Originally, Zhang Jing planned to go to Xiangjiang to deal with the pillar himself, such as handing it over to an auction house.
Thinking about it now, the risk is too great. Even if the farm is closed, it cannot withstand the crazy Indy people. It is better to leave it to the Xu family. Although the commission is 20%, the auction house also charges commission, and more.
With a decision in his mind, Zhang Jing looked into Xu Jiu's big eyes and said, "I got a Dharma Pillar."
"Pillar of Law?" The unpopular knowledge was beyond Xu Jiu's cognition, "What is that?"
"During the Maurya Dynasty, King Ashoka used a stone pillar to record laws. It was thirty meters high, three meters in diameter at the bottom, and half a meter in diameter at the top. It was thicker at the bottom and thinner at the top. The circle pattern in the middle of the Indian flag is still the four on the national flag. The golden lion, these designs all come from another pillar."
"How many pillars are preserved?" Xu Jiu asked.
"The only known one is in Delhi, and the other one is in my hand."
"Wow," Xu Jiu felt curious, "How much is it worth?"
"200 million to 500 million yuan, the highest price is sold to Indians."
"Indy people are the hardest to do business with," Xu Jiu complained. "They have a bad reputation and are not good customers. Why don't you sell the pillar to the Xu family and send it directly to the Xiangshan Museum."
Zhang Jing did not expect such a turn, and lamented that the Xu family was wealthy.
No matter what, this is a good thing for Zhang Jing. It can be realized easily and without any danger. He immediately put on a smile and said, "I will send the things to you in Xiangjiang. Can you find an expert to take a look?"
Xu Jiu smiled and responded with a clear voice, "Okay."
After the matter was settled, Zhang Jing said goodbye and left. On the way to the cowshed area, he felt a wave of relief. The group of Indians were so crazy that he felt a little scared. For safety reasons, they even refused to let the farm children go to school.
Good things come in pairs. As soon as he arrived at the bullpen area compound, Shen Mingming called.
"All the approvals and procedures have been obtained. The 10 square kilometers of forest land you drew on the map has been allowed to be sold by the Yamen. The price is 7 million yuan."
Unexpectedly, Zhang Jing wondered, "Why so fast?"
"The local government needs to collect taxes," Shen Mingming said on the phone. "There is quite a lot of land that has been sold on the periphery of Whale Mountain, including some commercial land, such as ropeways."
"Hard."
"The work is not hard," Shen Mingming asked on the phone, "Do you plan to hold the land in your own name? You can trade it now."
"I don't plan to hold it for a long time. If it's convenient, use your name to hold it for me for a while."
"no problem."
There is no room ticket or purchase limit in Citi Country. Foreigners can also buy it. Shen Mingming is willing to help. After all, Zhang Jing is his biggest customer.
"One more thing," Zhang Jing introduced, "Kanfan Farm has been sold. You can send someone over to help me with the procedures."
Shen Mingming promised to send someone over immediately. To facilitate business, he had moved the company and team from Seattle to Los Angeles.
I hung up the phone, stepped out of the car, and stepped on a pile of chicken poop with my foot. Damn!
The cowshed area is centered on a cobblestone-paved courtyard of more than 800 square meters, with dormitories, restaurants, various warehouses, chicken and duck houses, cold storage and other buildings on both sides.
Therefore, the yard is used very frequently, and even chickens like to roam around.
Passing by the door of the practice room that was converted from a utility room, there was a heavy banging sound inside. Worried about Milika's safety, Zhang Jing walked in.
The situation is indeed very bad. Lin Shufan is training Milika to hit a wooden pillar about half a meter in diameter fixed on the ground.
Oh my God, Milika's exposed skin was bruised and bruised, and even her head was covered in wounds.
Zhang Jing felt pain at the root of his tooth and reminded Lin Shufan, "Mr. Lin, is this too harmful to the body?"
Lin Shufan is the father-in-law of Xu Zehong. He is 82 years old this year. He has practiced hard-style kung fu iron cloth shirt all his life. He is very strong despite his age and can knock down bulls with one move. He is very respected on the farm.
"Injuries are unavoidable," Lin Shufan introduced. "Milika is a good young talent, but it's a pity that she started practicing martial arts too late and needs to put in more effort."
"Then when will she graduate?" Zhang Jing hoped that Milika would suffer less.
"There is no limit to learning, and there is no limit to martial arts. This is something that requires practice throughout your life. As for how far you can go, you can only say that the master will lead you, and the practice depends on the individual."
"Okay," Zhang Jing reminded, "Milica is a girl after all. She wants to fall in love. Don't make her look like she's covered in muscle lumps."
Lin Shufan introduced with a smile, "The iron cloth shirt is a hard-core kung fu, but it actually has its own subtleties. To understand its subtleties, you need a lot of practice, and you need to learn to get started early. Once you get started, you won't have any muscle knots on your body."
Zhang Jing didn't understand. He guessed that the early stage should be hard training and body polishing, and the middle and later stages should be based on comprehension.
"Thank you," Zhang Jing hugged Lin Shufan, "How are Mattim and Yunique?"
"Mattim has a weak physical condition and is far behind Milika. Fortunately, he is willing to endure hardships and trains hard every day after school and on weekends, but he will not have great achievements in the future. Although Yunique's body and bones are okay, But my heart is not about practicing martial arts, I can only say that I can protect myself when encountering two or three hooligans."
"It's good if you can protect yourself." Zhang Jing was very satisfied.
Yunique likes to read and always carries books with her. Her goal is Harvard. Everyone has their own goals in life. It doesn't matter if you don't like practicing martial arts. If you can knock down two or three people and run away when you encounter bad guys, that's enough.
Seeing that Zhang Jing was young and already looked like an old father, Lin Shufan regretted, "When I was your age, in order to practice martial arts, I failed to fulfill my responsibilities as a husband and father, and did not give Mengmeng enough company. Now I think about it very much." regret."
When it comes to companionship, Zhang Jing thought that tomorrow is the day of the Los Angeles Chargers' first game of the year. Milika mentioned before that she and her mother both like football and the Chargers.
Thinking of this, Zhang Jing waved to Milika who was sweating profusely, "There is a Lightning team game tomorrow. Call Mr. Daikin and we will watch it together."
Milica was sweating profusely and happily agreed.
Zhang Jing smiled. He had no treasure hunting mission for the time being. He was just waiting for Shen Mingming to buy the Whale Mountain tombs, transfer the Kanfen farm to Xu Jiu's name, and then Feixiangjiang handed over the pillar to the Xu family. The pressure on his shoulders was light. .
While Zhang Jing is enjoying a happy life, Noleta, who has not fully recovered from her injury, also plans to take her son to watch the Lightning game tomorrow.
At the same time, 50 kilometers due north of Los Angeles, in a place called Little Rock, a group of masked strongmen broke into a local weapons store in broad daylight and stole a large number of weapons.
The police immediately began a pursuit and a large-scale search, because tomorrow is the first day of the annual rugby league game in Los Angeles. It is conservatively estimated that tens of thousands of people will come to watch the game, and there is no room for sloppiness.
