Seeing the words Beijing love story, Chen Ping couldn't help but think of two popular songs in his previous life. There was also controversy in my previous life, whether it was because of these two songs that this TV series became popular, or whether this TV series created these two songs, and it can even be said that it made the singer go to the next level.

In his previous life, Chen Ping couldn't manage this, and he didn't have the ability to do it. But in this life, not necessarily!

"Okay, I'll go to Wuzhen tomorrow to have a look, if it's suitable, I'll finalize the matter of the house, and then I'll inform you, you come to me, and I'll tell you the story completely."

After Chen Ping sent the news to Fenghuo, he turned off the computer and prepared to rest, and just went to bed, Huang Qian stared at him and asked, "What is the Beijing love story?" ”

When I chatted with Fenghuo just now, I used the voice, so Huang Qian also heard the name, obviously, she was very interested in this story. It's just that when Chen Ping told Fenghuo just now, he only talked about the plot in general, and the detailed storyline was not told.

"A series of things happened in Beijing with young men and women in several different places and different identities." Chen Ping wanted to sleep after a simple answer, but was dragged by Huang Qian's arm.

"It's still early, tell me the story. A little bit of it will do! ”

Chen Ping saw Huang Qian's insistence, so he could only speak helplessly for a short time, until nearly twelve o'clock, Chen Ping took the initiative to shut up, looked at Huang Qian, and signaled that it was time for her to sleep.

The next morning, after breakfast, several people drove to Wuzhen, and when they arrived in Wuzhen, it was close to noon, so they didn't bother to find a restaurant, so they directly called their relatives who helped Fenghuo take care of their homes and explained their intentions.

Ten minutes later, the man came, an old man in his sixties. Seeing Chen Ping and a few people, he led a few people towards the town unhurriedly, talking as he walked.

"Evil, the ancestral house is going to be sold, how can people now forget their roots so much. I can't figure out how to go abroad when I have a little money. What is so good abroad, I can't even understand what I say! ”

It is normal for the old man to be more conservative, listening to his nagging, Chen Ping can only smile. After walking for about five minutes, I finally came to a house.

Gray-black bricks, beige exterior walls, even some grass on top of the walls, and a black wooden door with a plaque hanging from it. At the entrance of the house is a small river about four meters wide. The water of the river is so clear that you can even see some small fish and shrimp. Along the river, there are houses of this type on both sides, but of different sizes. From time to time, you can see small canopy boats in the river, slowly gliding by, rippling and rippling.

"Zhou Mansion."

"In our clan, the ancestors are still the big officials of the Qing Dynasty, and the third-grade officials. I used to live in the capital. It was only after returning to his hometown that this house was built here, except for the furniture. Most of the stuff inside is kept as it was. Alas, it's a pity! ”

Looking at the plaque, the old man's face also showed pride, mixed with this trace of memory and reluctance, and then shook his head and took out a bunch of keys from his pocket. The door was opened.

The house is indeed very large, much larger than the three hundred square meters said by Fenghuo, and what surprised Chen Ping even more was that there was a small lotus pond in the house, and there was a big tree by the pond that was not very tall. The foliage is lush and green, and it covers the southeast side of the lotus pond like a large umbrella. What kind of variety it is, Chen Ping can't see it. Looking at the old man beside him suspiciously, the old man led Chen Ping to the lotus pond, pointed to the old tree and said.

"This tree has been living for more than 200 years, and when my ancestors built this house, they transplanted it from the mountains. Listening to the older generation, this is a locust tree, a town house, and it was also a symbol of status in ancient times. ”

Hearing the old man say this, Li Li and Huang Guangliang on the side both nodded in unison. In particular, there is a stone table and four stone benches under the old locust tree, which look like old objects. When the weather is hot, you can drink tea under the trees to cool off. Following the old man to turn the entire yard, including several main houses, Li Li looked very carefully, and sometimes went up to touch it to check the solidity.

After more than an hour, except for the old man, Chen Ping and the others were very satisfied.

"Uncle, I am very satisfied with this house, and I will contact them when we have dinner. I'm really bothering you today, otherwise, the kid invites you to have a meal, and by the way, I will also learn a little bit about the history and landforms of our Wuzhen, don't wait until I move here in the future, I can't find a store or restaurant or something. ”

The old man stared at Chen Ping for a long time, then slowly shook his head and said, "I understand your kindness, so you don't need to eat." Wuzhen is not big, it takes half a day to find out the door, and my children are still waiting for me to go back. By the way, if you really buy this house, you must take good care of it in the future. I will come over anytime! ”

After speaking, the old man left slowly, leaving Chen Ping with a stubborn back.

Just like the old man said, he walked east along the river, but two hundred meters was considered to be on the main road, and this road was seven or eight meters wide, much more magnificent than the four or five meters wide path in front of the house he had just seen. On top of that, there are quite a few stalls on this avenue, some of which are buying handmade arts, embroidery, knick-knacks, etc. Others are unique to Wuzhen, such as snacks and restaurants, and of course, modern supermarkets.

Although it is past the meal, there are still many tourists who eat, and there are also aborigines of Wuzhen in the middle, and various dialects can be heard. Chen Ping and the others ordered a few special side dishes and asked for rice.

An hour later, at about three o'clock in the afternoon, Chen Ping called Fenghuo.

"The house is very good, you ask your classmate's mother, how much can I sell it to me."

Twenty minutes later, Fenghuo called, his classmate's mother was also a cheerful person, and heard that Chen Ping was very satisfied with his family's house, and directly lowered the house price by 100,000 yuan, only 3.8 million yuan.

Three million eight million!

Chen Ping could accept it in his heart, but he still muttered a little, how much money was left in his card. Chen Ping himself doesn't know, in ordinary life, he rarely spends money. Except for when he bought a car and a house, he paid for it himself, and at other times, Huang Qian basically controlled the family's expenses.

"How much cash do we have?" Chen Ping is really a little unsure, after buying a house and decorating a whole set, his card is basically empty, but fortunately, the manuscript fee has been clocked in on a monthly basis in the past few months.

Huang Qian thought for a while and said, "After the renovation, there are less than 300,000 left in the card. In addition, the manuscript fee in April and May should be more than 800,000 yuan! ”

Chen Ping was shocked when he heard this, and said, "Why are there so many? ”

The average subscription of "Yang God" is now maintained at about 15,000, and he updates 8,000 words a day, and at the end of the month, there is a small explosion, and it is less than 300,000 words in a month. According to the subscription, the manuscript fee generated is about 80,000 yuan. If you count those tips, it will be more than 100,000 in a month, and 300,000 in two months, how can there be 500,000?

"The manuscript fee for the month we got married was a lot, and it seems that there are many rewards from book friends. I don't know either! Huang Qian just checked the account at the beginning of each month when the manuscript fee was issued, and she did not know the detailed income of the manuscript fee.

Li Li and Huang Guangliang listened to the conversation between the two on the side, and they were shocked in their hearts. They knew that Chen Ping was very famous for writing books, but it was only on the Internet, they didn't know what Chen Ping's real income was, and besides, they were father-in-law and mother-in-law, and they were embarrassed to ask directly.

Now that they heard that Chen Ping had an income of more than 100,000 yuan every month, they were really frightened.

Chen Ping was silent for a while after hearing this, and then said: "It's too little, it's barely a fraction, and it's three million." ”

"Chen Ping, when I went abroad with your mother, you gave some money, less than 100,000 yuan. Aren't the two houses we compensated for about to be built? If not, we should sell those two houses, which should be enough. Huang Guangliang suddenly said that Chen Ping had done a lot for this family, and the main purpose of buying a house now was also to give his daughter a comfortable waiting environment, and it was time to compensate him.

"yes, your dad is right. The house we live in now is enough, and the other two houses are also put away, so it is better to sell them and buy this house. Li Li also agreed.

Chen Ping shook his head after hearing this, and said: "The housing prices in S City are getting higher and higher, and many people are in a hurry to buy a house now, and it is a little inappropriate to sell it now." Besides, three million is not a lot, I borrowed a little from a friend and paid it back later. ”

Three million is not a lot?

Li Li and Huang Guangliang were a little stunned, and then they were slowly relieved when they thought of Chen Ping's income. But thinking of borrowing someone else's money, Huang Guangliang was still a little uncomfortable, and asked with a frown: "Three million is not a small amount, and it is not easy for ordinary friends to lend it to you, right?" Besides, there is a lot of interest on the three million deposited in the bank, let's borrow money, according to how much interest? ”

This Chen Ping didn't think about it, and when he heard Huang Guangliang say it, his heart jumped.

Chen Ping originally planned to borrow money from Xuehong, he is not married, he is a real bachelor, and he has a good relationship with himself, so it should be easier to borrow money from him. Hearing what Huang Guangliang said, he was also a little hesitant.

Although the relationship is good and they can be regarded as very good friends, three million is not a small amount after all, not to mention, it also has to calculate interest. If you give more, you will suffer a loss, and if you give less, you will be afraid of causing unnecessary trouble.

Returning to S City from Wuzhen, Chen Ping hadn't paid attention yet.

After sitting on the sofa and thinking about it for a long time, Chen Ping decided to give it a try. (To be continued......)