Chapter 100: Cherish the Wood
Wu Min's face looked a little solemn, hoping that it was not what she thought.
Wu Min looked at Ning Jing's bright eyes and couldn't bear to let her know the evil of human nature.
Wu Min thought about how Li Sili used to work at the town clinic and that she was the one who handled the examinations, which made her think more.
I casually asked, "What would happen if Aunt Jingjing thought she was seriously ill?"
Ning Jing thought for a moment and said, "That also depends on your mental state. If you have a good attitude and look at things with a normal and optimistic mindset, then you won't be sick, and it won't have any impact on you. Of course, if you're constantly thinking about getting sick and are very worried, then you're very likely to get sick."
Ning Jing soon forgot what Aunt Wu said and only asked Aunt Wu to go for another check-up. Although she had an adult soul, ordinary people could not see it and did not believe her.
Ningjing was soon attracted by the broken furniture outside the scrap collection station. There was a stool with one leg, made of agarwood, still exposed to the wind, sun and rain. It was so sad. There were also rosewood, red sandalwood, and old mountain sandalwood, (⊙o⊙)... She felt heartbroken.
Ningjing had studied these precious wood species in her previous life and felt very sorry for them because she knew their value. For example, the one-legged stool in front of her was made of century-old agarwood. Just thinking about a stool made of agarwood was luxurious. Generally, agarwood was used to make bracelets and the like, which cost tens of thousands of yuan each. Especially this century-old agarwood was even more expensive.
Ning Xiaosan felt that Ning Jing had stopped and was looking at the waste in front of him with a strange expression.
How to put it, it’s just like the look in Sister Xiaocao’s eyes every time she makes something delicious.
Ning Xiaosan felt incredible. What was going on? There were only some broken furniture in front of him. They were unusable and could only be used to burn fire.
Fortunately, Ning Jing didn’t know what Ning Xiaosan was thinking. If she knew that Ning Xiaosan wanted to make a fire, she would probably ignore Ning Xiaosan for a day and let him reflect on it.
Wu Min saw Ning Jing drooling at a pile of broken wood. Hey, why would she think that?
In the past, people said, "Jingjing, these furniture are all unusable. Although they were made of good wood, they are broken and can no longer be used. Moreover, there are many new and fashionable furniture now, and these broken furniture have gradually been eliminated. They can only be kept for burning!"
"No! Aunt Wu, these are very precious and cannot be burned with fire!"
Boss Ning was a little worried about Ning Jing. After hearing what Ning Jing said, Boss Ning felt that everything she said was right, and even if it was wrong, he would find a right reason.
Boss Ning took a quick look and saw that the furniture was all broken, but the wood used was good. Moreover, such wood is rare now and will become less and less in the future. Scarcity makes things valuable, so of course they are very precious.
Boss Ning thought of the truth casually, he really deserves to be called Boss Ning.
Boss Ning stepped forward and said, "Sister likes these woods."
Well, it can only be called wood. Some of the furniture can no longer be identified.
Ning Jing saw Boss Ning coming and said, "Brother, these woods are very precious and cannot be used for burning! Brother~"
Boss Ning quickly said, "Sister is right, we should protect these trees."
Ning Xiaosan didn't understand why these broken pieces of wood were so necessary to protect. However, if his sister could act coquettishly to him, he would also protect these broken pieces of wood.
Wu Min smiled and said that this child was really innocent. She said with a smile: "If Jingjing likes it, Auntie will give it to you, okay?"
Ning Jing said seriously, "No, these woods are very precious. I can't take them. If possible, let's buy them."
Uh, thanks to the baby who sent the red envelope [No Choice][Mi Ge], please stop sending it, I’m so sad that I can’t grab it...
Not only is it a waste of feelings, but most importantly, it’s a waste of money…
(End of this chapter)
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