The Nine Emperors are really as amiable as the legend, and the husband is also very excited, knowing everything and saying everything: "This house is the property of Wang Yuanwai, and this Wang Yuanwai was originally a very wealthy businessman, and the rice and noodle business was originally fine, but there was no way, Wang Yuanwai went out to do business in the first few years, and on the way, a whole team of people were eaten by demon beasts." As soon as Wang Yuanwai died, he was left with a son, and he was still addicted to gambling and lost all his property, this house was the last old bottom, and he had to sell it to pay off his debts, alas......"

As soon as the husband said this, Hong Xiaobao immediately understood.

Wang Yuanwai, he vaguely seemed to have heard it before, called Wang Fugui, doing rice and noodles and other grain business, at that time, he was the number one big businessman in the entire Chijing City, and his family property was at least hundreds of thousands of taels of silver. I didn't expect to end up like this in the end, the world is embarrassing, and it's true.

However, the husband's words also proved from the side that the house was clean, there was nothing long-winded, and it was not bad.

"Alas, this is poor," Hong Xiaobao shook his head, sighed, and then asked: "I plan to take down this house, how much does the son of the king ask for?"

"Sixty thousand taels. Speaking of this, the husband also sighed: "Alas, even this money is said to be not enough to pay off the debt......"

Sixty thousand taels is really a huge amount of money, and this is only the most preliminary house. No wonder they all say that the amount of silver needed to build a sect is astronomical, it is indeed true, even Fang Xinghan frowned - he is in charge, and he is very aware of the difficulty of earning silver, and he has a deep understanding that such a big sect over there depends on him, and sixty thousand taels is indeed a lot.

"Well, that's it, by the way, who will you find to sign and draw the mortgage?" This house has been repaid, and it is definitely useless to find the son of the king, you have to find the creditor.

"Zhang's family in Dongcheng District, now this house is in his name. "Since the husband stayed, he is naturally familiar with who to find to get the title deed.

"Well, then let's talk about it, San'er, you go with this uncle to handle it," Hong Xiaobao directly arranged for the guards. This one called San'er is the third in line among several guards, so Hong Xiaobao followed the other guards and called him San'er, well, very kind.

"Okay, then I'll go!" The guard San'er immediately took the husband to go through the formalities, and before leaving, Hong Xiaobao asked the husband to open the door and walked inside with a large group of people.

Fang Xinghan is right, this is indeed a good big house, as soon as you enter the door, there is a vestibule that is about twenty meters long, and there is a fish pond of about fifty or sixty square meters in the courtyard, which contains hundreds of red carp.

The courtyard is surrounded by hundred-year-old trees, but because no one has taken care of them for a long time, they are full of fallen leaves and overgrown with wild grass.

Further inside, there are various houses, scattered, pavilions, everything.

"Yes, that's good. Hong Xiaobao walked around the house and sighed with satisfaction: "This house is really good, well, this will be the headquarters of Haomeng in the future, hehe." ”

So the location was so hastily decided.

"Little Bao'er," Fang Xinghan looked left and right, and then said, "This house is good, it's good, but it still needs to be cleaned up." After all, it is a sect, although it is arranged here, it cannot be as magnificent as the mountain, but it must also be a little imposing. I don't know what you think, little Bao'er, for example, two stone lions at the door. ”

Well, he is actually kind-hearted, originally meant that if he planned to release it, he would simply make a effort and personally use his strength to cut down the two statues. Not to mention that it is the same as carving, at least it looks like it is still no problem.

Big house, two big stone lions at the door that is a must, town house, momentum, generally small just look at this pomp and dare not come to make trouble.

The result is obvious, Hong Xiaobao still feels that Fang Xinghan's proposal is a bit too outdated......

"It's a shame to put a stone lion, we are such a local tyrant," Hong Xiaobao looked at the door, snorted, and said casually: "If you want to use it, you can use it really! Isn't there a blue-eyed golden armor tiger? That's it!"

"What?!" Hearing Hong Xiaobao's words, Fang Xinghan was instantly stunned: "Blue-eyed Golden Armor Tiger, that's an eighth-level demon beast!

The Blue-Eyed Golden Armored Tiger, the absolute king of the mountain, with a pair of tiger eyes with faint green flames, coupled with the golden armor that is almost invulnerable, the Blue-Eyed Golden Armored Tiger is simply synonymous with the most powerful demon beast in this world!

As a result, this Hong Xiaobao actually wanted to arrest this guy and come to the town house - are you sure you are really not dreaming?

Of course, those are not important, after all, if you want to catch this thing, it is not something that can be caught in a while, Fang Xinghan is still more concerned about the matter of movable type printing: "Xiaobao, your guards have already gone to talk about buying a house, should we do something now?" I have already written some writing, why don't we start working on it first?"

Well, Fang Xinghan couldn't care more about the things that have been famous for eternity, so as soon as he chooses this place, the first thing he does is to ask this.

"Well, it's okay," Hong Xiaobao didn't mind at all: "Uncle Fang, you have to trouble you to find the craftsman's things, I'll look for it first to see if there are any suitable things to make molds." ”

Movable type printing, the important thing is on this mold. It's too soft, it's too hard, and it's hard to make with the technology of this world, so it's easy to say, but it's not so easy to do.

"Cheng, Cheng," hearing that he was about to start construction, Fang Xing rushed away in a hurry, leaving a sentence from afar: "Xiao Bao'er, wait for me here, I'll go back!" disappeared in an instant as he spoke......

"Uh......" is really urgent. Hong Xiaobao smiled, then looked left and right, touched his chin, and then poured: "I'm afraid that the metal is not good, and it is unlikely to be boiled into water, so it seems that you can only use mud." ”

It is impossible to boil iron into water with the technology of this world, so it is best to knead it with mud. It's simple and the cost is low.

"Brother Xiaobao," Qingqing, who had been following her all this time, finally spoke: "What can I do?"

"You, don't worry, let's go play in the mud!" Hong Xiaobao was stunned by a word.

Playing with mud? You are also the dignified Nine Emperor Princes of this Chiyun Country, and you actually want to take a little girl to play with mud?!

The guards around him were all very happy, and it was obvious that the Nine Emperor Princes had something fun again!

"What are you doing in a daze, come with me to the river, Brother Xiaobao will take you to play with the mud!" Hong Xiaobao pulled up Qingqing and ran to the river, and soon arrived at the small river that was brought from the house, regardless of whether it was dirty or not, he squatted down directly, rolled up his cuffs, and asked the guards to fetch some water, and then he began to fight with the mud.