According to Zheng Wei's speculation, the previous owner of the old house that Ji Donglai demolished should have been a very wealthy man, who could at least talk to the Hunan Army.

Legend has it that when Lao Zeng entered Tianjing, he got these few copper coins and regarded them as treasures. It is unknown who he took them to the capital and gave them to.

"This thing is priceless if it's priceless, and it's worthless if it's not valuable! Look, there's a small word on this copper coin. It's tadpole writing. Very few people know it, and I don't know it either. But it's definitely rare. You must protect it.

Maybe it will come in handy in the future!"

Zheng Wei superimposed two magnifying glasses, and Ji Donglai saw that there were several small characters on the concave surface of the copper coin. If you didn't look closely, you couldn't see them at all. There were four gaps.

"Boss, can you show me that thing of yours?"

Ji Donglai and Zheng Wei were quietly studying the copper coin. Unknowingly, a man had been standing in front of the stall for a while. Zheng Wei was surprised and looked at Ji Donglai.

"Okay, look at it!"

Ji Donglai glanced at the middle-aged man in a neat suit in front of the stall, and handed it over with a wary look on his face.

He has a very fair face, so there is no need to ask if he is a local, he is probably Chinese.

The other party held it in his hand and looked at it carefully for a long time, then took out a magnifying glass from his pocket and looked at it from all angles.

"How much?"

After repeated confirmation for a long time, the man directly focused his attention on Ji Donglai. Zheng Wei also quickly stood up and touched Ji Donglai lightly.

"That...is not for sale!"

"Uh... boss, what price do you want to give me?"

Zheng Wei originally wanted Ji Donglai to ask for a price, but Ji Donglai misunderstood and blocked the road. The middle-aged man opposite was disappointed, but fortunately Zheng Wei asked.

"one thousand!"

The middle-aged man gestured to Zheng Wei with his fingers, and Zheng Wei raised his eyebrows.

"My brother is right, he won't sell it!"

Waving his hand, Zheng Wei signaled Ji Donglai to take back his things, and Ji Donglai also reached for the copper coins.

“Dollars!”

"Hey...brother, please take a step to speak!"

The middle-aged man looked at the reaction between Ji Donglai and the two and gasped. Zheng Wei stretched out his hand to pull Ji Donglai. Ji Donglai turned around, but always looked at the middle-aged man.

"Don't worry, I won't take the things and leave. This is Panjiayuan. No one dares to force me to buy anything. Don't worry, little brother!"

Waving his hand to signal Ji Donglai's peace of mind, the middle-aged man looked very confident.

One thousand US dollars is definitely a lot of wealth nowadays. Does Ji Donglai need money? Absolutely!

But Ji Donglai also knows the truth about prosperous antiques! Since there are not many of these things in total, it proves that this thing definitely has its own uniqueness.

Combined with the attitude of Xing Ruofei's relatives who would not hesitate to commit crimes to find it, Ji Donglai had roughly understood the value of this thing. Before he fully understood the value of this thing, the best way to sell it was to wait for the price.

"Brother, the price is about the same. It wasn't that long ago. The current price of Kaiyuan Tongbao is about the same. If you don't collect this thing, I suggest you sell it directly. As you said, it will be troublesome to keep this thing in your hands.

!A hero is not guilty of carrying a jade, but people’s hearts are not as good as they used to be these days, do you understand?”

As a friend of Lao Wu, Zheng Wei spoke with sincerity and sincerity.

Although on the one hand it is also to earn some commission, according to Zheng Wei's experience, the value of this thing is almost the same.

"No, my old man is sick. This thing has proved to be valuable in my hands at this juncture. It is the so-called fate! I made a pendant for the old man to wear. Anyway, I am not short of money now. Thank you for your kindness, Zheng Weiwei!"

Ji Donglai reached out to take back his copper coins, made sure there was no difference, waved his hand to Zheng Wei, took everything and left directly.

Deep down in my heart, I once again strengthened my determination to enter the construction industry. Of course, demolition is the first step. After all, this thing is really very profitable.

The steel brought back to Hebei in the past few days has already covered all the labor costs of the demolition. Once those old bricks and mahogany find a suitable opportunity to sell them, Ji Donglai will make a pure profit.

With the good stuff in hand, Ji Dongqing didn't dare to stop at all. He promised to invite Zheng Wei to dinner at a later stage, left Panjiayuan in a hurry, and drove directly back to the factory.

"Boss, can you give me the contact information of that guy?"

Seeing that Ji Donglai showed no signs of leaving any trace, the middle-aged man turned to Zheng Wei and handed over two big red tickets as he spoke.

"Brother, don't let me talk about this..."

Seeing the opponent hand out the latest banknotes, Zheng Wei smacked his mouth.

"Don't worry, boss, we are civilized people and will never harm our little brother. Give me your boss's phone number and I will call you! If something happens to your little brother, you can find me. Is that okay?

"

The middle-aged man said as he took out his phone. The number of red tickets in his hand increased to five. Zheng Wei looked around and took out his business card and handed it to the middle-aged man. His phone rang in a few minutes.

After receiving the five red tickets, Zheng Wei sent Ji Donglai's phone number to the other party. He put the red tickets in his pocket and of course also sent a text message to Ji Donglai.

Ji Donglai didn't see the content of the text message because he was too busy.

Jerry sent a lot of drawings, including a bunch of documents from the workshop. Cao Likun was waiting for them and was busy until Ji Dong arrived at about ten o'clock and then stretched out.

As for the text message on his mobile phone, Ji Donglai just glanced at his phone and ignored it. All kinds of spam messages came every day.

"Jingle Bell!"

"Um?"

Ji Donglai was about to take a rest when a strange number came in. Ji Donglai thought it was a foreigner's phone number and hurriedly answered the call.

"Isn't it Mr. Ji Donglai?"

"Huh? Who are you?"

Hearing that the other party had a Henan accent, Ji Donglai was confused and stood up to look out the window.

"Do you still remember the middle-aged man from Panjiayuan? He is our manager. I heard that you have a few things we are looking for. Can't we meet tomorrow to discuss it in detail? Don't worry, we won't

I will force you to make a deal. If possible, I would like to make a deal with you in another way. I think you will be satisfied!"

The person speaking on the other side of the phone spoke slowly. Ji Donglai could tell that the other person was probably relatively powerful. Thinking about the copper coin in his pocket, and then thinking about the many opportunities now, it seemed that he could see the price.

It's appropriate.

So he briefly chatted with the other party and agreed on a meeting place. Ji Donglai hung up the phone, finished the work that needed to be done tomorrow, and then called Lu Shipeng.

Let the other party lie and say that they will discuss the mold drawings with him tomorrow to avoid Jerry's inspection.

The next day, Ji Donglai handed over his work to Jerry in the morning and drove alone to the agreed place: an antique teahouse, the Peony Hall. Ji Donglai met the person he wanted to see, a middle-aged man he met in Panjiayuan.

You can tell just by standing behind the other person.
Chapter completed!