Chapter 282

The business of Wanhong boutique ready-to-wear store is still very hot even in the steep season of midwinter, especially when the year is approaching, and the business is a lot higher than usual.

As for the Keju competition, it is still in full swing, and the reputation of the Wanhong Keju Society, with more and more victories, can be said to be more and more famous.

And Liu Yiyi finally found a more suitable house when there were still seven or eight days before that New Year's Day. It is only three streets away from Yihong Building, and the straight-line distance is more than 300 meters away.

Although the house looks a little old, and the inside has long been emptied, and the previous owner has hardly left anything, but there is a small courtyard with two entrances, a total of seven or eight rooms, and the total price is less than 7,000 yuan.

Standing in the open space of the front yard, which was about 100 square meters, Wang Yang's mood was rare and excited. Being able to buy a house in the imperial capital is the biggest dream of my previous life and future life.

I thought about buying 5,000 guan before, but the houses that 5,000 guan could buy were too small, and some even had no yards at all, which really did not conform to Wang Dacaizi's aesthetic point of view.

In the 21st century, I have been tired of living in a tube building, why don't I enjoy a house with a patio after arriving in ancient times?

So in the end, I gritted my teeth and raised the price to 7,000, and finally found such a very suitable house.

And now it's finally happening, although the house looks old and dilapidated, but what is this? It's a big deal to tear off the heavy cover, your own territory, and you can decide whatever you want.

Besides, the bungalow house with a total area of almost 300 square meters, if this is the great imperial capital of later generations, the value will not be one or two hundred million. Even if you want to sell your house by winning the lottery, you have to win the jackpot 20 times.

And now, I have come to this era, and in less than half a year, I have completed the desperate thoughts of my previous life, which really makes Lord Wang want to sing feudalism loudly.

Well, it's too unpositive to think about it, so forget it.

Seeing Wang Yang's excited and trembling appearance, Liu Yiyi gently shook Wang Yang's big hand, but before he could react and shake it back, he had already retracted it.

A pair of watery eyes looked at Master Li, who was walking around the courtyard with a cheerful smile, and whispered to Wang Yang. "The reason why it only cost less than 7,000 yuan is because these houses are too old, and I am afraid that after buying them, they will still be uninhabitable, and if this is sold in the market, it will be almost 1,000 yuan more......

"I just need it, and I naturally want to live in it after I buy it, and it doesn't hurt if the house is dilapidated, and then these houses will be pushed down and rebuilt, so you don't need to report to the government or anything, right?" Wang Yang smiled confidently. Brother really doesn't lack the money to rebuild the house now.

As the so-called cattle are killed, can you still save that bit of salt?

"So you mean you decided to ask for it?" Liu Yiyi looked at Wang Yang, and her smile was full of cunning. "That's almost two thousand times more than you expected."

"Of course, but why are you smiling so cunningly, could it be your family's real estate that was deliberately sold to me at a low price?" Wang Yang's eyes rolled, and then he leaned towards Liu Yiyi with a smile.

"What nonsense, the slave family dares to do that, my mother can't wash her face with tears and bury my daughter every day."

"Then what's the problem here, don't talk about it quickly, otherwise my grandson, cough cough ......" Wang Yang saw that Master Li didn't know when he came over again, and hurriedly covered up with a dry cough.

Liu Yiyi smiled eating, took Master Li's hand and walked towards the outside of the house. "Senior sister, sister will take you to a good place and won't tell your master."

Wang Yang was a little stunned to see the two beautiful girls, one big and one small, walking towards the house seductively, and finally took a look at the mansion that had been reached, and then hurriedly went up.

When I got out of the door, I saw Liu Yiyi come directly to the front of the house next door, knocked on the door gently, and then squeaked the door open, and heard a respectful voice from inside. "Little lady, you're back......"

Liu Yiyi turned her head and saw Wang Yang looking like she was probing her brain, and couldn't help but smile, and her white fingers hooked Wang Yang. "Brother Wang now knows, the slave family's home is next door to your house, why are you stunned, come and sit down, warm and warm......"

"This is your home?" Wang Yang lifted his placket and stepped forward, looking at the courtyard, which was at least twice as large as his own, and said in a loud voice.

"That's right, I bought it a few years ago, it's not far from Yihong Mansion, and it's quite quiet, in the past, when I was a child, the slave family stayed here, and my mother would invite teachers to teach various courses to the slave family. My mother said that you must read more and know a lot of truths, so that you will become smart, and you must not be like her......"

After passing through the front yard where there was still residual snow, Liu Yiyi greeted several middle-aged and elderly women in the courtyard affectionately, and then led Wang Yang into the house.

After Wang Yang entered the room, he was a little stunned. Don't say it's her, even Master Li is a little confused, and Liu Yiyi's pretty face was a little uncomfortable at first, but she quickly calmed down. "Brother Wang, do you still recognize this character?"

"Of course I recognize, this is the first time I wrote the first poem in Yihong Building, I didn't expect you to frame it......" Wang Yang looked at it a little stunned for a long time, then turned his head and looked at the fair woman beside him.

"Of course, who made Brother Wang, you are a famous genius in Bianliang, Tokyo, your handwriting, I don't know how many people want to collect it, but ......" Liu Yiyi smiled slyly.

"Sister Yiyi, it won't be this one, right? Hey, there's another one over there. Master Li's ghost elf's eyes flickered, and he saw another one.

"You really have a heart, it looks like this, but it feels much more beautiful than just hanging a piece of rice paper." Wang Yang looked at the two pieces of rice paper that had been framed, touched the old face, well, a little hot.

"I was writing this one in a hurry at the time, and I haven't written it for many years, so if you take this one off and I'll write a new one for you." Wang Yang looked at this painting and smashed his mouth for a long time, and then said to Liu Yiyi.

Although there is such a fan girl who makes Wang Yang very happy, Wang Yang himself feels blushing when he looks at this character.

"Okay, the pen, ink, paper, and inkstones here are all ready-made, you write another one, remember to leave your title of Wushan monk, and when the time comes, the slave family will take it and frame it." Liu Yiyi smiled happily and replied.

"Then I'll ...... this character" Wang Yang wanted to step forward and take down the character that made him blush, but was stopped by Liu Yiyi. Don't move, it's a slave's. ”

"Hey, can you be a woman, can you be reasonable, I promised to rewrite it for you, what does it matter if I take this one." Wang Yang rolled his eyes helplessly.

"That's not good, it's a big deal, the slave family will put it away and don't hang it here. But I can't give it to you, when it's in the hands of the slave family, you don't want to take it back. Liu Yiyi wrinkled her small nose and said angrily.

Looking at this woman's persistent posture, Wang Da calligrapher could only roll his eyes and have nothing to do. "Okay, okay, you can stay if you like. In other words, Miss Liu, your family actually has such a house, why haven't I seen you come to live in the past? ”

"Of course, the slave family often comes to live, but when the slave family comes, do you still have to report to Uncle Wang? Could it be that you, a disciple, have some bad intentions? When Liu Yiyi said this, her voice was soft and glutinous. Stripped of the snow-white fox fur, she was wearing a dark flower long skirt, which looked extraordinarily elegant, with that stunning posture and charming eyes, no matter how you look at it, you feel seductive.

"What is this called, a good humble gentleman, is it okay for you to be buried as a hooligan?" Wang Yang glared at this beautiful girl with an indignant face, and then walked to the iron stove and squatted down.

"Are you really going to tear it all down and rebuild it?" Liu Yilian moved lightly to Wang Yang's side, sat down and asked.

"Of course, we have to rebuild it according to my wishes, otherwise, in the middle of winter, it will be really uncomfortable to have a toilet in the house." Wang Yang replied subconsciously.

Hearing this, the two women, one big and one young, couldn't help but snort softly in unison.