Chapter 51: Persimmons

Interested?

Of course interested!

Chongwenfang's house, two in and two out, the front shop and the back house, and a yard, there is a well in the yard!

This is simply the house that Han Chuan has always dreamed of!

What's more, this house is only one hundred and fifty taels of silver!

One hundred and fifty taels!

Inside the Xusi Gate, where to find a house of one hundred and fifty taels!

Han Chuan became excited, but in an instant, the excitement was reduced by more than half, there must be something wrong with this house... Otherwise, how could a good house be sold at such a low price?

Han Chuan smiled, and looked at the young man with clear eyes, "Interested, such a low price, such a good house, how can you not be interested?" It's just that you tell me carefully, what twists and turns are here. Let's go all the way, and your freshly dried cotton shoes will be soaked in snow again. ”

The guy scratched the back of his head, a little embarrassed, I don't know if it was because Han Chuan had pierced the cotton shoes that had entered the water, or if he had pierced the secret of the house.

After just getting along for half a day, the guy felt that this little girl was very good.

He has a very good temperament, and even if he is dissatisfied with the house, he will never show it in front of the master.

He also speaks very tactfully, and he takes care of other people's ideas.

is also very frank and understands, don't play tricks, first talk about your own budget and needs, and then go to this goal to screen and see, unlike that I can't understand what I want, obviously there are a few copper plates in my pocket, and I want him to take it to see the big mansion next to the official office, phew! I don't weigh my own bones, a few pounds and a few taels!

The guy laughed "hey, hey, hey," and said, "You're right. There are no twists and turns, and this house really can't go down five hundred taels. ”

The man took a cloth handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the soaked cotton soles clean, and after thinking about it, he said, "You are a bright person, and I have told you clearly." The house saw blood last year, and the daughter-in-law hung the beam after hacking the head of the house to death. The mother-in-law looked at this place and was sad, and wanted to sell the house here and go back to her hometown in Hebei, and it had been hanging for a year, and the big guys were panicked, and no one dared to buy it, and the price dropped from three hundred taels to two hundred taels, and then to the current one hundred and fifty taels. That's why I ask you, are you bold? ”

Han Chuan's expression was estimated to be a little broken, and he restrained it for a while, and then he restrained it.

This is a murderous house, right?

Han Chuan buried his head in thought.

The man folded two stacks of cloth and put it back into his arms, and did not urge, waiting for the little girl to give an answer.

"Let's go check it out." Han Chuan raised his head again, still smiling, "If you don't win, we won't look at it today, and we'll come out and see it tomorrow when the weather is clear." What do you think? ”

The guy laughed "hehe", let go of half of his body, and asked Han Chuan to go first.

The guy is not wrong, the location of the house is very good, next to the Chonghua Gate, turning over the square entrance, it is the wide street.

Han Chuan stood at the door and looked.

The blue bricks and tiles, ancient and exquisite, carved beams and painted buildings, is a very beautiful house. A large tree leaned against the corner, a few clumps of frosty branches. If the little brother didn't tell her the details of this house, she would never have imagined that this was a murderous house.

The man knocked on the door, and a white-haired old lady opened the door, and when she saw that it was the official person, the corners of her mouth drooped downward, "Come and see the house again, come and see the house again, have you made it clear to others?" Don't fool people, toss you, and toss us! ”

The guy hooked his waist and hurriedly said, "Old lady, make it clear!" The girl still wants to come and see! Don't fret! This girl is a sensible person! ”

Han Chuan crossed the threshold, it is a bright shop, the guy is not wrong to be able to put five or six square tables no problem, the left side of the shop is the stove room, the right side is the corridor, the corridor leads to the second courtyard.

The old lady walked in front with her waist collar, and Han Chuan followed behind through the courtyard of the second entrance.

The snow is still falling.

The courtyard is covered with a thin layer of silver from the inside to the outside, the inner house is divided into the main house, the east and west side compartments, and a few small ear rooms and warehouses, sitting north and facing south, facing the wind and frost, the big tree sticking out of the wall is in the southeast corner of the courtyard, dense and verdant, not afraid of the unbearable cold and ice and snow. There are a few tall shelves in the middle of the yard, and there are a few unknown grass hidden in the corners. The windows of the main room are bright and bright, although the east and west compartments are not large, but the layout is reasonable, and it looks old and gray, but it is very regular.

Han Chuan is quite satisfied.

The old lady stretched out her finger tremblingly and pointed to the beam above Han Chuan's head, "My daughter-in-law hanged herself here." ”

Han Chuan didn't look at Liang, but looked at the old lady.

The guy secretly said in his heart that it was not good.

The old woman is messing with the situation again.

Whenever she encounters such a fearless and intentional spectator, she always has to jump out to stir up the situation!

I still want to sell this house!

The old lady saw Han Chuan looking at him, and laughed yin, "My daughter-in-law there let our family die, but she herself became a hanged ghost, the Buddhist scriptures say that the hanged ghost will be a worm in the next life, and she deserves it!" ”

Han Chuan also smiled, "Why did your daughter-in-law hack your son to death?" ”

The old lady frowned, "Why?" Crazy! ”

Speaking of her son, the old lady's chest finally rose and fell slightly, "What's wrong with the man getting drunk and hitting her twice?" What's wrong with having a little son outside? This house and the money in the house are all saved by my son's business! I took her and my wife from my hometown in Hebei to Beijing, and she was not satisfied! Not satisfied! What's wrong with the man beating her! Shouldn't a man beat his daughter-in-law? Shouldn't you pack a small one? It's got to be noisy! The two of them quarreled, and my son pinned her to the well and slapped her, but she reflexively rushed into the stove house and got a kitchen knife..."

Han Chuan's face was very calm, and after looking at the old lady for a while, he turned his eyes and fell on the big tree, "Your daughter-in-law must like to make persimmons, right?" ”

If in mid-autumn, the persimmon tree in the southeast corner of the yard bears full of fruits, it is necessary to use a long wooden clip to break off the branches full of persimmons, hang them on the high shelves in the courtyard, go through the complicated process of folding hooks, peeling, hanging, pinching, off the shelves, out of the water, cakes, and wet frost, to remove the turnips, which lasted more than a month, tear open the skin of the hanging persimmon full of hoarfrost, and the golden gelatinous flesh is exposed, crystal clear like a half-flowing sugar egg, taste a bite, the meat is soft and sticky, and there is no astringency in sweetness. The taste is wonderful, and you won't feel tired after eating three or five at a time.

This big tree has grown very well, and although it is declining now, it can be seen that someone must have taken care of it carefully.

The old lady's eyes changed when she looked at Han Chuan, "Who cares what she likes to eat and do!" What matters to a woman is to flatter what she likes to eat and do in charge! ”

Han Chuan pursed his lips and smiled, looked at the beam across his head, and finally spoke, "If you really hate it, you can live well, the cold people in this courtyard are not worth her life." ”