Asset sales, public auctions.

It turned out that an elderly person had passed away in this household, and the children were selling the old man's relics and real estate.

'Selling' is not an auction.

Because of the different cognitions, I can't understand it.

Under normal circumstances, I thought that no one would buy relics, but in fact, there were seven or eight cars parked in front of the house, and there were more than ten buyers, which was very lively.

When I came to the front, the grass at the door was full of items for sale, including two bicycles for 120 yuan, a writing desk for 30 yuan, a student desk for 25 yuan, an oil painting of the Badaling Great Wall for 35 yuan, and an antique pendulum clock in 1959 for 400 yuan.

Others include televisions, printers, lamps, globes, many works of art, speakers, bookcases, books, safes, chairs, garment steamers, candlesticks, garage tools, and so on.

Including the house, all the items in the interior are left behind, all are washed and wiped, and put them out for sale, even including tableware and kitchenware.

Zhang Jing carefully looked at all the sellers, hoping to pick up a small leak, make a little money, and pay wages to employees.

No good things were found in front, so Zhang Jing came to the garage.

The garage is open on both sides, front and back, and on the other side is the backyard, where there are also some things for sale, such as the swimming pool, the inflatable kind.

There are also swing-style benches, and even potted plants are also items for sale.

Stopping in front of a flower garden, the yellow dog Smart Bean, wearing a muzzle, raised his head and barked at Zhang Jing twice.

Looking at the yellow dog, Zhang Jing was thoughtful.

"Your dog is special, what breed is it?" A middle-aged woman in her forties walked over to greet and ask.

"Country Dog." Zhang Jing replied.

The middle-aged woman just said politely, pointed to the flower garden composed of potted plants and asked, "Do you like flowers?" ”

Zhang nodded and praised: "They are well taken care of." ”

"My father loved plants," said the middle-aged woman, "and he bought a lot of books for it." ”

"I want to buy Lianhua and the house together, how much will this house sell for?" Zhang Jingyu asked in surprise.

The middle-aged woman's eyes lit up, she knew that Asians were generally rich, but she didn't expect the people in front of her to be so decisive and courageous, and introduced: "We plan to sell 2.6 million meters." ”

"We" refers to the children of the original owner, who sold everything and sold the house, and then divided the money, that is, the inheritance.

"How much is the interior area? What is the size of the front and back yards? ”

"Excluding the two-car garage, the interior area is 2,475 square feet, the front yard is 1,022 square feet, and the rear yard is 1,295 square feet."

1 square meter is equivalent to about 10.76 square feet, which translates to an indoor area of about 230 square meters, with a front yard of about 95 square meters and a back yard of about 120 square meters.

Zhang Jing didn't know the price, "I'll call and ask." ”

"Please." The middle-aged woman is polite.

Zhang Jing called Barbie and asked in front of the hostess, describing the address, area, decoration and price of the house.

"BOSS," Barbie introduced, "comprehensive analysis, the house is not expensive, not cheap, ordinary market price, there is no leakage to pick up." ”

Zhang Jingzhi hung up the phone and discussed with the hostess, "2.6 million is not bargained, and there are no furniture and appliances that have been sold." ”

"Deal."

The hostess handed forward without thinking.

It's a sell-off, those are accessories and small things, it takes a week or two to deal with them, so it's better to pack them and sell them without worry.

In the afternoon, I signed the contract directly, and then went through the tax payment process, and the matter was handed over to Barbie.

After waiting quietly for a week and getting the key, Zhang Jing brought Smart Beans back again.

Open the front door, walk through the living room, walk through the kitchen, walk straight to the backyard flower bed, and remove the pots of flowers and plants.

Below is a three-square-sized concrete floor, about five centimeters lower than the ground, and smart beans are jumping on the concrete floor.

"You'd better not make a mistake," Zhang Jing viciously reminded Smart Bean, "otherwise eat dog meat at night." ”

An iron crowbar was found from the garage, and Zhang Jing tentatively prying it along the edge, which could be prryed up.

Lifting the cement slab, there was a pit more than a meter deep below, and inside were four white 'paint buckets', fifty pounds of the kind.

I don't know what it is, but I put it all into the Mithril space, put the cement lid back on, and put the many flower pots back in their place.

At this time, the doorbell rang in the front yard, and the potted plants were quickly reset, and Zhang Jing trotted past the living room and opened the door.

Ooh~

Outside the door was a wheat-colored, sweet-looking, blue-eyed, thin-faced, thin-legged blonde girl holding a box of chocolates in her hand.

"Hello new neighbor, my name is Lindsay. Moore, live next door to your left. ”

Zhang Jing looked at the villa on the left, a very beautiful frame two-story single-family villa, belonging to a wealthy family.

"Thanks, I was about to go out, so I won't invite you into the house to sit." As he spoke, Zhang Jing took the chocolate from the other party's hand.

Lindsey. Moore was embarrassed and said, "It's okay,"

Driving the pickup all the way back to the winery, Zhang Jing locked himself in the room of the murderous mansion and took out a white plastic paint bucket to study.

Laboriously pried open the lid of the barrel, inside was a three-layer plastic bag, cut open the bag, and the inside was tightly wrapped with a light brown powdery solid substance, definitely not paint.

Obviously, the light brown solid matter in front of him was beyond the scope of Zhang Jing's cognition.

When encountering difficulties in finding an expert, Zhang Jing put on gloves, took a little solid object and put it in the palm of his hand to take a photo and send it to him.

The old rule, there is also an appraisal fee of 300 yuan, which is directly transferred to a red envelope.

It was the middle of the night again, Xu Zehong was just about to go to bed, and he was stunned when he received the photo.

He is an expert in historical books and ancient relics, and he is also involved in meteorite meteors, but in Zhang Jing's place, he seems to be omnipotent.

For the sake of money, Xu Zehong put on reading glasses, saw the photo clearly, vaguely guessed something, but was not sure.

After a few words of advice to his wife, he put on a thick coat and left the dormitory, and then went to another dormitory building to knock on the door of a colleague in the chemistry department.

"Wang, help me see if this is fentanyl."

The chemistry teacher who called Lao Wang took the phone, didn't need to look at it, and nodded affirmatively, "It's fentanyl, it seems to have been stored for too long, and the resurgence is serious." ”

"Is it still useful?" Xu Zehong asked.

"If the amount is large, just use professional equipment to bake it, but it is illegal to trade fentanyl, your wife is sick and taking medicine is expensive, you must not mess around, I can borrow you for emergency if you need money."

Taking back the phone, Xu Zehong deleted the picture, "I won't do anything illegal, don't worry." ”

Zhang Jing soon knew that the paint bucket was filled with analgesic fentanyl, which belonged to a type of D product, and he also knew that they had been stored for a long time.

Frightened, he decisively deleted the chat history with Xu Zehong, worried that the deletion would not be clean, so he first soaked the phone in water, then smashed it inch by inch, soaked it in water again, scooped it up and smashed it again.

until thin.

I have to be careful, one pound of prison sitting, two hundred pounds... Shivering.

Leaving the main house of the murderous house, he found Barbie, who was working in the liquor house, and instructed, "Bellevue's house, find workers to partially renovate it, and then put it up for sale." ”

"Okay."

At this time, four-year-old Dilin, with pigtails on her head, walked in hand with a smile and three-year-old David, and saw Zhang Jing obediently called, "Uncle Zhang Jing is good." ”

"Hello."

Zhang Jing gently stroked the little heads of the two children, feeling very cute.

Seeing people's thoughts, Zhang Jing thought of his previous promise to Dillon.

Also considering Dillon's outstanding contribution to defending the racecourse that night and killing the top six, he looked at Barbie and asked, "How is the school district in that house in Bellevue?" ”

"The housing prices in the neighborhood are more than 2 million, the housing prices are expensive, the property taxes are more, the expenses that can be used for education and public security are more, and there are many famous teachers, and the school district is one of the best school district houses in Bellevue."

"Then it won't be sold," Zhang Jing clapped, "and then leave it for Dilen to go to school." ”

Barbie's mouth opened wide in surprise and Spartan on the spot.

"I'm going to go on a long trip, and I'll leave the winery and the horse farm to you."

Originally, there was 6.88 million money in the card, 2.6 million was spent, and the balance was 4.28 million, which could not buy Manor 1049, and the bullets must be kept sufficient, and it would not work if you didn't go out.