Skilled in managing a house

Every piece of lightning-struck wood was moved down, including jujube, peach, and golden nanmu.

Seeing this, Qiao Kun was even more excited. Seeing his father being so excited, Qiao Wanzhi became even more proud. He glanced at Uncle Du, as if to say, we have made a great contribution this time.

After a while, a respectful shout came from the entrance of the courtyard, "Boss." "Boss."

Hearing the shout, Joaquin immediately took his son to greet him.

I saw more than twenty people coming out of the manor. Walking at the front was an old man in his seventies. The old man was full of energy and had a stern look. He looked like he was getting older and stronger.

"Father." "Grandpa." "Boss.".

Qiao Kun, Qiao Wanzhi, Uncle Du and others said hello together.

The old man nodded slightly and said kindly: "Wan Zhi, you did a really good job this time. You actually brought back twelve thunder-cleaved trees at once. The thunder-cleaved wood has been so popular in the past two years that it has been very difficult to purchase. You can One person’s work is more than the other forest farms combined. Well done.”

"Thank you grandpa for the compliment." Qiao Wanzhi said excitedly immediately.

The people following the old man were all his descendants, some were Qiao Kun's brothers, and some were Qiao Wanzhi's cousins.

At this moment, the faces of these people showed jealousy.

"Father, it's incredible to be able to purchase so much thunder-cleaved wood at once. I don't know if there are any cheats here." Suddenly, an elder in his fifties beside the old man said.

This person is Qiao Jun, Qiao Kun’s second brother.

"Second brother, how could Wan Zhi cheat on others?" Qiao Kun immediately became anxious.

"Lao San, I'm not saying that Wan Zhi will pass off inferior products, but young people will inevitably make mistakes." Qiao Jun said calmly.

Seeing what his second uncle said, Qiao Wanzhi secretly resented that the bigger the family, the more they would do anything for the sake of family property and status in the family.

Qiao Wanzhi immediately smiled and said: "Second uncle, although I am young, I still have confidence in my vision. Besides, I am not the only one to go shopping, there is also Uncle Du. Could it be that we are both blind."

"Okay, okay. Don't talk about it. After taking a look, I will know if I have made a mistake. I believe that Wan Zhi's vision is not wrong." The old man tried to smooth things over with a smile.

Qiao Wanzhi acted like a good boy in front of the old man. When he saw his grandfather approaching, he quickly went up to hold his grandfather's arm and accompanied the old man to look at the thunder split wood he bought.

Qiao Kun had just looked at it again, just worried that his son would make a mistake and buy the wrong one. When he was sure that it was all struck by lightning and there was no problem at all, he was relieved.

He walked to the side of his second brother Qiao Jun with a smile, his face full of pride. Seeing how proud he was, Qiao Jun couldn't help but wonder, could it be that Qiao Wanzhi really brought back twelve lightning-struck trees this time that were guaranteed to be fake?

When we arrived at the big truck, the lightning-struck wood was arranged neatly. What kind of vision does the old man have? He can determine the authenticity at a glance. After seeing all twelve trees, he nodded with satisfaction and said: "Wan Zhi did a great job, not a single tree was missed. He is a promising young man. I think this way, in the future, the lumber market in the south will be a good place for purchasing, producing and selling." , all handed over to the third room.”

"Thank you, father." "Thank you, grandpa."

Upon hearing what the old man said, Qiao Kun and Qiao Wanzhi immediately said excitedly.

When Qiao Jun saw his father saying this, he immediately became anxious. The market in the north is all for large houses; the market in the south has half and half of second- and third-bedroom apartments. Now they are all given three-bedroom apartments. What to do with the second-bedroom apartments?

Qiao Jun said hurriedly: "Father, the market in the south has given three bedrooms, so what should I do?"

"Afforestation is taking place in the west, and I think the prospects are good. Your second roommate should be responsible for the west." The old man said directly.

"I am, father." Qiao Jun almost vomited blood.

In the west, except for the Sichuan administrative region, the felling of trees is the most serious. Now all the new trees are being planted, and the work there is responsible for can only be described as bleak.

Qiao Jun's two sons almost knelt down after hearing this.

But everyone in the Qiao family knows that the old man attaches great importance to the purchase of thunder split wood. Generally speaking, the production, processing, and sales of other wood materials are much more profitable than thunder-cleaved wood, depending on the quantity. But I always use the purchase of lightning-struck wood as the standard to measure my ability.

The most puzzling thing is that they don't even know the flow of lightning-struck wood every year. It seems that there are far less sales than there are purchases. As for where the extra thunder-split wood went, no one except the old man knew.

At this moment, an old-fashioned jeep suddenly drove over.

Everyone knows that the owner of this car is Mr. Zheng, a good friend of the old man, and can enter and leave the forest farm freely.

The jeep quickly stopped on their side, and immediately, a fifty-year-old man wearing a black Chinese tunic suit got out of the car, it was Mr. Zheng.

"Old Zheng, why are you here so early?" When he saw Mr. Zheng, the old man was the first to say hello.

Other people also quickly said hello, "Uncle Zheng." "Grandpa Zheng."...

Mr. Zheng nodded with a smile and said, "I heard that twelve thunder-cracked trees were brought back from Zhenhai at once, which was really surprising, so I rushed over as soon as I heard the movement."

"You're going too fast. All the lightning-struck trees are here, all thanks to Sanfang's work. What do you think? There are four jujube trees among them!" the old man said with a smile.

After receiving his praise again, both Qiao Kun and Qiao Wanzhi showed pride on their faces.

"Four jujube trees!" Mr. Zheng's eyes lit up, full of surprise, and he couldn't help but praise, "It's really good, it's really good..."

While praising, he walked to Lei Pimu, with the old man by his side.

When Mr. Zheng got close to Lei Pimu, he was stunned, and the smile on his face froze instantly.

He immediately stretched out his hand to touch the thunder-struck jujube tree in front of him, and his expression darkened.

Immediately afterwards, one by one the thunder-cleaved trees were touched. After touching the twelve thunder-cleaved trees, his face was already very ugly.

Everyone in the Qiao family could see his expression clearly, and the old man said in confusion: "Old Zheng, what's wrong?"

"Brother Qiao... only one of the thunder-split trees here is real, why are the others all fake?" Mr. Zheng said with an ugly face.

"What? It's fake!" Mr. Qiao was shocked.

The same is true for the people of the Qiao family. With their eyes, how could they not be able to tell the authenticity of the thunder-struck wood?

However, Mr. Zheng's words really made Qiao Jun feel happy.

Qiao Wanzhi's psychological fluctuation was the biggest. He quickly said: "Grandpa Zheng, it's impossible, right? How could these thunder-cracked wood be fake... If it is a fake, there is absolutely no way it can escape my eyes!"

His tone was full of confidence, making it even more impossible to accept the other party's statement.

Twelve thunder split trees, except for one of my own peach trees, the others were harvested. How much did it cost!