When Yi was at the village chief Ma's house, he didn't forget to look at their furniture. He couldn't get the rounds of wooden steamed wine. Other things that were not necessary to make wine can still be negotiated!

But he looked around but didn't find any furniture made of Huanghuali. Even Song Yi had seen the beams and pillars of their house, but they were not Huanghuali.

But Song Yi kept all this in his heart and didn't say it out.

But I don’t know what great fortune it was. When Song Yi helped He Jian to sleep at night, he realized that the big bed where Village Chief Ma and He Jian slept seemed to be made of yellow rosewood.

He Jian, who was sleeping like a pig, pushed into the bed. Song Yi called the flashlight and carefully identified it. It was indeed from Hainan Huanghuali Wood. No matter the golden material of the bed board or the grimaces all over it, Song Yi could conclude that the bed was made of old Huanghuali Wood.

The so-called grimace is actually various beautiful patterns formed by clear textures of Huanghuali during the process of forming veins.

After scraping the cut surface hard, a rich fragrance will be emitted, spicy and rich, which is the unique fragrance of Huanghuali.

What surprised Song Yi the most was that the material of this piece of huanghuali was very wide. As we all know, the material of huanghuali was extremely difficult to produce. What people value most was the core material in the middle of huanghuali. Huanghuali wood as the size of Macun Chang's bed would take at least hundreds of years to become ingredient.

Song Yixin said that he was really lucky now, and it would be better to get rid of it if he had the chance. Otherwise, when the army that crazily acquired Huanghualimu came, it would still be cheaper for others!

But this big bed is not as good as agarwood. Village Chief Ma would not have taken it out so easily. After using it for a long time, he always feels emotional. Moreover, once this bed is removed, there will be no place to sleep.

Song Yi thought maybe buying a beautiful bed and changing it with him would solve this question. Of course, it would be better to ask Village Chief Ma before making a decision. (〕〕

Song Yi was also a little tired after the bumpy sky. It was already past six o'clock in the morning when he woke up. It was already dawn. He Jian, who had drunk too much rice wine last night, was still sleeping soundly. Song Yi woke up and couldn't sleep again. If he was at home, he could do something when he was about to get up early. It was not so convenient to travel outside, so he had something to do. Song Yi packed up his painting tools and thought that he couldn't draw it at this time, so he put it down again and went out with his camera on his back. He thought that it would be not too late to get familiar with the nearby scenery.

As soon as Song Yi went out, he met Village Chief Ma in the yard with a dry tobacco pipe in his arms. When he saw him, he greeted him enthusiastically, "Xiao Song got up so early!"

"Mr. Ma's bed, I fell asleep as soon as I lay down. I should wake up after sleeping for so long. But Village Chief Ma, why did he get up so early? If his son and wife are promising, there is no need for the old village chief to worry about it. You should have more rest!" Song Yi replied with a smile.

Village Chief Ma laughed and said, "I'm used to it, but I can't sleep when I get old. It's good for you young people to sleep more!"

"It's a lot of benefits to going to bed early and getting up early! The mountains are air and the scenery is beautiful. I'm planning to go out and take some photos!" Song Yi raised the camera in his hand, "Why do I take a picture to Mr. Ma."

Village Chief Ma quickly waved his hand and said forgot it, and said enthusiastically, "The mountains are in a complicated way, why don't I take you there!"

Song Yi smiled and said, "I just walk around the village. There are still many things to do with the old village chief. Although it is not the season for picking fragrance, it is impossible for the villagers to sell all the agarwood that they used to be. The old village chief doesn't want to see us returning empty-handed, right!"

"I'll go and talk to them now. Xiao Song remembers to come back for breakfast later. (〕" Village Chief Ma understood and smiled.

"By the way, there is another thing that I have to bother the old village chief. We also want to buy rosewood at a high price. Whether it is old furniture or old materials or new materials, as long as it is yellow rosewood, the purchase price is lower than that of agarwood but will definitely be lower than the market price. Please help me promote it."

Village Chief Ma asked curiously, "You want Huanghuali too?"

"This is a famous treasure mountain, with many things. Huanghuali is also a kind of spice, and the scientific name is Jiangxiang Huangtan. People used it to make Buddha fragrance, but I think it is too wasteful to make Buddha fragrance. Huanghuali wood is more suitable for making furniture. Like the Huanghuali bed in the old village chief's house, it is strong and beautiful."

Village Chief Ma smiled bitterly and said, "Who is the young man nowadays looking at such old-fashioned furniture! They know the pursuit style, but they didn't expect Xiao Song had a unique vision."

"There is no way! They are influenced by the elders in the family, so they like this kind of simple and simple furniture, saying that the colorful things are meaningful, and that is what it means to be tasteful! I heard that I came to Hainan for a trip, so I asked me to bring some huanghuali wood back, saying that I was planning to build a few sets of huanghuali furniture!" When Song Yi answered, his mind began to become active, but he could work hard on the son and wife of Village Chief Ma. The idea of ​​buying a good bed to change it might actually work.

"There are rare nowadays. Everyone has cut a lot of them before, and there are many of them used in front of and behind the house. I'll ask you! You really have bought this Huanghuali for a high price?" After hearing Song Yi say this, Village Chief Ma's eyes looked at him differently than usual. He was really a filial child.

"Yes! The bigger the size, the higher the price, the smaller the price. (〕" Song Yi heard that there was a chance, "I thanked the old village chief first!"

"I'm so kind to me!"

Song Yi

If you are kind, the two of them went out. Village Chief Ma got up early to help Song Yi promote the affairs of agarwood and Huanghuali Wood. Song Yi walked around the village and pressed the shutter to take a photo when he saw the scenery. Song Yi carried the painting tools with him and planned to paint. Paintings like Lijia Mountain Village that reflect the national customs and are close to life are very popular and are also a subject that famous painters have always loved. Although Song Yi is confident in painting it, he must first get familiar with it in his heart and be confident.

Song Yi circled around the village and when he returned to Village Chief Ma's house, the sun had already risen high.

Village Chief Ma hasn't come back yet, and Lin Baoqing and He Jian have not yet gotten up. He just laughed and told them not to drink too much. The two of them didn't believe in evil and kept tempting themselves.

Village Chief Ma's son and wife were very hospitality, just like the old village chief. She invited Song Yi to have breakfast, including rice wine and boiled eggs, which can not only serve as food for entertaining guests, but also a good thing for nourishing the body during pregnancy and confinement.

After breakfast, Song Yi, who was bored, thought of taking time to draw, but unexpectedly came one after another. The mountainous people carried agarwood and yellow flower pears on their shoulders. However, they responded to the call of Village Chief Ma, saying that a few gods of wealth came to the village to buy agarwood at a high price and told everyone not to hide the agarwood in their hands. They also said that they were both big and small. So, those who were active came to try the waters with some of them.

Village Chief Ma has such a great appeal in the village, and Song Yi is happy, and he can save a lot of effort. At this time, Lin Baoqing and He Jian were still sleeping, and Song Yi only carried it first. (　　

Fortunately, Song Yi was used to the scene and was busy but not in a mess at the moment. He asked Village Chief Ma's son and daughter-in-law to help maintain order. While identifying agarwood and yellow rosewood, he quoted the villagers who came here. Agarwood of average quality was purchased at a price of 20% higher than the market price, while the price of high-quality agarwood was 30% higher.

As for Huanghuali, the villagers brought small items. Such Huanghuali is also very useful. It is OK to make a pen holder and carve into various cultural and play objects. Of course, agarwood can be like this. Compared to the very luxurious burning of incense and incense, the utilization rate of making rosary objects is much more efficient, and it can still be used for burning after being placed for a long time.

Whether it is agarwood or yellow rosewood, Song Yi is both meat and vegetable-sized, but he still hopes to collect as large pieces of yellow rosewood as possible. Seeing that there are too many people in the yard, Song Yi said to them, "The price of large-scale yellow rosewood is higher. If you have it, you can move it here!"

A small piece of Huanghuali can be exchanged for hundreds of dollars. Song Yi's words made the villagers even more excited. For large items, it would cost at least a thousand dollars!

"I have a cabinet with Huanghuali, but it's a pity that it's too big to move!"

"I have a big table with Huanghuali in my house. I am afraid that the old village chief's house will not be able to put it down!" a man in his forties shouted, causing a burst of laughter.

Song Yi was full of energy and loud voice, and replied loudly, "It doesn't matter if you can't move, it's okay to go to your house to see after a while."

"Ashun knows where my family is!" Ashun is the son of Village Chief Ma. He was also a little ready to move after Song Yi said this. This was like a loss of money from the sky! Why didn't he expect that Huanghuali was as valuable as agarwood before!

Song Yi said loudly again, "As long as it is made of Huanghuali and agarwood, it can be sold for money, whether it is furniture, cooking utensils, or beams and pillars!"

After Song Yi said this, the villagers below were even more in a mess. Song Yi heard someone saying, "Alang, hurry up and demolish your house! The pillar of the house is Huanghuali, and I think it can be exchanged for at least 2,000 yuan!"

"The beams and pillars of your family are all from Huanghuali! Why don't you dismantle them and exchange them for money!"

"If there is really a beam and pillar of Huanghuali wood, I can consider asking someone to help everyone demolish the house and build it after I have seen it!" Song Yi's words undoubtedly ignited the villagers' greater enthusiasm. (　　

"Is there such a good thing really?" Many villagers asked each other. When they saw each other's white money in their hands, they believed that all this was not a dream, and that such a good thing was indeed there.

Song Yi did not forget to promote loudly, "If you sell me agarwood and huanghuali to me in the future, the price will be as good as today. If you have anything to sell to me in the future, just look for Village Chief Ma, and he will contact me."

Village Chief Ma went out to do publicity and before he could go home, Song Yi dragged Ma Shun out as a watch.

I heard that as long as I sold the things to him, there would be such good things in the future. The villagers once again became popular. Village Chief Ma's yard was not lively for a while.

While doing publicity loudly, Song Yi did not stop working hard. He was busy with the appraisal and graded, calculated the price, and was very busy. He was unwilling to let the villagers who came to the village chief's house wait for a long time.

It is not surprising that Huanghuali also has such value before. But when it comes to agarwood, the mountain people are experts and not fools. Seeing that Song Yi is a heroic person, he not only knows the fragrance, but also knows the quality of each agarwood, and the price offered to them is also very kind, not as cunning as the dealers who came to the village to buy agarwood before, and they almost immediately became fond of him. (All novels are speeding updates:] Those mountain people who had heard the words of Village Chief Ma and had a skeptical attitude and only had a little agarwood after seeing this scene, they immediately went home and took all the remaining agarwood. If they could sell it for a price, who would keep it in their hands?

When Lin Baoqing woke up, he felt that he was not

I got drunk unconsciously and slept so late, and came outside | Many people also had something to do.

While Lin Baoqing was in a hurry to wash, she was still recalling what happened last night. Fortunately, although she was drunk at that time, she did not do anything shameful. Otherwise, she would have been embarrassed to see others in the future. This was the first time she was drunk.

She remembered Song Yi and kept urging them not to drink too much, and she felt even more embarrassed. As for what she said last night, she couldn't remember clearly, because she thought Song Yi wouldn't care about her. After spending a long time together since childhood, Lin Bao also touched Song Yi's temperament and broad-mindedness.

When Lin Baoqing came out and saw the mountains of agarwood and yellow rosewood piled up in the yard, standing in groups of three or three in the yard talking enthusiastically, Lin Baoqing's beautiful cheeks seemed to be dyed with colorful clouds. Looking at Song Yi, he also felt extremely guilty. It was all because the Li family's rice wine was so delicious that she missed the big thing and left all the things to Song Yi to bear.

Song Yi greeted her, and did not tell her about her drunkenness. He just smiled and said, "I didn't expect these mountain people to be so enthusiastic. They have sent so many things in a while. Baoqing, come and have a look. There are a lot of agarwood you like!"

Although I felt embarrassed, Lin Baoqing, who had always been elegant and generous, still let go of his shame and went over to help him.

The more she looked, the more surprised she became. There were many fine agarwoods from these people. | The more agarwoods they could smell the fragrance they emit.

Generally speaking, the most important thing to identify the quality of agarwood is to smell the taste of agarwood, and you can also use the amount of oil to identify it. Generally, agarwood does not have much smell at room temperature. Only when incense is inflatable, the smell it smells is the purest and most capable of identifying the quality of agarwood.

But in this large-scale acquisition, it is obviously impossible to use incense to identify it.

Not to mention that agarwood is not realistic for incense. If you have this leisure, don’t forget that people’s noses are adaptable. If the same fragrance is smelled, you won’t smell any special smell, let alone identify their quality or bad.

As soon as Lin Baoqing came, the pressure on Song Yi suddenly eased a lot, and Song Yi asked Lin Baoqing to settle the score.

Lin Baoqing admired the fact that the agarwood was weighed by agarwood rosewood. Song Yi also tried the best with his tongue and encouraged Lin Baoqing to do the appraisal with a smile.

Lin Baoqing knew that there was such a way to identify agarwood. The best agarwood tasted a warm, soft and numb, but she kept her mouth open and didn't dry. That was not equivalent to indirect kissing! Especially in front of so many people.

Even these mountain people felt that at his age, it was indeed a bit amazing, because Song Yi always said it correctly, and the price he quoted to them was often higher than their psychologically expected price. They were all simple people and would not do unethical things like pouring cement into agarwood. If they really did such unethical things, they would only be humiliating and would not be human in the village in the future.

Lin Baoqing was very curious about the agarwood brought by these villagers, and she often surprised her.

She saw the excellent works in the book and immediately shouted, "So there are really ~ spots!"

"Does the little girl know anything? "Are you a 50-year-old man asking with a smile.

Lin Baoqing smiled and said, "Why don't I know! There is a saying in the poems of Song Dynasty."

She has been studying incense for a while. People are smart and willing to work hard. This is a difficult story. There may be more allusions to be told casually than these villagers who often pick incense.

"This is the most suitable thing to make agarwood bracelet!" Lin Baoqing took another eye on a black agarwood, which is more than one meter long and has a diameter of about forty centimeters. How many beads are there!

"Stop looking, it's all yours! Do whatever you want. Help settle the score now!" Song Yi joked with her.

"It's up to what's wrong!" Lin Baoqing glanced at him, but still helped calculate the price obediently. He felt particularly happy when he saw the smiles on the faces of the villagers. There was no need to say much about the joy in his heart. These were all the fine agarwood treasured by the villagers at home.

He Jianqiu was later than Lin Baoqing. He wanted to help move the agarwood trees. Song Yi pulled him aside and asked him to go out to buy cigarettes, wine and delicious food to come back to entertain the villagers who came to deliver agarwood, and then withdraw some more money.

Seeing that he couldn't help here, He Jian hurriedly had some lunch with Song Yi and others, and then took the order.

In the following days, Song Yi and Lin Baoqing purchased agarwood and Huanghuali wood in the yard. Village Chief Ma's influence is far more than this village. Villagers in nearby villages heard that someone bought agarwood at high prices. After the family had agarwood, they also asked Song Yi that the farther his influence, the better.

He Jian was not familiar with agarwood, so he did logistics work and was responsible for contacting the vehicle to be transported back to the East China Sea. In addition, there were also Huanghuali purchased from Sanya, so it was not an exaggeration to use the goods to load them.

These days, several people have been living in the house of Ma Village Chief Ma. Ma Shun also has different thoughts when he sees others selling hot tea. (Read!)
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