Rosewood is one of the rarest and most valuable wood species in the world.
In her previous life, Li Jinfeng saw that a cabinet as big as the one in Zhao Mingcheng's house would cost at least 500,000 yuan.
Adding the carving craftsmanship and the workmanship of making the cabinet, it might be worth millions.
How come the Zhao family has such precious rosewood?
Zhao Mingcheng's mother Yi Guihua entered the kitchen at this time.
Seeing Li Jinfeng looking at the cabinet, he thought she liked it and quickly said, "Girl, isn't this cabinet beautiful? I picked it up!"
"Picked it up?" Li Jinfeng was stunned.
"Yes, there are a lot of them in the second-hand market. Mingcheng's father has a good relationship with the gatekeeper of the second-hand market! This junk was given by him and brought back by Mingcheng's father. But Mingcheng asked me not to use it, saying it would be bad if someone saw it. I thought, there's nothing wrong with it, I don't need to use it for anything else, just to store dishes and chopsticks, and even if someone sees it, they are all family members." Yi Guihua said with a smile.
The good red sandalwood became a piece of junk in Zhao Mingcheng's mother's mouth.
Li Jinfeng didn't know whether to cry or laugh.
However, this also indirectly proves that there are many good things in the second-hand market.
"Auntie, where is the flea market? Can you tell me where it is?"
Li Jinfeng plans to take some time to go there. If she is lucky and comes across some old things, she will take them back and temporarily store them in the space.
"Okay, okay! I said that young people nowadays don't know how to live. They want to buy everything. What's wrong with the second-hand market? It doesn't cost money. Even if it does, it's very cheap. Isn't it more cost-effective than buying a new one?!" Yi Guihua was very happy. She really liked Li Jinfeng's attitude towards life, which was to save as much as possible.
As the name suggests, a flea market is filled with old and worn-out things.
Many of them are antiques, but some people don’t know their value, or those who own them have to give them up to avoid trouble.
No matter what the reason is, Li Jinfeng's attitude is to fit as much as can be packed into the space.
Anyway, nothing in her space will be lost.
It will not be known to others and cause covetousness.
"Girl, let me be the chef!" said Yi Guihua.
"It's okay, you go and have a rest. Brother Jianguo and I will prepare dinner today!" said Li Jinfeng.
Lu Jianguo shook the potatoes he was washing and said, "Aunt, you can go and have a rest. Jinfeng and I are here!"
Only then did Yi Guihua go out.
As soon as she left, Li Jinfeng started busying herself with washing and cutting vegetables.
She cut the peeled potatoes into thin thread-sized strips. Lu Jianguo knew at a glance that this required some skill.
There was a bit more admiration in his eyes when he looked at Li Jinfeng.
At noon, there was a dish of stir-fried bacon with green peppers, a dish of stir-fried bitter melon, an egg drop soup, a vegetable dish, and a dish of hot and sour shredded potatoes. The sausage was steamed on top of the rice and was full of meaty aroma.
Each one is delicious and the vegetables are cut with great skill.
When the food was served, Lu Mingfang kept exclaiming, "Oh my God, is this really Jinfeng's cooking? The shredded potatoes and the bitter melon slices are so well cut!"
Even before eating, Lu Mingfang was amazed by the appearance of the food alone.
"It's absolutely true!" Zhao Mingcheng chimed in, saying sincerely, "My mom doesn't cut vegetables this delicately!"
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