The old couple was stunned in place, Ren Jifu hurriedly followed, and said: "Boss Zhao, don't, don't I just press their price, this house is dead, it was decades ago, and it didn't die in the house, the unlucky ghost gave birth to a son, when he was three or four years old, he climbed the well to play, fell into the well and drowned." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Boss Zhao, let me tell you, this house is good, he has no children, no daughters, no relatives and friends, you buy it with absolutely clean hands and feet, no one comes to trouble......"

"What do you mean? Do you mean that your house is more troublesome, and you are going to come to me twice in three days to find something to do?" Zhao Zejun suddenly stopped, turned his head and squinted his eyes to stare at Ren Jifu.

The soldier took a step forward quietly, standing diagonally behind Ren Jifu's side.

Ren Jifu was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said: "Boss Zhao, you really misunderstood, I don't want to help you, I also make a little money to spend." ”

Zhao Zejun stared at him for more than ten seconds, and suddenly smiled.

"Okay, forget it this time, his house is too unlucky, I don't plan to buy a house recently, when do you want to buy it, you can help me pay attention, okay." I still have something to do, so let's go first. ”

Zhao Zejun's attitude suddenly turned one hundred and eighty degrees, Ren Jifu was not stupid, and said with a dark face: "Boss Zhao, you are perfunctory to me." ”

Zhao Zejun smiled and left first with the army.

"Grass, there are a few stinky money in their mouths! Lao Tzu will dry your money sooner or later!" Ren Jifu muttered hatefully.

Zhao Zejun didn't go back to the courtyard directly, but asked Junzi to take him to the nearest People's Bank on a motorcycle, and withdrew 5,000 yuan.

He put the money in an envelope and gave it to Junzi, saying, "You stuff this money from the window into the old man's and old lady's house at night, don't squeak, and when you see someone who wants to buy his house in the future, try to stir up the yellow." ”

Junzi didn't see the certificate of award to resist US aggression and aid Korea, took the money and stuffed it into his arms, nodded, and then said: "Brother, there are too many poor people, let's help them one by one, and we can't help them all." ”

Zhao Zejun smiled and didn't explain much: "Help one is one, if you see it, if you don't see it, you can't sleep well at night, so you should spend money to buy a good night's sleep." Besides, it's popular to learn from Lei Feng today. ”

He can earn some money, he will not hesitate to kill people and set fires, some money, he will not touch it if he is killed, he is afraid that if he takes this kind of money, he will not be able to sleep for the rest of his life, his wife steals his son and does not ****** the old couple's house, as long as it is not sold, it will not take half a year, and after the demolition, it will naturally become a set of at least 60 square meters of urban commercial housing, and there will be two or three years of rental subsidies.

Looking at Junzi and thinking of the old couple, Zhao Zejun suddenly understood a little that making money is also meaningful.

"Remember that kid just now, he will come back later, no need to be polite to him. Zhao Zejun said.

"Well, got it. ”

Probably God also has eyes, just gave up a suite, and on the last day of the winter vacation, Ren Bida called came.

After the year, the real estate market is gradually heating up, and there are two more houses to sell.

"How is your cousin doing, has he won money in the casino?" Zhao Zejun asked casually on the way to see the house with Ren Bida.

"Win a fart, I heard that 70,000 yuan lost cleanly, and there is no place to live, and now I just help watch the game in the casino, and I cheat people every day with the casino people. I don't care about him, it's best to be hit by a car while walking on the street, and save the scourge of people. ”

After speaking, he looked at Zhao Zejun: "He didn't come to make trouble for you, did he?"

"Not really. Zhao Zejun smiled,

"That's good, Boss Zhao, if he is really ignorant, you should treat him, you don't have to look at my face, I don't have such relatives. ”

As he spoke, he arrived at the seller's house.

The first seller is a young couple, the couple will go to Shenzhen to work in the future and will not come back, two houses and a large apartment, the price is 35,000, and finally it is 30,000 yuan.

The transaction process went very smoothly, probably the couple was fed up with the harsh environment of Gaogang Village, and they were not reluctant to be nostalgic at all, so they happily signed the contract to go through the formalities and took the money and left.

The second seller is a lonely old man.

After experiencing the Volunteer Army incident, Zhao Zejun drew a bottom line for himself in his heart: the houses of the lonely and widowed old people are not bought, and the young people go out to work hard to have a better future, but for the lonely and widowed elderly, this house is their future, and buying this kind of house is too damaging to yin morality.

When asked, this time it was really not what I thought.

The old man is an old silversmith, he has never been married in his life, he has no children and no daughters, he is getting old and dying, he doesn't want to die in the city, and he is ready to sell his house and return to his hometown.

"Now the young people in the city go to the big stores to buy jewelry, and my craft is completely lost, it's a sin......

The old man was in good spirits, a little talkative, and kept talking to himself that his silversmith skills were passed down from generation to generation, and he couldn't live with his ancestors if he lost them.

"Get the old white head, your craftsmanship is the only one in the world, what price should this house be. Ren Bida said with a smile.

"Money counts as a fart!" said the old white man stubbornly.

Zhao Zejun couldn't cry or laugh, and said, "Yes, yes, old man, I'll prepare these 25,000 farts for you, can you order it?"

said that money was a fart, and when he held the fart in his hand, the old white head counted the money while dripping his saliva, and counted it back and forth four or five times.

Zhao Zejun understands, money is a fart, but the old white head likes to smell the smell of fart.

After counting the money, the old white head waved his hand and said, "You wait." ”

He turned around and went into the back room again, and soon came out again, carrying a cloth bag in his hand.

As soon as he threw it on the table, he listened to the sound of metal colliding.

The old white head carried the bag around the corner, and a large number of white coins fell out, about twenty or thirty.

"What is this?" Zhao Zejun took one curiously.

The surface of the coin is green and rusty, and a large bald face is printed on one side.

Silver dollar, ocean, commonly known as 'Yuan Datou', the popular currency of the Beiyang government and the Republic of China, the material is mainly silver, due to cultural and historical factors, the material value of the currency itself and the issuance is relatively scarce, this thing has a good collection value.

"I think you are a rich man, and I can't take these things with me even when I die, so I'll leave them to you. The old white head gestured three fingers.

"Uncle, you're quite fashionable, can you make a comparison?" Zhao Zejun smiled, is there such a good thing?

"Three thousand yuan, cheap you kid, take it, three thousand yuan. I'm sorry ancestors, all the good things have been sold. Lao Bai muttered.

Zhao Zejun knows a little about Yuan Datou's market, Zhao Tao has a few three-year-old Yuan Datou in his hand, and one can still be sold for one or two hundred yuan, this big pile, even if it is not worth three thousand yuan, it can't accompany too much, it just happens that my father likes it, so I bought it back for my father to play.

was about to pay for it, Ren Bida dragged Zhao Zejun.

"Take a step to speak. ”

When he arrived at the door, Ren Bida smiled and said: "Brother, don't be wronged, this old white head is not only a silversmith, but also a fake, he used to be quite famous in this area, and a lot of Yuan Datou and eight CDs are fakes." ”