Chapter 180: Scared Silver
The house on Chunfeng Road that is in a hurry to sell has good materials, but the style and scenery are very ordinary, just a house built in modern times.
However, the yard is very large, about twice as large as a normal house.
The price is only 2,009, and the other two seats cost 3,02 and 3,008.
The other two haven't seen what they look like, and Feng Huaying can't say which one they want.
To the owner of the house, an old man with gray hair said: "Uncle, you can leave the house for me for a day, and I will be able to give you an answer tomorrow afternoon at the latest." ”
"Okay, wait until six o'clock tomorrow afternoon at the latest." The uncle's face was bitter, "If it weren't for the lack of money, I wouldn't want to sell the house." ”
Feng Huaying listened to it very unpleasantly, but there was no way.
I heard Uncle Yang say that the uncle sold the house because his son lost the family business by gambling on stones, and he has gone bankrupt, and he still owes a lot of money outside, so he will sell the house, I have to say that gambling is harmful!
But this is someone else's life, and she can't control it.
While there was still time, Uncle Yang took Feng Huaying to show another house on Chunfeng Road by the way.
The house is very close to the school, five minutes away, the outside is a blue brick house, and the inside is similar to the layout of Uncle Sun's house, but the area of the yard is much smaller, and the seller is not too anxious to sell, and it is not easy to bargain.
Three thousand two, the probability of coming down is very low.
Feng Huaying has basically made a choice, but the rest of the family, she still plans to take a look, Uncle Yang has already made an appointment with someone, and she is not good not to go.
I called Ji Weihe at night and told him about it, "...... Which do you think is the right one to buy? ”
"The one at No. 99 Chunfeng Road is good." Ji Weihe went over what Feng Huaying said in his mind, and immediately understood her tendency.
"You think so too?" Feng Huaying said happily: "I don't know what the Ming Dynasty mansion on Yonghua Street is like, it is possible that I will take a fancy to it at that time, but it is a bit expensive, it costs three thousand eight, and the difference between it and the one on No. 99 is nearly a thousand yuan." ”
A thousand yuan, how many people can't save so much money in a lifetime.
"If the house on Yonghua Street is really good, buy it, and I'll figure out how to deal with the money." Ji Weihe thought about it and didn't let Feng Huaying give up the house.
The house is a place to live for a lifetime, and it is necessary to live comfortably by yourself, both of them can earn money, and they will be able to earn it back soon.
Feng Huaying suddenly smiled like a flower, "How can you be so good." ”
It's just a matter of leaving the big thing like buying a house to her, even if the price exceeds their budget, they don't hesitate, what kind of fairy husband is this.
Ji Weihe, who was desperate to make money, suddenly lightened his heavy heart: "It's good if you're happy." ”
It's nothing to borrow money, the two of them work hard, and they can pay it off in a year.
"I'll tell you the good news, the two sets of furniture I made have been sold, and I bought two hundred and seven." Feng Huaying's eyes were shining.
"Huanghuali is made in the mountains, it can be said that there is no cost, the net income is two hundred and seven, even if we buy a house of three thousand eight, we don't have to take on the debt for too long, and we will be able to pay it off soon!"
It's not easy to talk about the joy of earning so much money with Master, and they don't want to lose their steady and reliable image in front of them, but Ji Wei and her don't have so many worries.
Both sets are sold, more than 500 yuan, you can have 1,000 in two months, 6,000 a year, and 10,000 yuan households are no longer far away, I am very excited when I think about it, and soon she will be a rich woman!
"Hey, it's so expensive!" Ji Weihe was surprised, and a sense of crisis rose faintly in his heart.
After putting down the phone and going home, Ji Weihe did not go to rest, but went to the study, fighting at night, Hua Ying worked so hard, he couldn't fall behind too much.
The next day, Feng Huaying took the child to Yonghua Street early in the morning to see the house.
I went back a little late yesterday, and Xiao Zeying, who played with Zhang's mother for a while and didn't see her mother come back, was very clingy, and she had to follow wherever she went.
Originally, I was already familiar with Zhang's mother, and I could take her for a while, but now it's useless.
The house on Yonghua Street is indeed antique, with carved window edges, beech wood, and wonderful paintings in the corridor, bright red, blue, and green, which made her think of the Summer Palace promenade.
It's just that in addition to these, there should have been some flowers and plants planted in the yard, but now there are no more, only some holes in the potholes.
And all the utensils in the room were gone, there was nothing, not even a chair, it had been emptied.
"All the furniture?" Feng Huaying frowned, if it weren't for those, they would have to spend a sum of money to buy all kinds of things.
Even if she knows how to carpenter and can save a fortune, the time lost is immeasurable, and the commonly used things such as pots and pans add up to a large amount of consumption, so it is not worth spending three thousand eight to buy this house.
But apparently the woman who sold the house didn't think so, and said impatiently: "Selling a house is not selling furniture, what do you think about, do you want to buy it?" ”
She is slightly stout, dressed in silk and wears two gold and silver jewelry on her head, and her family background should be good, but looking at her face is a little mean.
As soon as I saw Feng Huaying, I was very disappointed, and it seemed that taking them to show them the house was just going through the motions, and I didn't think she could buy it, so I didn't want to waste time on her.
"If there is no furniture, three thousand two." Feng Huaying didn't like this person's attitude, but she endured it for the sake of the house.
Its hallway was really close to her heart, and she wanted to buy it if she could.
The woman scoffed: "Don't bargain with me, three thousand eight is not two prices, if you can't afford it, don't waste everyone's time." ”
Feng Huaying's face was cold, and her peaceful eyes instantly looked at the woman like a falcon, which made the woman instantly furious, and a layer of cold sweat brushed her back, and she didn't dare to be arrogant anymore.
"Hopefully you'll sell someday." Feng Huaying and Uncle Yang left.
No matter how good the house is, Feng Huaying doesn't want to buy it anymore, and she is not wronged.
Maybe in the future its value will be very high, but this kind of house with history is not only this one, at this time, a house of this specification is about 3,000.
Ordinary people don't pay attention to history, only look at large and small materials.
When Feng Huaying left, the woman reacted and sneered: "Dead and poor, you also want to buy a house, can you afford it!" ”
"Then we'll go to Uncle Sun's and settle down the house now." Feng Huaying hugged Xiao Zeying, who was tired of playing, and said.
Uncle Yang: "That's okay, my grandson is here today, and I can go to the real estate bureau in the morning to transfer the house." ”
Without delay, Feng Huaying and Uncle Sun quickly made up their minds, and before leaving, Uncle Sun took one last look at the house with a reluctant face.
Feng Huaying didn't urge him, and Uncle Sun quickly adjusted himself: "Let's go." ”
went to the bank to withdraw the money, and then went to the real estate bureau to handle the transfer, and the money was given to Uncle Sun, and the freshly baked house book with her name written on it also arrived.
After Uncle Sun left, Feng Huaying rubbed his cheeks with Xiao Zeying, who had not yet woken up: "We have a house, are you happy?" ”
"Hua Ying?" When Jiang Feng got out of the car, he saw Feng Huaying at the door of the Real Estate Bureau, hesitated, got out of the car and walked over.
"Comrade Jiang, why are you here?" Feng Huaying's expression of joy restrained when she saw Jiang Feng.
"Come and do something, you're here?" Jiang Feng's eyes looked at the little doll in her arms, the big gurgling eyes were very pleasing, and he couldn't help but relax his expression and show a smile.
But the hideous scar is matched with a stiff expression, fierce eyes, and a fierce aura.
Oh scare, scare silver!