much left after dotting the people who need to be dotted; It won't be too little, it seems that her family has no strength, and it seems that the Wu family has no strength.

The Wu family wanted to borrow her east wind to make a comeback, and she naturally saw it, and she also intended to pull it, anyway, whether she pulled it or not, the Wu family would not be able to run after six years and would encounter a catastrophe. It's better to let them grow stronger now, and then there won't be a wave that will bring over and the whole family will be destroyed.

Seeing that Old Man Wu and Wu Zhan had sorted out all their things, and the door to the basement was closed, Feng Hua entered the courtyard.

Why is this teenager so at such a timely time every time he appears? ...... This thought only crossed Wu Lao's mind for a moment and then disappeared.

When Old Man Wu saw Feng Hua, he greeted him with a smile: "I'm back!" Check out what I've got in store for you. ”

The three wings were filled again, but this time it was different from the last time, the last time it was full of nothing, and the space was occupied by some half-sized boxes, but this time it was very real, and the room was full of more than forty solid wooden boxes of one cubic meter in size, from the ground to the sky.

These boxes are made of camphor wood, elm and willow, the good and the bad are uneven, and they are not the kind of special camphor boxes with the name of the year.

These paintings and calligraphy are all modern works of art now, which can be seen everywhere and are not precious. Wu Ziqiang himself doesn't cherish it very much, and the ones that he thinks are good are all put in a special box, and they were all sealed last time.

Most of the rest were bought before the founding of the People's Republic of China, and they were casually pretended to be placed here when they were collecting family property.

Although they are all worthless paintings, but such a huge number of people will see them, and they will also think that their house is like this and that, in short, it is not good, so although it is worthless things, he also hides them together.

And at that time, Zhangmu was nervous, and he couldn't make so many boxes for a while, so he had to find a big box to store it.

Feng Hua opened a few other boxes to preserve, and sure enough, they were not as good as the ones stored in the camphor wood boxes. But Feng Hua's heart is distressed, this is tens of millions of dollars! It's not so expensive, it's also millions of bases!

Feng Hua was distressed, but she was a young master who didn't feel sorry for a painting worth dozens of yuan, so she had to roll the painting with a light face and put it back in the box, out of sight.

Feng Hua turned around and asked suspiciously, "These are .....?"

This amount was many times more than they had agreed before, and she had to express her doubts.

Old man Wu handed over a thick notebook: "This is the account book when Ziqiang first received these things, and they are all here." ”

Feng Hua was suddenly a little embarrassed...... Most of the feelings she received before were Wu Ziqiang's private collections...... Decades later, if Wu Ziqiang is still alive, it is estimated that he will have to cry to death... In her museum!

The corners of Feng Hua's mouth trembled, and he quickly lowered his head to look at the account, this account is quite scientific, there is a total number on the first page, 3898 picture scrolls, 237 seals, and 372 ancient books.....

Feng Hua was shocked by this number, it's over, Wu Ziqiang will definitely die of myocardial infarction in the future......

She didn't look at the list at the back, closed the account book and looked at Old Man Wu.

"Don't say anything!" Old man Wu raised his hand to stop Feng Hua, who wanted to speak: "The starting price of these things is written on it, and the total price is converted into the current RMB, which is about 150,000." "Wu Ziqiang was born as a businessman, bookkeeping is already instinctive, the starting price of everything, even if it is a calligraphy and painting seal given to him by a friend, he has to estimate the value and record it, and of course it is also registered when it is stored, which is convenient for Old Man Wu to talk now.

"And the grain you gave me, these saplings to us in Wujiazhuang, I won't say how much they are worth, I can't say it!" Old man Wu's eyes were red again.

Feng Hua ..... Hurry up and collect it! Don't get into the play too deep and pit her for a while!

"Grandpa Wu must not say that, in business, we clearly marked the price...."

"No!" Old man Wu interrupted her loudly: "Don't say that you are talking about business, child. Old man Wu said earnestly: "Business is not done by you, if you really want to do business, come to Grandpa Wu when you have time, I will teach you well!" ”

This kid likes calligraphy and painting so much, maybe he is a scholarly heirloom official family, and he doesn't know much about business. A bag of things worth tens of thousands of dollars is sold for 300 yuan, and he is embarrassed to tell him that he is in business, and this kind of businessman is estimated to be bullied to death if he does not live more than two miles.

Feng Hua ......

"All these things are exchanged for the 100 bags of grain you said, and then the calligraphy, paintings or antiques I exchange for these grains are also yours, and you will take them with you next time you come." Old man Wu said it categorically.

Feng Hua pushed and pushed sincerely, but he couldn't refuse, so he had to accept it reluctantly~

At this time, Wu Zhan led the people who went down the mountain to carry the grain had come back one after another, and their faces were red with excitement, and now seeing so many fine grains at once was like seeing a miracle, although these grains were not theirs.

But since the saplings were planted all over the mountains, the prestige of the Wu family has been unprecedentedly high. Even in this era when everyone can't eat enough, the people of Wujiazhuang see so much food, and they are only happy for the Wu family, and they are not jealous.

Wu Zhan was naturally more excited than these people, these things were all paving the way for him... So when he saw Feng Hua again, the smile on Wu Zhan's face became a little more sincere.

Feng Hua didn't go into detail about how the Wu family's "fake drama was really done", and he couldn't afford to hurt it.

......

The villagers moved three times before they finished moving all the things, and Old Man Wu took out two bags of rice and two bags of white flour and distributed them to them. After they rested for a while, they energetically carried the dozens of boxes to the intersection.

Waiting for the villagers to leave, Old Man Wu and Wu Zhan surrounded a few specially-shaped bags and asked, "What is this?" "At first glance, the contents of this bag are not grain, and the aroma of bacon and sausages is so hungry that they are about to flow down.

"This is my gift to Grandpa Wu." These wax products are all "secret" by Fenghua, how much they have been soaked in space well water, and all kinds of spices are also produced in space, plus her cooking skills are quite good, and the taste is naturally speechless.

As a gift in this year, it is definitely higher grade than Moutai, and it is needless to say that the effect is not to mention that it is not light or heavy, but it can also be regarded as the friendship of Wu Ziqiang's account book......

"Hahaha!" Old man Wu was more cheerful this time, and accepted it without any excuse, but he remembered a good thing in his heart.

After the villagers finished moving the boxes, Feng Hua also followed over to "take a look", and the axe broke away from the people working and followed behind her.