Chapter 100: Painting Knife!
"Look! This is 'Linnan Street'! ”
Bai Xiaochuan stood at the crossroads and pointed south, Miao Miao and Mengqing'er were stunned.
'Linnan Street' is not as dilapidated as they imagined, but full of Shanghai style during the Republic of China.
There are many imitation European-style buildings, which really stunned Miao Miao and Mengqing.
"Ogawa? I really didn't expect that 'Linnan Street' would be like this. Miao Miao said very strangely.
"This means that you don't know enough about S City. Listening to the name, S City looks like a new city. But you don't know that in S City, there is also an old town.
'Linnan Street' is the old city, and later the city was expanded, north to east, expanded six times, which is what is now S City.
And now? After the new city was built, the old town also needed to be renovated, so it became a demolition area.
But I checked the information again, although this is a demolition area, but the person who bought this land has no intention of demolishing it, but wants to build this place into a film and television city. ”
Ye Xiuwen explained endlessly, even Yue'er admired it very much. Unexpectedly, just by renting a house, Bai Xiaochuan did so much homework.
"Look at this again!"
Bai Xiaochuan said, took out his mobile phone again, clicked on the picture library, and the top row of pictures appeared, which was a three-story European-style villa.
"This house, not bad?" Miao Miao said in surprise.
"What is this again?" Bai Xiaochuan enlarged the picture and pointed to the house number outside the villa.
"No. 13, Building 9, 'Linnan Street'?" Miao Miao's eyes lit up.
"Naturally, are you a person who can only eat soft rice when I am Bai Xiaochuan? I tell you, I want to recognize the truth, I am afraid of myself. ”
Bai Xiaochuan said proudly, leading Miao Miao and Mengqing'er to the 9th Villa No. 13 as if they were walking in their own backyard.
The exterior of the villa is exactly the same as in the picture, although the house looks a little old, but it is very solid, and the outside is a row of black iron fences, and in the middle of the fence are lime pillars of cement mortar.
Outside the pillars, there are fine sandstones as decorations.
The hollow iron door is also black, and the paint on it, although it has been eroded by wind and rain, has faded from its former glory, but there is no trace of rust, and everything is very well preserved.
Bai Xiaochuan also rang the doorbell, and the doorbell made the chirping sound of an old-fashioned doorbell.
Miao Miao smiled, she didn't expect that the doorbell would be so easy to use in such an old building.
"This house used to be lived in by rich people. It's a shame to be left here. ”
Bai Xiaochuan shook his head, took out the key to open the door, and the door was simply opened, apparently the door lock was also well kept.
"Huh? Ogawa? You said that Teacher Fang, is he a rich second generation? Miao Miao said curiously.
"Do you need to ask? Since ancient times, intellectuals have been rich second generations, do you see which one of the hard-working scholars became the prime minister? ”
Bai Xiaochuan said disdainfully, what kind of Xiaobai was born and started from scratch, so he didn't believe it.
It was rumored that Ma Yun was self-made, but no one asked his father who he was.
Of course, Bai Xiaochuan is not the kind of person who can't look down on others, he just wants to go his own way.
likes to take a shortcut that ordinary people are willing to take, just like his senior sister 'Zhang Xiaoli'.
He knew what she did, but if he wanted to take a shortcut, he had to endure what ordinary people couldn't endure.
It's just a pity that Bai Xiaochuan's forbearance didn't make him change his life, so Bai Xiaochuan woke up and felt that he still had to rely on himself to be a man.
No matter how good other people's money is, what's the use of not giving it to you? It's better to make some real money.
He hadn't been in contact with anchors before, and he didn't know that being an anchor could make money.
But now that he knows it, and he enjoys it, his life is getting better day by day, although he still owes a lot of debt.
Yes, Bai Xiaochuan still owes money, owes the 'monk who has been a Taoist priest' 10,000 yuan for the goods, paid in installments, and six interest-free installments. Bai Xiaochuan divided it into six installments, and the repayment was less than 2,000 yuan a month.
Bai Xiaochuan still remembers this matter, and he is not in a hurry to pay it back, anyway, the six issues are free, and when he has more money in his hand, he will not be too late to pay it back.
The main entrance of the villa was also opened, and although the axes of the two doors creaked and creaked, the door panels were still very good.
Bai Xiaochuan shook it and felt that with some oil, it should be fine.
There was a carpet at the door, and the carpet was dusty, and the furniture in the room was also dusty, as if no one had been here for a long time.
"Xiaochuan, the house is a little dirty, there is nothing, I am afraid that there is no electricity, no water, it will be bad." Miao Miao Road.
"Why don't you try it?"
Bai Xiaochuan pressed the switch at the door, and after two sizzles, the old-fashioned chandelier actually lit up, but it was just a little flashing.
"Xiaochuan, this lamp is going to be lit at night, it's easy to scare people to death!"
Miao Miao pursed her lips, as if she was still shivering, and if she hadn't caught ghosts with Bai Xiaochuan for so many days, I was afraid that she would be killed, and she wouldn't have lived in this kind of house. It's weird.
"I'll go to the toilet and see if there's any water."
After shivering, Miao Miao felt very uncomfortable and went to the bathroom on the first floor.
Bai Xiaochuan didn't care, he was very satisfied with the environment in this villa.
Such a big house is more than enough for three people to live.
"Huh?"
Bai Xiaochuan frowned in vain, and at this moment, in the bathroom, there was a scream, it was Miao Miao's voice,......