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Later, the house fell into the hands of some military officers and businessmen. Ordinary warlords and politicians really looked down upon such a large courtyard house.
The courtyard is well preserved.
The layout is regular and very particular. The house, yard, gate, second door, verandah, private school, living room, screen wall, warehouse and kitchen are all available.
There is also a small garden, which was renovated later.
Back to sit down in the main hall, the seventh generation ancestor asked Jin Feng in detail, how did he survive in the dark ice crevice? That's a whole twenty-one days.
Jin Feng said a word lightly, and immediately frightened the seventh generation ancestor and ran to the bathroom.
"There are several frozen ice corpses down there. The oldest one is twenty or thirty years old."
"I ate it when I was hungry. It tasted pretty good. There was still undigested beef jerky in my intestines. I ate it too."
It took a while for the seventh generation ancestor to come out of the bathroom with his body bent, his face turned green.
After a while, the housekeeper Fan Zhuo came in with large and small bags of things. The seventh generation ancestor couldn't eat anything.
Fan Zhuo told Jin Feng softly that the money had been counted and deposited into Jin Feng's Zika account.
The total amount is 192 million.
There is no change.
Because a pocket is a million.
The large and small bags were opened, and they were all filled with food and drink. In order to buy these things, Fan Zhuo went to several places to get them all.
The seventh generation ancestor has had good luck recently, which can be seen from his face. The boy got the Xiangxiong Dzi Bead and found his destiny, and all the bad luck was wiped out.
Having worn the Dzi Beads for so many days, my complexion has already begun to look a little more majestic.
Jin Feng was a little surprised when he saw the first appearance of the seventh generation ancestor.
¡°This kid¡¯s future achievements are very extraordinary.
It seems that Xiangxiong Dzi Bead really has a great chance with him.
Speaking of the Xiangxiong Dzi Bead, the seventh generation ancestor quickly asked Fan Zhuo to take out a check and give it to Jin Feng.
This is the money Bao Yuhua paid for Jin Feng to buy the Xiangxiong Dzi Beads.
It¡¯s not much. According to the market price, the Xiangxiong Dzi Beads are only worth 10 to 20 million!
However, Bao Yuhua¡¯s check clearly stated 30 million.
Jin Feng confiscated this check.
"I said, that is your fate. If you had not been able to climb to the place where Magakyanda Rinpoche was seated, you would have been like this for the rest of your life."
"Take the money back."
One second the seventh generation ancestor was in awe of Jin Feng, but the next second he took the check and put it in his bag.
Fan Zhuo coughed next to him and said softly: "Master, unless Mr. Jin comes forward in person, this check cannot be cashed."
The seventh generation ancestor's face was livid, he rolled his eyes at Fan Zhuo, and smiled to please Jin Feng: "Brother Feng, let's discuss something. Take out the money tomorrow"
Jin Feng looked at the seventh generation ancestor coldly: "Are you short of money?"
The seventh generation ancestor laughed happily, with a face full of flattery: "If you have too much money, it won't bite your hand. Brother, I have been very lucky recently. I will take this little money to the VIP room of Lin Yihao's house in Aodao Province"
"It turned into 100 million in one night."
¡°When the time comes, brother, I¡¯ll buy you a McLaren P1. I¡¯ve been looking for that car for a long time.¡±
"It's very cool."
"If you drive him, there will be no girl you can't pick up."
Speaking of chicks, here comes the chick.
Fan Zhuo went out and brought over several beauties, all from China and abroad. They were all young women, just in their youth.
Jin Feng immediately got up and went back to the house, pointed at the seventh generation ancestor and said: "Get out and play."
"I want to sleep."
The seventh ancestor blinked his eyes, and after Jin Feng left, he murmured to himself: "This should be my home."
Although it is true that this is the home of the seventh generation ancestor, it is Jin Feng who has the final say.
That night, the seventh generation ancestor took a large group of girls out to have fun, and they didn¡¯t get up until noon the next day.
Jin Feng was so aware of the urinary properties of the seventh generation ancestor that he got up early in the morning and hid in the courtyard without going out.
Today is the first day of the Third National Antiques Conference, and Jin Feng doesn¡¯t want to get involved.
You can¡¯t go to the Didushan restaurant either.
But he couldn¡¯t leave Tiandu City. After all, he had promised Yijia to wait until it reopened before leaving.
I don¡¯t have time to manage these things myself, so I can only leave it to my adoptive family.Keep doing it.
As for whether the restaurant makes money or not, I really don¡¯t care.
Fulfilling one of my wishes, and getting that unparalleled treasure painting, is more important than anything else.
At around ten o'clock, Jin Feng went out for some fresh air and took a leisurely walk along Shichahai. No one here expected to notice him.
Shichahai can be traced back to the time of Kublai Khan. As the largest protected area in Tianducheng, the scenery is particularly beautiful.
Prince Gong¡¯s Mansion, Prince Qing¡¯s Mansion, Drum Tower, Guanghua Temple, Guanyue Temple, and a series of scenic spots and historic sites in Baylor Mansion are lined up next to each other, with extremely high historical and cultural heritage.
Taking a leisurely stroll, I still carried a freezer bag and a very high-end cross-body bag on my back.
This bag was bought by the seventh generation ancestor from the Givenchy store in Kuala Lumpur for his own use. Because Jin Feng looks very handsome with a bag on his shoulder, especially when Jin Feng is wearing sunglasses, dressed in black, and walking down the street with a bag
That¡¯s a handsome guy! Cool!
So, the seventh generation ancestor bought it to show off.
This bag is now in Jin Feng¡¯s hands.
The quality of the bag cannot be overemphasized. It is one size larger than the original one, and there are many small bags inside, which is very suitable for Jin Feng to use.
At this time, Jin Feng was wearing a black round-neck T-shirt, black shorts, and a pair of light white sneakers.
With a shoulder bag on his back, a black sunhat on his short head, and big sunglasses, he looked like an ordinary tourist.
No one would have thought that the contents of these two bags were enough to buy half a street in Tiandu City.
Hanging around her neck is a large Hetian sapphire pendant, between her left wrist is a brilliant white watch, and between her right wrist are three black and white beads.
In her hand she was also playing with a string of ordinary black bracelets.
With just these few items, you can buy a residential building.
The sunshine at twelve o'clock was not too harsh, so I drank a bowl of not-so-authentic sour plum soup, walked in a small tree-lined alley, looked at the old people sitting around the door enjoying the cool weather, and listened to the birds singing in the trees. The shouting, everything in the alley is familiar yet strange.
Looking at the towering buildings in the distance, and then looking at everything in front of you, Jin is like traveling through time and space, modern and ancient are intertwined, quiet and peaceful but with endless vicissitudes.
During the entire hundred years, I missed so much excitement and sadness.
The old Tiandu City that was ravaged back then is now an international metropolis.
The motherland is so powerful!
There are countless places of interest and historic sites in Laotian Capital City, and every place is full of allusions and history.
Because of this, most tourists will not choose to visit the hutongs in Laotianducheng.
Walking in the quiet alley, this place has a bit of the old Tiandu city. Jin Feng ate a lot of delicious food one after another, but he felt a little emotional.
The taste is no longer the same as before, there is nothing you can do about it.
Comparing the ingredients of a hundred years ago to those of today, there is really no comparison.
At this time, Jin Feng suddenly stopped. After standing still for a few seconds, he turned around and walked two steps to a small store.
First, I asked the boss to get a pack of cigarettes, turned his head and glanced aside, and said softly: "Why is this jelly green and black?"
"Poisonous?"
The boss is a local man, about 50 or 60 years old.
After hearing Jin Feng¡¯s words, the boss suddenly became unhappy and said loudly: ¡°What¡¯s black and what¡¯s poisonous?¡±
"This is the most famous mung bean jelly in our capital city."
¡°Made from mung bean starch.¡±
"Ice-cold fish with scraped strips and leakage, crystal clear teeth with lingering cold. The flavor is as strong or light as you want, just cool or not sour."
¡°It¡¯s true that outsiders don¡¯t understand anything.¡±
Jin Feng walked closer to the stall and took a look. He hummed twice and said softly: "Is it so good? Let's have a bowl."
After hearing this, the uncle calmed down a little. They collected the money and gave the cigarettes together, spent the night cutting jelly, and asked Jin Feng in a gruff voice what flavor he liked.
"For those in Bashu, just add spicy food. And vinegar."
The uncle poured a lot of the prepared garlic juice and mustard, and then handed the bowl in his hand to Jin Feng.
"Here, let a foreigner like you have a taste of our heavenly craftsmanship."
It¡¯s different from Bashu¡¯s jelly. Laotiandu¡¯s jelly is made with some shredded carrots, mustard and various seasonings of garlic sauce prepared by yourself. The taste is sour, spicy, smooth and extremely delicious. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com