A handful of sweat broke out in the palms of the man's hands.

This girl... It's honest and clear, but now... How...

Well...

How so?

A little gloomy?

Han Chuan's words made the old lady so angry that smoke appeared on her head.

Han Chuan turned around lightly and skillfully, and opened his mouth calmly, "The dead in this house are not terrible, the living are quite terrible." One hundred and fifty taels, no bargaining. I also pay the commission of the official tooth according to the rules. Please ask the owner of the house, if this price is okay, if it is, we can go to the transfer today. ”

The old lady stiffened her neck, her face was red, and her ears were red, "Not for sale!" Don't sell! The old lady will sell it to no one and will not sell it to you! ”

Han Chuan turned around and smiled, "Your house has been hanging on the official tooth for more than a year, who else admits to buying it except me?" Stay here and don't you have strange dreams at night? For example, is your daughter-in-law asking for your life with her long, blood-red tongue? For example, two lines of blood and tears flowed from her eyes, accusing you of aiding and abusing? For example, suddenly wearing a white coat and long hair jumped into your room at night? ”

Han Chuan smiled sweetly, and the two small pear vortices on the side of his mouth diluted the alienation caused by the slender eye shape, "I advise you, don't bend down to look at the bottom of the bed - I don't know what will suddenly appear in the dark and dark, or a face covered with hair, or that thing has no face at all." ”

The guy got goosebumps on his elbows.

The sky was already cold, and now the cold air has rushed from the soles of the feet to the top of the head.

Han Chuan looked at the old lady's black green, "You haven't slept well these days, have you?" ”

The man looked thoughtfully at the old lady.

Selling the house and returning to Hebei for the elderly is nonsense.

The daughter-in-law who is afraid to stay here, afraid of becoming a ghost, is it real?

Han Chuan smiled, his slender and upturned eyes narrowed into two crescents, and pointed to the main house, "Besides, if you don't sell this house, do you still have money to buy candles and tribute fruits for your son?" ”

The guy looked at Han Chuan's fingers, there were candles burning in the half-hidden door of the main room, and there were two layers of tablets, and the other tablets were only a small section of candles in front of them, only the latest and best tablets were burning in front of the more expensive white-headed wax, the candles were almost burned, and the tribute fruit in front of it didn't look too bright.

The big pear, the skin wilted, squatted in front of the tablet in shame.

In fact, the little girl is also quite suitable for official teeth, and her eyes are quite bright.

The old lady stiffened her neck, pressed her breath to her chest, and did not speak for a long time.

The snow is about to stop,

Han Chuan shook the oil-paper umbrella and beckoned the guy to go back, "Think about it carefully, if you figure it out, Ming'er will ask the official to come to the Iron Lion Hutong to find me." If you figure it out after tomorrow, I'll have to make a counteroffer. ”

On the second day, Han Chuan deliberately finished work early, and before the stall was properly packed, someone knocked on the door, Cui Shi poked his head out of the east side compartment to take a closer look, and saw that it was a short guy, pouted and retracted his head.

It's the same guy from yesterday.

The young man looked happy, "It's done!" The old lady should go! You can sign the deed at noon today, and you can transfer the official tooth in the afternoon, and this house will be yours in the evening! ”

That's to be expected.

The old lady is strong on the outside and the inside, otherwise she wouldn't have been murdered, so she sold the house in a hurry and returned to her hometown.

It's all about the poor daughter-in-law.

But the more she shouts, the more bottomless she often feels in her heart.

Han Chuan cleaned up the stall and arched his hand at the guy, "... Just got out of the stall, please wait a while, go to the official mansion, you must be dressed neatly. Then he took out the oiled paper from the wooden shelf on the stall and wrapped a small cake made from the remaining pieces, and handed it to the man, "It's so early, you haven't eaten yet, it's clean, and you have a few pieces and stuffing left, and your child will be baked." ”

The guy took a bite, gave Han Chuan a thumbs up, and muttered incoherently while chewing, "... If you open a restaurant in that house, you will be very popular! ”

Han Chuan replied with a smile, went back to the west side of the box to open the hidden wooden box, hid the silver ticket on his chest, and cleared the cash in his hand, and saved forty taels of silver in the past few months, mainly the silver earned from selling pastries, plus the ten or two pieces of silver brought out from the palace, there were just more than one hundred and sixty points of silver.

More than sixty taels of silver were spread in a wooden box.

Han Chuan took an old cloth and wrapped it in the wooden box, holding it in his arms.

This is all she has to lose.

In fact, if she saves for a few more months, she will have a lot more money in her hands.

If you have a house, you have to buy tables and chairs, dishes and chopsticks, pots and pans if you are small, and if you are big, you have to have it, right? You have to have an account office, right? The shopkeeper has to have it, right?

Set up a stall, she can do it alone.

But if she really wants to be a restaurant, she is a separate person, and she is overwhelmed, can she do the cooking, accounting room, washing dishes and dishes, purchasing goods, etc.?

Unless you split her into four or five pieces.

Han Chuan pursed his lips, take one step at a time, there is no endless road, and the living can still be suffocated to death by urine?

When you buy a house, you have roots.

In the days when Cui's troubles were fierce, Han Chuan often woke up at night, and her clothes and baggage were never completely opened, and she always wore one to take one piece, wash one and collect one - when Cui swept her out, she could quickly pick up the burden and roll out of the Iron Lion Alley.

Han Chuan walked majestically in front of him with the silver coin, and the guy followed behind Han Chuan vigilantly.

All the way to Jing Zhaoyin, Han Chuan and his buddies breathed a sigh of relief. The old lady never appeared, all the documents were signed to the guy in advance, and the official office knocked on a few big red seals, so that Han Chuan pressed a dozen red handprints, and the official with the eight-grade black gauze hat on his head pouted his eyes and asked, "Can you write?" ”

Han Chuan nodded.

Not to mention anything else, the teaching in the palace is still quite up-to-date.

Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, music and rhyme, these high-end goods occasionally open one or two classes.

But everyone has to know how to get started, and the female envoys have only been in the palace for two years, and they must learn not only the rules but also the rules and writing, the rhythm of flowers, and the literacy of the score-who knows which ancestral tomb will smoke and become a nobleman? Educating the female envoy to be obedient and virtuous is to benefit the master, and to benefit the master is to benefit the country.

The teaching of Han Chuan can be said to be the cornerstone of the Great Wei Jiangshan Sheji.

The cornerstone must be very strong.

The official looked at Han Chuan's name, and smacked his tongue a little, and the handwriting was a bit interesting.

There are more than a dozen red stamps, brushed and stamped.

The official read according to a folded paperwork, "No. 233 Dongtangzi Hutong, the house is two in and two out, the front shop is 12 meters wide, 20 meters deep, and the head of the household has been renamed He Hanchuan." ”

Hand the paperwork to Han Chuan, "Put it away, this house is yours." ”

Han Chuan took a deep breath, took the paperwork with both hands, and slowly exhaled that breath.

She has a home.