Chu Jingqiu was a little surprised. Wang Yingying obviously didn't like Li Kunpeng, but she still married him, and was so eager to get married.
There must be something she doesn't know. Xiao Yihan should know it. I'll ask him some other day.
Chu Jingqiu smiled and said, "Isn't Wang Yingying from the art troupe? I met her when I followed Yi Han to watch a performance there. I've also seen Li Kunpeng. He's got a big build and is quite sturdy."
As she spoke, she picked up the sapling on the ground and looked at it, "Grandpa, what kind of tree is this!"
Grandpa He glanced at the sapling and said softly, "Manchurian ash and walnut are both good woods for making furniture in northern China.
I plan to plant some saplings in the space. Given the growth rate of the space, they will grow into full-sized trees in a few days. I will then use them to make furniture for you."
Chu Jingqiu was so touched that she hugged her grandfather and said, "Grandpa, you are so kind to me. You always think of me first in everything. I feel so happy!"
Grandpa He touched her little head and said kindly: "Silly girl, you have been my favorite since you were a child. Your mother didn't have this treatment when she was a child. Grandpa loves you the most."
Chu Jingqiu looked at the saplings and thought of the yellow pear wood. "Grandpa, when you mentioned furniture, I remembered a piece of news from later generations. At an auction in later generations, many pieces of antique furniture from the Ming and Qing dynasties were displayed.
After more than two hours of fierce bidding, all the items were sold.
The most expensive piece at the auction was a large Ming-style Huanghuali wood chair, which was sold for an estimated RMB 10 million.
If you have time, please pay attention to furniture like this. It has increased in value and we can make a lot of money."
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