Under Xiao Xiangxiang's service, Fang Jifan rinsed his mouth, and just after eating breakfast, the famous doctor came.

The doctor's face was full of red light, his face was pale, and he heard that the young master's brain disease was getting better and better, and everyone in the house called him a miracle doctor.

As usual, he carried the medicine box on his back, and came to Fang Jifan with a smile: "I've seen Fang Gongzi, Fang Gongzi's complexion is much better, the student should take the pulse of Gongzi first." ”

Fang Jifan was quite instinctively afraid of this doctor, and after thinking about it, he looked at him with his nostrils facing the sky again, crossed his legs and said, "This son is already well, what is the pulse, you old dog, get out of the way." ”

"Haha...... Haha......" The doctor laughed dryly, as a doctor, being scolded as an old dog, it was indeed insulting, but although it was a little unpleasant, the doctor still showed a relieved smile, and sighed: "Yes, Childe's illness is really good, and the old man is very ...... Very ......"

"Get out!" Fang Jifan understands his way of survival, the more arrogant and domineering he is, the happier and more relieved he is, this is really a ...... O god-like world.

"Good, good." The doctor was not annoyed at all, but turned his head and instructed Deng Jian: "If the son shows signs of illness again, he must report it in time, the son ...... Farewell to the old decay, farewell. ”

Seeing that the doctor was gone, Fang Jifan breathed a sigh of relief.

Just escaped a catastrophe, Fang Jifan became empty and lonely again, did he have to pretend to be a scumbag for the rest of his life?

No, it's boring to live like this, I have to do a big career, but now......

Fang Jifan stood up and said, "Little Deng Deng ......"

Xiao Deng Deng is Deng Jian's exclusive name, but obviously Deng Jian is not very happy with Fang Jifan calling himself like this, so he replied with a bitter face: "What does the young master command." ”

Fang Jifan smiled and said, "Let's go, accompany Young Master Ben for a walk in the mansion." ”

"Okay." Deng Jian hurriedly went to get a Xiangfei fan, and a sachet of sao bag, and said as if he was invited: "When the young master goes out, he loves to take this ......."

Fang Jifan's face was black, the owner of this body still has this interest? He smiled, skillfully asked Xiao Xiangxiang to tie the sachet around his waist, and played with the Xiangfei fan in his hand, closing and closing, there was a poem on the fan, Fang Jifan glanced at it, and saw that the fan was written: 'Persuade the monarch not to cherish the golden clothes, and persuade the monarch to cherish the youth.' The flowers can be folded straight, and the branches must be broken without flowers. ’

THIS POETIC CONCEPTION IS GOOD, BUT FANG JIFAN KNOWS THE MALICIOUS UNDERSTANDING OF THIS POEM BY THE OWNER OF THIS FAN, AND HE CAN'T HELP BUT SCOLD IN HIS HEART, BAH, STINKY LIU HOOLIGAN.

Although I despise it in my heart, I still have to live my life.

Cheered up, followed Deng Jian out of the bedroom, and at this time he really saw Nanhe Bofu, Fang Jifan couldn't help but be speechless.

This mansion covers a huge area, not to mention fifty acres, row upon row of roofs, three in and three out, the main hall, the front hall, the backyard, the wing room, the firewood room is full of dozens of rooms, Fang Jifan is very satisfied, subconsciously shaking the Xiang Concubine fan, the only fly in the ointment is that this house ...... It's a bit old, but it has a history of 100 years, and it looks very mottled.

He couldn't help but say, "This house should be repaired." ”

"Repair...... Repair the house......" Deng Jian exclaimed in surprise.

Fang Jifan patted his braincase: "Something like a dog, the reason why the young master is sick must be because this house is too old, renovated, do you understand?" ”

Deng Jian showed a smile again, and said, "What the young master said is good, did the young master say that the house is full of yin qi?" I know, I know, but ...... It costs a lot of money to repair the house. ”

Fang Jifan raised his eyebrows and said, "Tangtang Nan and Bofu, there is still a shortage of silver?" ”

"Missing!" Deng Jian's answer made Fang Jifan a little confused: "The young master usually doesn't care about things, the manor in the suburbs of Beijing in the mansion has thousands of acres of fertile land, but after all, what is planted is also grain, although the uncle has favors and rewards, the real silver is not much, it is all the treasure money of our Ming Dynasty." ”

Treasure money...... Fang Jifan understood, this is the unique banknote of the Ming Dynasty, but unfortunately, the imperial court printed too much, in fact, it is not worth a few dollars.

He suddenly remembered that the economic characteristics of this era were like this, although the value of the land was high, most of the rich households were rented to the farmers for farming, and of course the grain was harvested, and this grain was also piled up in the barn, although it was also exchanged for money, but after all, Nanhe Bofu was such a big business, and the expenses were also large, so naturally, don't expect how much cash there is on the books.

It's not a way to pretend to be crazy and stupid like this, you have to be independent, only when people are independent, for example, if they have money, they will not be controlled by others, and they will be caught and pricked at every turn.

What's more, do you really want to be a loser for the rest of your life?

Not! Fang Jifan felt that he was also a scholar in his previous life, a good young man, and he wanted to be self-reliant and self-reliant.

But what if you don't have any money?

Fang Jifan squinted his eyes and suddenly became excited.

There is a way to make money!

It is now March 17 of the 11th year of Hongji.

Half a month later, Fang Jifan vaguely remembered that there was a record in the local chronicles of Tongzhou, saying that there were dozens of ships carrying ebony that were sunken in Beitongzhou, and ebony was increasingly respected by nobles during the Hongzhi period, so the price of ebony continued to rise, and Fang Jifan remembered that the price of ebony had skyrocketed to an unprecedented height.

This ebony is rare, and the general shipping is to load a large amount of ebony together, and the sinking of these dozens of ships means that there will be an extreme shortage of ebony on the market in the future.

Fang Jifan's eyes lit up, and an idea popped up in his mind, hoarding ebony.

But...... What about the silver...... Even before the price doubled, the price of this ebony was terrifying, and he squinted and said, "How much silver is left in the account of the house?" ”

Deng Jian shuddered, and looked at Fang Jifan in panic: "There shouldn't be much, at most, it's only a few hundred taels of silver, less...... Young Master, you ...... You want to ...... again"

As soon as he heard a few hundred taels, Fang Jifan was deflated, but soon, he had another thought, there was no silver, but the Fang family had land, if it was......

He changed his mind, no, no, sell land... Young Master Ben is familiar with history, and the thinking of the ancients is different from that of modern people. In the eyes of the ancients, selling land, but only the deeds of broken households and ruined families will be poked in the backbone.

Hey...... Put on airs......

Am I just a textbook loser? In the city of Beijing, is there a more defeated family than our successor?

Fang Jifan's eyes were already bright, and he shouted: "Call the steward and the account room!" ”

The power of the Fang family's son is still very strong, and after a while, the housekeeper Yang and Liu Accounts in the house came, and the two of them were panting, looking at Fang Jifan with dripping eyes.

Fang Jifan crossed his legs, although he was sitting, but the two people in front of him didn't dare to be taller than Fang Jifan, so they bowed down, so it seemed that Fang Jifan was sitting with his legs crossed and seemed taller than them, looking down on them condescendingly, it was still a bit of a young master's feeling.

Fang Jifan said: "How much land is there in the house?" ”

"The Zhuangzi outside the city has 2,370 acres, and in addition, there are several mountains, covering an area of thousands of acres." Steward Yang said as if he was invited, he heard that the young master had a brain disease, and the young master was being treated these days, and he was very concerned in his heart, and it was said that he was better now, so he looked at the young master with his eyes straight and wanted to see if the young master was better.

"How much silver can you sell?" Fang Jifan's next sentence almost choked Steward Yang to death.

Steward Yang's first reaction was not worry, but his eyebrows and eyes were slightly raised, and he glanced at Liu Shufang on the side, oops, the young master's illness...... Sure enough, it's great, the Fang family is lucky!

What do you think, the young master can actually think of taking the land and selling it for money, in this Beijing city, except for the young master of our Fang family, who else can say such things in such a chic manner? Our young master is really back!

Seeing the beautiful looks on the faces of the two of them, Fang Jifan felt that the world was crazy, so he had to knock the table with the handle of the fan: "If I ask you, how much can be sold, count it for Young Master Ben, and send news to the tooth shop, sell the land, sell everything that can be sold, and not a single mu can be left." ”