Reborn as a rich woman: rich and leisurely

"Then where should we buy it?" Lin Jing asked.

I don’t know if there are any licensed intermediaries at this time. I saw a lot of houses on the street, but I don’t know whose house is willing to sell.

Lin Jing was impressed by several large demolition areas in Nandu. However, in the future, demolition compensation will be linked to household registration. Many village land was expropriated and converted into urban areas. The compensation was for villagers with local household registration. Even some housing transactions were originally expropriated. is considered invalid.

The money was enough, and Lin Jing was satisfied to be able to transfer her family's household registration to Qi City. It was too troublesome to move her household registration to the south, so Lin Jing was too lazy to bother.

The only options available were the commercial housing in the city. There were only a few communities in total, so it was easy to find out. The two went to the nearest one.

It doesn't matter if you don't ask. If you ask, the price of a commercial housing complex is more than 3,000 square meters.

Can you buy a small yard in Qi City and a house of one square meter in Nandu?

This is quite far from what Lin Jing imagined. After all, the income of workers in Nandu is generally hundreds of dollars a month, and some jobs can cost hundreds of dollars, but the gap is too far compared with the price of a house.

Who said housing prices were cheap in 90?

Some of the self-built houses nearby are much cheaper. I asked a few houses but no one was willing to sell them.

As for the house for the employees of the unit, Lin Jing was not ready to consider it. It would not be cost-effective to tie up the remaining funds of her own house even if it could be doubled ten or dozens of times in the future.

In the 90s, there were too many things that could be done with liquid funds, and the current investment value of houses was not high enough.

"Do you want to buy a house?" Qin Zichuan asked.

Lin Jing said: "I'll just take a look."

Afraid that he wouldn't believe it, he added: "I can't afford it."

When buying houses, towel factories, and clothing stores in Qi City, the money goes out more and the money comes in less. The leather goods factory is a gold-swallowing beast, and it is true that they cannot afford commercial housing in Nandu.

There are thousands of ways to make money, and buying a house is just one of them.

There was nothing strange on Qin Zichuan's face, and he just said calmly: "I'll help you find an expert to identify your pot."

"Identified it?" She didn't expect him to suddenly mention the pot. Lin Jing thought he had forgotten it.

"Correct."

"Is that true or false?" Lin Jing always felt that talking to Qin Zichuan was not pleasant, and not talking about the most important thing made her anxious and uncomfortable.

Qin Zichuan said: "Really."

Lin Jing felt that she had asked a fake question. The pot was real. How much did it cost? "How much is the appraisal worth? How much is the appraisal fee?"

"It's about the price of the two houses you just asked about."

"...?!"

That's only two to three hundred thousand.

"Do you want to sell?" Qin Zichuan asked.

Compared with the house price, it didn't seem to have much advantage. Lin Jing really didn't know whether to sell it now for cash or wait for the appreciation auction later. "Let me think."

"If someone who likes to collect comes across it, the price may be doubled."

Lin Jing was speechless, "Master, can you speak so profoundly? How much is it worth?"

She didn't understand antiques, but she just wanted to know how much they were worth.

"Wipe it." Qin Zichuan handed her his handkerchief, indicating that there was oil stains on the corners of her mouth.

For some reason, Lin Jing remembered that he didn't return the handkerchief he gave her for the first time, "The grown man still carries the handkerchief with him."

Qin Zichuan...

"Do you want to buy a house in Imperial Capital or Nandu?"

Lin Jinghao said angrily: "I want to buy them all, can't I?"

"I live in the Imperial Capital in the summer and in the Southern Capital in the winter. I have a house from all over the world. That's a great feeling."

The dream that was not realized back then seems... difficult to realize in this life.

It doesn't matter, her house in Qi City is enough for her to live in peace for several years.

When the business of the towel factory and clothing store improves, it is not impossible to buy a house in the Imperial Capital and Nandu in a few years.

Qin Zichuan's brows furrowed even more tightly, "That would be a bit troublesome."

"I just thought about how troublesome it could be."

You have to have a dream, and it’s only a matter of chance that it comes true.

Qin Zichuan... "Then you gave me the kettle, didn't you just want to change the house?"

Lin Jing nodded and thought to herself: I almost forgot.

"I just thought about it casually. Who knows that the things found at the scrapyard are actually valuable."

"I asked experts to identify your kettle as belonging to the palace of the Han Dynasty. The price is about 250,000 yuan. However, the shape of the kettle seems to be a burial object in the royal cemetery. It should have been stolen by former tomb robbers and then spread. from."

Burial objects?

There seems to be no such statement at the auction that year.

Is it possible that later generations of collectors will not be able to identify it, or is this section deliberately hidden?

But Lin Jing didn't care so much about the things she picked up. After all, she still had pictures of ladies in the palace and garden.

Since the Bibo Kettle is real, then the Picture of Ladies in the Palace Garden is real. It is not a fragment, but a complete set that would cost tens of millions if collected over several decades.

Seeing that he was hesitant to speak, Lin Jing asked: "How much can you help me deal with it? Even if you can't afford a three-in yard, you can buy a one-in yard."

Knowing the housing prices in Nandu at this time, Lin Jing also lowered her expectations for the housing prices in Imperial Capital.

The yard once you enter is only two hundred square meters, and the residential area is about a hundred square meters. I don't know if two hundred thousand is enough.

Seeing that his expression was still hesitant, Lin Jing asked, "Is there something wrong with the burial objects?"

Qin Zichuan hesitated and said, "Your kettle and some ancient relics in the Imperial Capital Museum are a set of objects. They were probably taken to Qi City during the war. The people in the museum hope that you can donate them to the country. "

If it were Lin Jing in the past, she would definitely not agree. With something worth more than 200,000 yuan that can still appreciate in value, she said that she would donate it to become a mother, but she was so panicked that she had too much money in her pocket?

Her luck has been good since her rebirth.

I have to thank God for the gift. I always feel that doing more good deeds will bring blessings.

Donating is not difficult and can be done with just a raise of hands.

Lin Jing said cheerfully: "Okay, just make sure you donate it to the museum and not be swept away by private individuals."

Qin Zichuan looked at her in disbelief. He always felt that she had a purpose and order in everything she did. He was full of expectations when he said he wanted to change the house, but now he did not hesitate to donate.

"Did you really donate more than 200,000 yuan worth of items?"

Lin Jing asked, "Didn't the museum people want me to donate it? It must have research value or historical significance, right?"

Qin Zichuan: "Yes, you have really thought about it carefully."

"Yeah." Lin Jing thought it over carefully, or she didn't need to think about it. "No matter how expensive the antique is, I can only exchange it for some money. Only by putting it in a museum can it have greater value."

Qin Zichuan always felt that what she did, what she said, and every expression she made were true and false: "Don't you really feel bad?"