He Zhiming also realized this, instantly became nervous, and looked at Xu Qing cautiously.

Even the Great Monk Ciyun tilted his head to look at Xu Qing, curious about what Xu Qing would do.

Xu Qing smiled: "Okay, it's good that you can think of this, but it's up to you to convince your little lady to leave this matter to you," he patted He Zhiming's shoulder: "Your little lady's safety is pinned on your eloquence, come on, and the sooner the better, it's best to let your little lady get 100% out of this matter, otherwise there will be trouble." ”

At this time, the great monk Ciyun said, "You give him an idea." ”

Xu Qing smiled: "My idea is good, but it may not be appropriate." ”

He Zhiming was overjoyed and knelt down: "Please......"

Xu Qing stretched out his hand to support He Zhiming.

After plotting for half an hour, He Zhiming hurriedly left the house and went straight to He Xin's house a few hundred meters away.

He Xin died in the evening.

This is the time for a lot of things.

In addition, He Xin's family has money, so they come to help more, even if it is one o'clock in the morning, the yard is still brightly lit, several carpenters are staying up all night to build coffins, and the plates are also found overnight, or Jin Sinan's.

That's right, Jin Sinan.

In the perception of ordinary people, Jin Si Nan is a very valuable wood, and it is rumored that only the royal family can afford to use Jin Si Nan, ordinary people use Jin Si Nan to be beheaded, as if it is the most precious wood in the world, more precious than the small leaf red sandalwood and sea yellow.

But insiders know that this is pure hype.

Jin Si Nan has never been a royal specialty, and the market price will be so outrageous, all the result of business speculation.

In the process of growth, the wood fibers inside the branches have a certain probability of discoloration, so that the cut wood will form a special pattern because of the different shades of fiber color, and the fiber discoloration of Nanmu is called Nanmu.

You must know that the planting range of Nanmu is very wide, and the growth rate is also extremely fast, and it only takes five or six years for the carefully cultivated artificial planting Nanmu tree to grow from the seedling to a diameter of 20 cm, as a comparison, it takes hundreds of years for the small-leaved red sandalwood to grow to 20 cm.

And Nanmu can grow to more than 30 meters, the diameter can reach more than one meter, 20 or 30 centimeters of Nanmu are very common, the same to the small leaf red sandalwood as a comparison, 20 centimeters of small leaf red sandalwood is already a rare big material, more than 30 centimeters of small leaf purple is now a real priceless treasure.

Therefore, if you compare the output, you will know how outrageous it is to sell so high at the price of Jin Sinan.

Up to now, the introduction of Jin Si Nan in a certain degree and a certain department still has words such as "royal special" and "ordinary people use to cut off their heads", in fact, it is pure nonsense, the civil Jin Si Nan furniture in the Ming and Qing dynasties in the antique market is as much as a cow's hair, in the area where Nanmu grows, the jewelry box made by Jin Si Nan is the standard configuration for the girl of a small landlord family to marry, and there is no special or not dedicated to a word.

Of course, Jin Si Nan also has expensive ones, what kind of ones are more valuable?

The size is huge.

With a diameter of more than 50 centimeters, it can be used as a large material for beams, coffin boards, and furniture, and the survival of this large material is relatively small, so the price is still considerable, but it is not comparable with the real top hardwood such as small-leaved red sandalwood.

Yes, Nanmu is a softwood, the hardness is relatively low, and a pinch of the nail is a pit, which can not withstand the bump of hard objects at all.

Because of this, Jin Si Nan is often used to make coffins, and once buried in the ground, it will not move again, and it is not afraid of bumps.

It is also possible to make furniture, but it is inevitable that there will be bumps when making furniture, or it will become potholes in a short time, and the hardness of Jinsi Nan is low, there is no way to put nails at all, even if it is made with a mortise and tenon structure, the mosaic strength of the mortise and tenon is not enough, and the mortise and tenon structure is loose with a little pressure.

Therefore, there are very few furniture made of golden silk nanmu, and there are occasionally a few pieces of golden silk nanmu beds, but the golden silk nanmu tables and chairs are almost invisible, because they are not practical.

Of course, for ordinary people, even if it is not very valuable, it is also a good precious wood, after all, no matter how cheap it is, it is more than 100,000 yuan to make a coffin.

Therefore, when several carpenters were working, He Xin's mother, Zhang Huilan, He Zhiming's sister, stood by and stared, for fear that some carpenters would deliberately make a bad waste of good wood.

He Zhiming ran into the courtyard and leaned into Zhang Huilan's ear and said a few words.

Zhang Huilan's face remained unchanged, and she said to one of the carpenters: "Lao Zhang, I'll leave for a while, you help me keep an eye on it, the cigarettes and alcohol are in the kitchen, and when you are tired, you will call everyone to rest." ”

"Sister-in-law, you are busy, I'll watch, no problem."

Zhang Huilan followed He Zhiming and left.

Before dawn, collectors in Wu County, Jiezhou and even Jin Province received news one after another, and some people wanted to buy and auction Fu Qing's main collection and Fu Qingzhu's relevant information, and the time was set for the 29th, which was the night of He Xin's funeral.

Batou Village.

When Bai Haiping got the news, his face was gloomy like ink, he smashed the rice bowl in his hand on the ground, looked up and said to his younger brother: "Stone, call the brothers, go to Liujiayao!" ”

"All?"

"All, one is not less."

"Okay."

In a three-room two-story house in the county seat, Ye Tianming also hurriedly called after receiving the news: "Mr. Schmidt, what should I do now?" ”

When it was dawn, He Xin's house was even more lively, and all kinds of vehicles lined up from He Xin's house to the entrance of the village.

All kinds of people burning incense in front of the spirit filled the entire courtyard, and all the villagers and relatives and friends were compared at once, until the village chief ran out to identify these people, and only then did some of them disperse.

Zhang Huilan, who was surrounded by wolves, continued to manage everything as if nothing happened, taking care of her inside and out, without any sadness, as if it was not her only son who died.

led a group of younger brothers to be busy as relatives and friends, very enthusiastic, and did all the work, like the owner here.

But at noon on the 27th, Bai Haiping took advantage of Zhang Huilan's efforts to catch up with the shop, and escorted Zhang Huilan to the car with a few younger brothers, left the village with a throttle, and went straight to the mountain.

Arriving at a mountain beam with a wide view, Bai Haiping stopped and dragged Zhang Huilan off the car: "Sister-in-law, I haven't treated you and Xiaojinzi badly, right?" ”

Zhang Huilan calmly arranged her hair and nodded.

"Then why do you two cheat me?"

"What did we do to you?"

"Lord Fu Qing's relics."

"That's what Xiao Jinzi found, what does it have to do with you?"

"Why doesn't it matter? What did you say when you first moved in? Intimate like a family, advancing and retreating together. ”

"So you have a little gold inkstone?"

Bai Haiping frowned: "What do you mean?" ”

Zhang Huilan sneered: "What do I mean, you know it in your own heart, the first thing that Xiao Jinzi thought of when he got the inkstone was you, and I want you to help contact an expert to identify the origin of this inkstone, what did you do?" I turned around and sold the inkstone, but I told Xiao Jinzi that it was an ordinary old inkstone, and I only bought 8,000 yuan, I was not wrong, right? ”