Chapter 88: I want this house

"No, although this yard is a little broken, it covers an area of three hundred and fifty square meters, and I won't sell it without 30,000. ”

The voice was a bit pale, and it seemed to be an old man.

"Forget it, the fixed price, fifteen thousand, I have to spend thousands of dollars to repair it if I buy it, and I can't afford it any more." The woman said.

"I said, if you don't sell 30,000 yuan!" the old man seemed to bite the bullet.

The more Mengyu listened, the more excited she became, and after looking for three days, she finally heard the news that someone had sold her house. Although it is said that the houses here will be demolished in 2,000 years, they can also be replaced.

She stood at the mouth of the alley, and sure enough, after a while, a tall, big and fat woman walked out angrily.

The woman was still shouting: "Hmph, die stubbornly, the house will not be sold to me, see who dares to buy you, you will stay until death, when you see that you die here, there is no one who wants your yard!"

Mengyu waited for the woman to go away before turning into the house of the person who wanted to sell the house.

As soon as Mengyu walked in, a cold voice came from inside: "I said, fifteen thousand will not be sold!"

"What about 30,000 yuan?" Mengyu replied.

She actually has a little heartache, and the money on her body is only more than 60,000 yuan. It didn't take long for the money to be spent.

"Huh?" the man inside walked out, it was an old man of sixty-five or sixteen years old, his body was not very strong, his back was a little bent, and he coughed a little from time to time.

When the old man saw Mengyu, he couldn't help but be a little surprised: "You are—"

"My surname is Jiang, and I'm here to buy a yard. Uncle, what is your surname?" the name on her household registration was Jiang Mengyu, and Leng Xiangyu did not ask her to change it, so she always had the surname Jiang.

"My surname is Chen. You want to buy a yard?" The old man looked at Mengyu and made no secret of his contempt for her: "My yard, I don't sell it for 30,000 yuan!"

He didn't believe that a little girl could afford to buy his yard. Mengyu nodded: "I know, can I take a look at the house first?"

"Absolutely. Uncle Chen still let Mengyu in.

Although he didn't regard Mengyu as a real buyer, however, everyone had already come in, and he wouldn't lose anything by looking at it twice anyway.

There is only one entrance to this courtyard. There are three main rooms on the north side, with half a transept on each side, two rooms on the east and west wings, and a wall and a house door on the south side. Between the wing room and the transept, there is also a kitchen and toilet. It's a small triad.

To Mengyu's satisfaction, there is actually a small garden of fifty or sixty square meters at the back of the yard, in which some flowers and plants are planted, and a piece of land is set out in the northeast corner to grow some vegetables.

In order to leave the back garden, the owner did not build an inverted house in front, so the house that should have been a quadrangle became a triple courtyard.

But Mengyu prefers this layout, after all, she doesn't need so many rooms, and thinks it's better to have a garden in the back.

With such a large yard, it only sells for 30,000 yuan, and Mengyu is very satisfied.

"Uncle Chen, I bought your yard. ”

Uncle Chen thought he had misheard: "What did you say?"

"I said, I bought your yard. Mengyu said loudly.

Uncle Chen still couldn't believe it, and looked at Mengyu with suspicion: "My yard costs 30,000 yuan, and I won't sell it for any less." Are you sure you want to buy it?"

"Okay, 30,000 is 30,000. "Mengyu is very simple. She just wanted to buy it quickly.

Moreover, she has also inquired about the market in the past few days, and this kind of small yard that is a little broken can be sold for about 100 yuan per square meter. And this courtyard is 350 square meters, and if it is calculated as 100 yuan per square, it should be sold for 35,000.