To sign a contract, of course, you have to press your fingerprint.

Jiang Xiaobai took out a box of new ink clay from his bag and said, "Use this!" ”

Wei Xiaobao was surprised: "Isn't it the same?" ”

Jiang Xiaobai said casually: "Some of the previous ones are dry, and this humidity is suitable." ”

In comparison, the old ink mud before was indeed a little dry, while the new ink mud that Jiang Xiaobai took out was moist and bright.

Wei Xiaobao didn't think much about it, his fingers dipped in the ink, and pressed the handprint.

Jiang Xiaobai is the same.

After finishing the matter, he took out two pieces of toilet paper to dry his hands, handed one to Wei Xiaobao, and said with a smile: "After the contract is signed, let's go to the bank together, and I will withdraw the money to you." ”

Wei Xiaobao was overjoyed, saying that he was not in a hurry, but he didn't mean to stay at all, followed Jiang Xiaobai out of the door, locked the door and handed over the key to Jiang Xiaobai.

Jiang Xiaobai took it with a smile and put it in his handbag.

Lin Jiajun found an agricultural bank nearby, Jiang Xiaobai took 20,000 yuan, gave 18,000 to Wei Xiaobao, and kept 2,000 for himself.

Next, the three of them went to go through the house transfer procedures together.

"Boss Jiang, the money and goods are both gone, I will leave!"

Coming out of the Housing Authority, Wei Xiaobao said happily.

Jiang Xiaobai didn't keep it either, and said goodbye.

Wei Xiaobao said hello to Lin Jiajun and left in a hurry.

"Where to go now?"

After getting into the car again, Lin Jiajun asked.

Jiang Xiaobai said: "Go back and look at those old furniture." ”

Lin Jiajun pursed his lips: "Didn't you buy it all?" What else is there to see? ”

Jiang Xiaobai smiled: "I'll pick some, you find someone to help me transport them back to Jiangwan." ”

Lin Jiajun said in surprise: "Do you still plan to use those old furniture?" ”

Jiang Xiaobai nodded: "Of course, the past is for the present, such a good old furniture, I don't need to buy it, is it really piled up?" ”

Lin Jiajun shook his head: "I don't understand, what are the good things about those hometowns?" ”

Jiang Xiaobai explained to him.

In the friction of daily life, old furniture not only precipitates time, but also leaves the mark of life, so it has a sense of history.

The delicately polished corners, the delicate and ingenious mortise and tenon design, the skillful techniques of those craftsmen hundreds of years ago, and the soul carved by a knife and a line are quietly showing their love for nature and life to the world.

Lin Jiajun listened to it and said with a smile: "It's so literary and artistic, it's really boring." ”

Jiang Xiaobai smiled: "Then I'll tell you something commercial." ”

Lin Jiajun immediately became interested: "You say! ”

Jiang Xiaobai said: "The furniture you buy now, no matter how much money you buy now, it will be worthless if you want to sell it after a period of time." ”

"But the old furniture is different, don't look at the fact that I spent 10,000 yuan to buy it back now, if I want to sell it in the future, these pieces of furniture can become hundreds of millions!"

Creak!

Lin Jiajun braked suddenly, the jeep stopped, and Jiang Xiaobai almost hit his head on the passenger seat in front.

"What are you doing?"

Jiang Xiaobai sat down again and asked angrily.

Fortunately, there were no cars on the road at this time.

If the future generations suddenly braked so the streets of the city, it would definitely cause a series of rear-end accidents.

Lin Jiajun took a breath and said, "You said that those furniture can be sold for hundreds of millions in the future?" ”

Jiang Xiao gave him a blank look and said, "Can't you?" ”

Lin Jiajun said: "How is it possible? If those pieces of furniture can be sold for hundreds of millions, wouldn't it be more profitable than the lottery you did. ”

Jiang Xiaobai smiled faintly: "How can this be the same, who knows if you will win the lottery if you buy a lottery ticket, but those old furniture are really in my hands, and I will not lose money in the future." ”

"However, hundreds of millions are too much!" Lin Jiajun still couldn't believe it, and said: "You are now engaged in more than 30 industries, and the total amount of money you make is not hundreds of millions, right?" ”

Jiang Xiaobai nodded: "Jiangjia Group doesn't have so much money now, but hundreds of millions in the future is a fart!" ”

Lin Jiajun was speechless for a while, and said after a long time: "Since those old furniture are so valuable, why are you still bargaining so much, and you are losing 7,000 yuan!" ”

Jiang Xiaobai said: "Businessmen have been pursuing profit maximization, not to mention that what I said is that those old furniture will be worth so much money in the future, and the current market, the price I give is fair." ”

As they spoke, they returned to the old house again.

Jiang Xiaobai took out the key from his bag, threw it to Lin Jiajun, and said, "Open the door, this side will be yours to keep it in the future!" ”

Lin Jiajun took the key and opened the door, but muttered, "Why do you want me to take care of it?" ”

Jiang Xiaobai said with a smile: "One guest doesn't bother the two masters, you take care of the house in Jiangkou, and this set is naturally under your control." ”

When the two entered the house, Jiang Xiaobai began to choose, pointed to the shelf bed, and said, "This, you find someone to help me transport it back to Jiangwan, don't break it, I will sleep in the future!" ”

Lin Jiajun couldn't help but say: "I don't know how many years this bed has been around at a glance, who knows who has slept on this bed?" Have you ever died, and you dare to sleep? ”

Jiang Xiaobai glared at him: "As far as you talk a lot, the bed is just a tool, such a bed is equipped with a mosquito net, sleep in it to hide the wind and gather qi......"

Lin Jiajun hurriedly stopped him: "Okay, okay, I'll find someone who understands to remove it, anyway, it's a mortise and tenon structure, and it won't be bad if you remove it." ”

Jiang Xiaobai nodded, the old furniture is so good, it can be disassembled and installed.

After it is transported back to Jiangwan, I will find Carpenter Tan to make a good Simmons according to the size of the bed, and it will be perfect.

Then, he chose a book case, a confession case, an interstitial screen and a few chairs, and asked Lin Jiajun to find someone to transport back to Jiangwan.

"You don't need to dismantle these things, just pack them as a whole!" Jiang Xiaobai said.

Lin Jiajun nodded in agreement.

Jiang Xiaobai came to the bookcase where he had written the contract before, picked up the box of old ink clay on it, and put it in his bag.

When Lin Jiajun saw it, he was surprised and said, "Xiaobai, what's so special about this box of ink?" You're going to put it away separately. ”

Jiang Xiaobai said casually: "This is a box of old ink clay, and it is Longquan lotus silk cinnabar ink clay whose craftsmanship has been lost. ”

Lin Jiajun was puzzled and said, "Is it worth a lot?" ”

Jiang Xiaobai chuckled and said, "It depends on whose hands it is." ”

Lin Jiajun said: "In this way, it is worth money in your hands." ”

Jiang Xiaobai waved his hand: "In my hands, it is worth tens of thousands of yuan, and if it is placed in the hands of those who do high-imitation ancient calligraphy and painting, the value is immeasurable." ”

For high-imitation ancient paintings or calligraphy, not only the paper should be contemporaneous with the painter or calligrapher, but even the ink and ink should also be contemporary, so as to confuse the real with the fake.

Otherwise, it is easy for connoisseurs to identify.

Lin Jiajun understood something else, and said, "Are you going to find someone to paint or calligraphy works high?" ”

Jiang Xiaobai said angrily: "Why am I doing that?" Imitation is imitation after all, and it is not as valuable as the real thing. ”

Lin Jiajun thought for a while, and suddenly asked, "Xiaobai, are ancient paintings valuable?" ”