After dinner, Lin Miao and his entourage went to the Forbidden City for a turn, but they didn't wait to visit a few halls, only to see the hard dragon chair in the empty Jinluan Hall that had been sat by the Eight-Nation Alliance, and was politely invited out by the staff.

But fortunately, the two adults and two children in the company did not have much interest in history.

Lao Lin simply wanted to lead Lin Miao around, open his eyes, gain more knowledge, and have more opportunities to talk to Qin Wanqiu by the way. Lin Miao loves pure theory more than specific knowledge itself - the past of those emperors and generals and talented and beautiful women has never stirred up his vulgar heart, and Lin Miao, who is full of thoughts and just wants to cash out his knowledge, if he has to gnaw on a piece of history one day, the motive will definitely not be to "continue to learn for the sake of the saints", and he would rather not learn for money.

After all, life is so short, if the efforts made can neither see the immediate benefits, nor are you sure whether there is the possibility of converting them into money in the future, then this kind of effort is really too unconvincing for Lin Miao.

Qin Wanqiu hugged Luo Li, came out of the Forbidden City with a little feeling, and whispered that she would bring Luo Li over for a second brush next time she had the opportunity.

Lin Miao could see that Qin Wanqiu basically understood the architectural culture pattern of the Qing Palace. She didn't know why those halls were built, for whom, and what kind of cultural roots and cultural cores were behind them. She's just like all blind tourists, she just thinks that this place is famous, and thinks that if you walk around, you can get something out of it.

Just as she never knew the truth behind "Miscellaneous Conversations in the Small Courtyard" and "Strange Residence", it was just Lin Miao's hard work in her previous life, and the aesthetic level slightly ahead of this era, but after a superficial reading, she had a false worship of Lao Lin's "talent" under the impetus and assistance of the market.

"Fake, everything is fake. The truth of all history, in the final analysis, is the result of a group of laypeople who strongly yearn for a fragrant and spicy life, who slapped their heads at a certain moment, and then a large group of brainless goods followed the chaos. What kind of history is created by the people, it is obviously the people who follow the trend and stew indiscriminately, as long as the food is full and the money is enough, who are you messing with......" Lin Miao muttered in her heart a very materialistic distorted view of history, and then wiped her forehead and wiped away the sweat on her head.

In the summer of the capital, you can get soaked when you take two steps on the road.

Qin Wanqiu hugged Luo Li so hot, and after a few minutes sat in Lao Lin's car, she finally couldn't refuse the call of the hotel's shower system, so she went home first to get a change of clothes from the mother and daughter, and then went to the hotel with Lao Lin.

The family entered the same large suite, and Qin Wanqiu was slightly embarrassed to take Luo Li into the bathroom.

When the sound of flushing in the bathroom sounded, Lao Lin obviously showed a certain degree of irritability.

Lin Miao was almost certain that if there were no two children in the house at this moment, with Lao Lin's self-control, he would definitely do something illegal and criminal tonight. Fortunately, the two children became insurance and successfully suppressed Lao Lin's bestiality.

Lao Lin smoked cigarette after cigarette, and the room was full of nicotine.

Lin Miao couldn't help but open the window, let in the air outside the house, and began to find a topic to divert Lao Lin's attention.

"Dad, the housing prices in the capital will increase by at least ten or twenty times in the future......" Lin Miao sat next to Lao Lin and said like a stick.

Lao Lin absentmindedly snuffed out the soft China that had only been smoked less than half of it, and casually raised the bar to Lin Miao: "Do you know what the current housing prices are in the capital? The yard rented by Lili's family, I asked the old man in the yard, now a square is 4,000, you say 20 times, then it will be 80,000 yuan a square in the future." What kind of material can sell a house for 80,000 yuan a square?

Do you know how much money is paid a month when you are a mayor? Do you know how much profit the most profitable enterprise in Dongou City has in a year? A large factory with tens of thousands of people can have a net profit of 10 million a year. Eighty thousand yuan per square meter, 10 million yuan can buy more than 100 square meters, tens of thousands of people work hard for a year, and the boss has to take risks, and in the end, he can't even buy half of the broken yard in the capital?

Ouch, I'll go, Lao Lin has grown recently!

Lin Miao was a little impressed by Lao Lin, and couldn't help asking, "Dad, when did you understand this?"

Lao Lin smiled and touched Lin Miao's head: "Don't underestimate Dad, Dad is also a deputy director of the street now, supervising a key project in the city." Now the area of Lakeside Road, it seems that there is nothing in it, but after counting it inside and out, there are several projects. In the future, when the park is completed, how to attract investment and how to get money out of the pockets of those bosses is all about learning. The economy is not a one-size-fits-all story, but the truth is always the same. It's nothing more than to see how many people can make money from it, and how everyone should divide the money earned, you have calculated the money clearly, and some people can do things well for you. ”

Lin Miao couldn't help but nod her head, Lao Lin's barbaric and rude local economic thinking, although his words were rough, but he really came from practice and went to practice, pointing directly to the key points of human nature.

Lin Miao digested it for two seconds, and simply followed Lao Lin's words and said with his train of thought: "Dad, my master also said something similar to you." He said that housing prices in both Beijing and Shanghai are rising, which is the trend of national development. Now that the international environment is relaxed, the Americans also want to make money from China, and China will join the WTO sooner or later. As soon as China's import and export channels are opened, China's labor advantages will be brought into full play, and when the domestic economy goes up, no matter what industry it is, all of them will need capital.

However, if the state distributes money indiscriminately, it is easy to cause inflation, so we have to find a way to make the economy active, but we must not let too much money flow in the market at will, and the extra money is like water, and we have to find a way to find a reservoir for it to prevent it from flowing around? What do you say that can not only give the funds a place to go, but also stimulate the economy, and control inflation as much as possible?"

Lao Lin listened to Lin Miao's words, and the little bit of local economics in his mind was completely useless, and he blinked and said confusedly: "What is it?"

"Of course it's real estate!" Lin Miao knocked on the sofa as if discussing hundreds of billions of big business with Lao Lin, "The market is short of funds, and money must be printed on it, so that the boss can get a loan, and businesses across the country can operate, so that the entire economy will also develop, right?"

"Hmm......" Lao Lin nodded as if he didn't understand.

Lin Miao continued: "The bosses make money, so they have to spend it. But from the standpoint of the state, this money is actually paper, printed to promote economic development. Now that the bosses have done all the business, the industry has developed, and the employment problem has been solved, the money is put in the hands of the bosses, let them buy and buy everywhere, and then flow the money into the hands of ordinary small businessmen and ordinary people, that is, the whole country buys and buys together, but the country's productivity is still limited, and it cannot be exchanged for so many materials, so that the supply of money exceeds demand, is it inflation? So does the state have to find a way to make the bosses, big and small, stop being impulsive and not be in a hurry to spend money everywhere where it shouldn't be? So how can we stabilize the bosses? Of course, it is to find a way to let the bosses invest the money in other projects. What kind of project? Build a house!"

Although Lao Lin couldn't keep up with Lin Miao's train of thought at all, he still pretended to be suddenly enlightened after deep thinking, and nodded with a frown and sighed: "Oh......"

Lin Miao continued to press: "You see that there are several advantages to engaging in real estate, first, directly promote the transformation of the old city, as long as the local government sets aside the land and sells it to those bosses who have money in their hands and have no place to spend it, they don't have to do anything, and the appearance of the city can be greatly improved in a year or two." Isn't it much better looking than those dilapidated houses in Tianji Lane? What is this? This is a political achievement! Isn't it the same as the Hubin Road project in Xicheng Street?"

Lao Lin's eyes finally lit up at this time, and he nodded again and again: "Eh, this makes sense." ”

"It's not just that it makes sense, it's good for everyone. You see, when the boss takes the land and builds the building, is he going to sell it? To whom, of course, is it to those who have money, and to those who are demolished. Where did the money come from the demolition households? When the government took their land, should it give them money? Where did the government get the money from the people? Isn't it the money that the bosses paid for the land? Then you see that the money has been spared from beginning to end, the buildings have been built, the people have new houses to live in, the local governments have made achievements, the people have taken the money to buy houses, and all the money eventually flows into the houses, and the inflation situation has been controlled. In the middle of this process, the country's cement, steel and other industries can also be developed, driving the development of the entire national industrial system. Lin Miao said farther and farther.

Lao Lin suddenly opened his mind and asked a very serious question: "How did the people's money go to the house, didn't they buy the house with the bosses? The money should have been spared, and finally it all went to the bosses!"

Lin Miao paused slightly, looked at Lao Lin's eyes, became extremely sharp, and asked softly: "Dad, you said that the pig was fattened, should it be slaughtered?"

Lao Lin didn't seem to fully understand, but he instantly tasted the meaning, and his heart trembled suddenly.

Lin Miao continued: "If the boss takes the land to build a building and then sells it, the government will only be able to sell less and less land, and the more this business is done, the higher the cost will be, and the funds will be more and more concentrated in the hands of a small number of people, because those who can't take out the capital will not be able to do it for a long time." When the time comes, if there are new industries and the market can have a place where money can be used, this extra money can just come in handy, and it will save you more money printing, if the new industry can't get off and the economy is cold, and the extra money will be put in the hands of a small number of people, and those bosses who come up all the way by demolishing houses and selling houses, how many of them will be clean?

Lao Lin listened to this, and said with a shocked face: "So, if you engage in this real estate, someone will die sooner or later?"

Lin Miao said: "It's hard to say whether you die or not, but the state will have to deal with this money sooner or later." ”

Lao Lin's eyes straightened when he heard this, and he muttered in a low voice: "The master in your dream, he can count five hundred years in the future......"

"Who told you that the master in the dream told me? These are what Lao Guo taught me!" Lin Miao shook the pot casually.

"Lao Guo taught you this?" Lao Lin was suddenly surprised, "Isn't he engaged in news?"

"Dad, you're narrow-minded. The world's powerful people are one family, and there are boundaries to academics, but there are no boundaries to knowledge and information, like my master's grade, it's strange if you don't understand this!" Lin Miao said loudly, "Anyway, my master just said that in the next twenty years, real estate will definitely rise, there will be more people doing it, there must be more people speculating in real estate, where people have more money in their pockets, where the house will definitely be expensive." We don't want to be pigs and want to make money, it's very simple to get rich, just catch this car.

When people haven't bought a house yet, let's buy a house quickly, and when people buy a set, we buy ten sets, the earlier we buy, the sooner we earn, the more we buy, the more we earn. If you really feel unstable, you just think about it, even if the house price doesn't rise, then it shouldn't fall, right? Let's buy more houses to collect rent, and when you and my mother retire, you and I don't have to do anything all day long, and the rent is dozens of times that of the pension.

When Lao Lin heard this, he was finally moved.

He lowered his head and was quiet for a long time, and said in a deep voice: "That's true, our family can't rely on a few books to eat for a lifetime...... Dad will ask someone tomorrow, the house in the capital is not cheap now, and you have to shop around to buy it......"

Lin Miao nodded with a teachable expression.

The bathroom door opened.

Lao Lin looked up and saw Qin Wanqiu wearing short-sleeved trousers, carrying Luo Li out of the bathroom, her wet hair hanging on her shoulders, her skin that had just come out of the bath was white and snowy, and her face was still showing an intoxicating flush.

"Teacher Lin......" Qin Wanqiu whispered softly.

Lao Lin stood up involuntarily, and looked at Qin Wanqiu's eyes, there was already a little more revealing that couldn't be hidden.

Qin Wanqiu wanted to call the police on the spot when Lao Lin saw it, but after thinking that she was a policeman, she finally regained her composure, she put down Luo Li and said with a smile: "Teacher Lin, Lily will be taken care of by you, I'll leave first." ”

Lao Lin hurriedly said: "I'll drive you back." ”

"No need, it's too much trouble for you, I'll just take the bus back. Qin Wanqiu made it clear that she was guarding against Lao Lin.

Lao Lin still insisted, and said with a smile: "It's not troublesome, it's only half an hour back and forth, let's go." As he spoke, he reached for his coat, as if he could not refuse.

Luo Li walked up to Lin Miao's side, with the scent of soap on his body.

She gently took Lin Miao's hand, but looked up at Qin Wanqiu.

Lin Miao hurriedly shouted: "Dad, Aunt is here anyway, just open a room for her, and we can go to Tiananmen Square together tomorrow morning to watch the raising of the national flag." ”

Lao Lin was stunned.

Qin Wanqiu was extremely alert, and after a little hesitation, she agreed with a mouthful: "It's okay." She walked up to Luo Li, picked Luo Li up, and asked with a smile: "Lily, mom won't leave at night, let's stay in a hotel together, okay?"

Luo Li nodded happily and pointed at Lin Miao again.

Qin Wanqiu smiled: "Okay, okay, Miao Miao will sleep with us." ”

Luo Li smiled and twisted his small body.

Qin Wanqiu put her down.

As soon as the little girl landed, she was silent, holding Qin Wanqiu with one hand and Lin Miao with the other.

Qin Wanqiu looked apologetic and said to Lao Lin: "Teacher Lin, I let you break the bill again." ”

Lao Lin squeezed out a smile with difficulty, and his heart dripped with the blood of the duck flying to his beak, and forcefully said: "Where is it, then you wait, I'll go down and open a room." Then he walked out of the room with his back in solitude.

As soon as Lao Lin left, Qin Wanqiu breathed a sigh of relief.

But immediately worried, this was a bit too obvious, and hurriedly turned his head to see the reaction of Lin Miao, the little monster.

saw Lin Miao holding Luo Li's hand, with a pure face.

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