Chapter 128 [Treasure Digging]

"Selling a house?" Ms. Wang, who opened the curtain and was about to send me out, was stunned for a moment, looked at my eyes, and didn't think about the taste, "...... What kind of house to sell? ”

When I walked to the courtyard, I turned around and bent down, and re-entered the house, and my heart suddenly brightened up: "It's you who make a price, sell me the right to use the house, and then let's go to the street to get a look, remove your names, and change the head of the house to me." "Judging from the conversation just now, the two of them will never rent a house, I can only think of this stupid way for the time being, buy the house first, and then find someone to sell it after digging out the treasure, well, real estate is much less risky than stocks, and I know the general trend of housing prices within a year, and I don't expect to lose anything by buying this bungalow.

Mr. Wang, who was holding an empty bowl, walked out of the back room and said a little dumbfounded: "You really want to buy it?" ”

I nodded solemnly: "As long as the price is right." ”

Ms. Wang and Mr. Wang looked at each other and said in surprise: "Didn't you want to rent before?" To entertain a friend? As for this? ”

I explained: "It's not all about entertaining him, there are other reasons as well. ”

Ms. Wang suddenly sighed: "Do you want to wait for the appreciation in the future before selling?" But my house is not cheap, do you have so much money? "She probably thought I was a flipper.

I said, "If you want to sell, let's measure the area and calculate the price now, how about it?" ”

Ms. Wang was about to say something, but Mr. Wang took her by the hand and said to me, "Let's discuss it first." With that, the two of them went into the back room and began to talk in a low voice. They didn't shy away from me, so I could hear some of the voice.

"If you want me to say, of course it's best to be able to sell it, calculate the price first, and see how much he gives." Ms. Wang said.

"Maybe it will be demolished in two years, what if the house price rises? Besides, our family is not big, if we sell it, can we buy a two-bedroom apartment in the fourth ring road? If you can't buy it, where will we live? Daxing? Fangshan? Huairou? Miyun? How do we get to work? Dozens of kilometers back and forth every day? ”

"How do you do that! Yes, last year, Lao Wang in the West Hutong sold his house and gave more than 1 million, but how many meters is his house? Can you compare with us? ”

"It's not much, I want to say it's better to wait."

"What life are you waiting for? The current policy does not divide the house, and the demolition will definitely be given money in the future, so is it different? ”

Ms. Wang seemed to advocate selling, but Mr. Wang disagreed, and the two argued for a long time but could not reach an agreement.

I sat in the outhouse and listened for a while, and couldn't help but stand up and say, "Aunt Wang, Uncle Wang, otherwise let's calculate the area of your house first and then say whether to sell it or not?" ”

The voice in the room paused, and then Ms. Wang said: "It doesn't cost money, wait for me to get a ruler." ”

I walked into the hut slowly, only to see that Ms. Wang had taken out a stainless steel ruler from the drawer of the large wardrobe, squeaked, reached out and dragged it, and stuffed the top of the ruler into Mr. Wang's hand, so the two of them bent down and measured it against the back wall, measured the horizontal size of the back wall, and changed the direction and measured the number of longitudinal meters. I was afraid that they would be blind to the numbers, so I went over to help. We are not professional surveyors of the demolition and relocation office, so the measured square meters will definitely not be too accurate, of course, not too much worse.

Suddenly, Ms. Wang, who was fiddling with a ruler, slapped her head: "Stupid, stupid, what to measure, it's all in the house book!" ”

Mr. Wang also said: "Yes, yes, I forgot about it." ”

Taking out the house book, we took a calculator and paper to write down the data, and after a little estimate, I had a rough idea in my heart, and looked up and said: "According to the area of your house and the housing prices in the area of Niu Street, the house can be worth about 1.5 million." Seeing that they were frowning and about to speak, I immediately said: "I understand that the price of a bungalow cannot be simply estimated according to the average price of the land, and it must be more." "There are many things involved in the demolition money, such as the area of the small steps in front of the threshold, such as the incentive money given for early relocation, and the slightly higher valuation made by the developer than this area, etc., after thinking about it, I used a ballpoint pen to gently write a price on the white paper: "...... can give 1.65 million. ”

Mr. Wang was silent, and after a while, he frowned and looked at Ms. Wang and said: "Not to mention the most expensive north and east, the west and south of the fourth ring edge house price is already more than 10,000, 1.65 million is to buy a two-bedroom apartment, but the ground and environment are definitely not good, if it is a convenient place, 165 can only buy a second-hand house." ”

Ms. Wang nodded approvingly: "Not much." ”

But from the look in her eyes, I think she thinks it's a lot. After all, many residents of bungalows who are demolished, even after getting the demolition money, are not enough to buy a house in the Fourth Ring Road, and they need to add a lot of money themselves. You must know that the housing prices in Yanjing are not as expensive as the general two.

I said, "I thought the price was already very suitable, but you think, no one knows what will happen to the future policy and housing prices, what if it falls?" What if the benefits come down? Rather than this, it is better to live upstairs first, and then enjoy a day of happiness early, isn't it better than anything? What do you say? ”

Ms. Wang sat on the bed and did not speak, as if thinking about something.

Mr. Wang lit a red river cigarette and took two puffs, shook his head, and remained silent.

One hundred and sixty thousand is indeed a very orthodox price, neither high nor low, looking at their expressions, I can probably guess what they are considering.

Sure enough, after smoking the cigarette, Mr. Wang spoke: "The price is still low, young man, I won't hide it from you, there is still a vacant room on my mother-in-law's side, although the area is not large, but it is enough for the two of us to live, and we have already planned to move there as soon as the news of the demolition arrives, and then delay it for a while." ”

Aside from the pricing factor of the developer, there is another problem that can greatly affect the amount of demolition money - nail households. When the area around Hepingmen to the west of my house was demolished a few years ago, many family members did not move, some delayed for a year or two, some delayed for four or five years, and when they moved out, it is said that they all received a lot more demolition fees than others.

Seeing that the two of them were already a little moved, I pondered, and wrote a price on the paper: "You should also know that the nail household is not a long-term solution after all, yes, some people have spent money to get a relatively good demolition fee, but there are also many people who have not gotten a penny, and now the bungalow is still nailed to several high-rise buildings, so I will give you a final price, 1.7 million, if not, I can't do it." ”

Ms. Wang looked at Mr. Wang, and the slippers kicked him underneath: "...... One hundred seventeen. ”

Mr. Wang took a breath, lit a cigarette and smoked a few puffs, and after a while, he gritted his teeth: "Okay, when will the transfer be made?" ”

I said, "Tomorrow morning, I'll come with my papers and money." ”

Think about it, my amount of 1.8 million yuan has been very idle recently, and it does not conflict with other leakage incidents, and I bought a house, which has almost no impact on me, just a little bank interest, but the box buried in the ground of her house is very important to me, that is a real profit, how can it be compared with a little interest?

I was afraid that Ms. Wang and her family would change their minds, so I signed an agreement with them early the next day, and then went through the transfer procedures and transferred the money into their account.

At my urging, they were also very fast, and immediately called a moving company to move the furniture and electrical appliances and other items to Ms. Wang's mother's empty room, leaving only a few pieces of furniture of little value, such as a broken double bed with red bricks on her legs, such as the large wardrobe with paint off. In the end, I asked them to leave a table and a few chairs with a shy face, and Ms. Wang happily agreed.

Afternoon.

I bought a box of cool skins from a mobile vendor at the door who pushed three wheels, and I went back to the Niujie bungalow to eat.

Filling my stomach, I glanced at the empty house, went out along the side of the road and headed north, found a hardware store, and bought a lot of tools needed to dig the ground, such as pointed hammers, hoes, shovels, etc. However, the hammer and shovel were fine, but there was no hoe in the shop, and I just couldn't get so many things, so I put these two back to the bungalow first, and then went out the door, and finally bought a hoe at a hardware store on Changchun Street, and carried it back to Niu Street.

Along the way, everyone cast strange looks, and I blushed and quickened my pace.

In the bungalow, I put down my tools panting, wiped my sweat with my T-shirt, squatted down, and tried to knock on the square irregular bricks the size of half an arm on the ground with my hands, trying to find a place where there was no sound hollowing, but there was no gain, so I had to use the most stupid method, first chose the northwesternmost corner, pushed the big wardrobe away, rubbed my hands, picked up the hoe, and smashed it hard.

Bite!

The bricks were very porcelain and thick, and when they hit it, it made a sound of iron clashing against iron, and only a few tiny white marks were splashed on the surface of the stone, and they were not broken at all.

I was so shocked that my arm was numb, I gasped and put down my hoe, shook my wrist in mid-air, continued to pick it up, and smashed it hard!

Bite!

The grey hard bricks are still intact.

I felt bitter in my heart, knowing that it would definitely not be easy to dig a hole in the ground, and if this momentum continued, I had to be prepared for a long battle.

Dropping my hoe, I crouched on the ground and gently smashed the corner of the wall with my hammer, looking for a shortcut. But I don't dare to use too much force, for fear of disturbing the neighbors, let alone find a professional construction team to dig a pit for me, no matter which of these two, it is very likely that the matter of digging the house will flow into the ears of Ms. Wang and Mr. Wang, at that time, if after I dig up the treasure, they find it and say that the thing is left by their ancestors, and then go to court to fight a lawsuit, the ownership of the box does not know who it is, don't come to the point that I spent a long time working in vain, so I must try to avoid being discovered.

"If you want to get it, you have to pay, take your time."

I comforted myself and began to tap the tiles hard with the tip of my hammer.

(To be continued)