"Thank you so much for this son."

The middle-aged woman blessed her body with auspiciousness, and she knew that if she couldn't take out the ten taels of silver, the broker of the tooth store might really turn around and leave.

Old Man Xiang took out the household registration and handed it to Fugui, and asked him and Jixiang to follow the broker to transfer the household, while he and Fubao asked the guy who drove the car to take him to another mansion.

The broker's face was a little bad, it was a murderous house, just an old man with a child, and his own buddies, just the barren and miserable appearance of the house, it was estimated that the old man would be scared away.

In case the old man breaks his courage, he may not even be able to keep this business, so it is imperative to stabilize the old man is the best policy.

"Sir, you are the head of the household, and you will be present if the transfer is made." The broker said.

Old Man Xiang paused for a moment, when does buying a house require the head of the household to be present, but he still nodded in agreement, the meal should be eaten one bite at a time, and the houses should be bought one by one.

When they came to the yamen, the broker led them down a path into a square house, which turned out to be the place where the transfer of ownership was registered.

I saw the broker walk directly to a man wearing a cyan robe and a cyan hat, handed him two taels of broken silver, and then pointed to the rich and noble ones.

The little brother in green shirt nodded, hid the silver, took out a thick book from the big cabinet behind him, and then sat down, and the middle-aged woman handed the deed in her hand to the little brother in green shirt.

The little brother opened the thick book, found the information of this house, checked it with the title deed, and then lazily asked, "Whose name is it?" ”

Fugui hurriedly handed over his household registration, pointed to his name and said, "Trouble the official, write the name of Xiang Fugui." ”

The little brother glanced at Fugui, he was still a literate person, no wonder he could buy such an expensive house, he handled it neatly, and finally tore up the original title deed and issued a new title deed, and the thick book also had Xiang Fugui's name.

Xiang Fugui took out a silver ticket of five hundred taels, a silver ticket of one hundred taels, and a silver ticket of fifty taels from his sleeve pocket, and took forty taels from Jixiang's hand and handed them to the broker.

The broker also wrote a receipt for the silver and goods and handed it to Fugui, and then handed the silver in his hand to the woman, and thus the business was completed.

Fu Bao saw it in his eyes, and was very surprised in his heart, this broker just ran back and forth like this, and actually earned eighteen taels of silver, which is much faster than the uncle's carpentry.

The little woman knew that the person who bought their house was Fugui, and made an appointment with Fugui that after fifteen days she would vacate the house and ask them to take it over on that day.

Fugui calculated the time, fifteen days later, before the winter solstice, they still have time to buy some daily necessities, and there are fifteen days to make an ox cart, and it will be convenient to carry things at that time.

After a few people agreed, Fugui carefully put the deed into his sleeve pocket, and kept pinching and pinching it with his hands, just worried that he would accidentally lose it.

Old Man Xiang secretly rolled his eyes, his sleeve pocket was so deep, how could a small piece of paper be lost when he put it in, he was really worried.

The broker pulled the old man Xiang aside, a little difficult to speak, the old man Xiang was not in a hurry, and waited quietly, the broker couldn't wait any longer, and stammered.

"Master, that mansion, that mansion is more than twice as big as the one you bought, but the price is only five hundred taels, have you ever wondered why?"

"Why?" Old Man Xiang asked.

"Then, there have been people dead there, it is a murderous house, and the murderer has not been caught so far, and I don't know why the murderer killed - people." The broker said with difficulty.

Old Man Xiang's heart was shocked, and he couldn't help but glance at Fu Bao, but Fu Bao blinked a pair of beautiful apricot eyes, looking very interested.

The old man lowered his head and pondered for a while, and finally made up his mind, listening to Fubao, the little girl would definitely not cheat her family.

"Let's go, let's see."

Jixiang and Fugui were also startled when they heard the broker's words, especially Jixiang, whose heartbeat was terrible, can such a house be a carpenter shop, even if it is open for business, I don't know if there are customers who dare to come to the door.

Before they could speak, the old man had already decided to go to see the house, and they could only keep up, this time the carriage was going very slowly, and it was estimated that the guy who was driving the carriage was also afraid.

Finally arrived at the door of the house, sure enough, the wind was gusting, and the temperature here seemed to be a few degrees lower than before, and the old man Xiang's heart began to be a little scared.

"Master...... Hug"

Fu Bao spoke, and the old man Xiang hurriedly picked up Fu Bao, and the strange thing was that as soon as Fu Bao arrived in the old man's arms, a warm breath surrounded him.

"Let's open the door"

The old man said calmly.

The broker nodded, he wasn't too afraid, he was just a house buyer, and he had no grudge against the person who died in vain the day before yesterday, and no grudge recently.

As soon as the door opened, the grass in the yard grew taller than a man, but fortunately the walkway was paved with stone slabs, revealing a little of the road.

The old man walked behind the broker with Fubao in his arms, and the grass under his feet was secretly dumped on both sides, revealing a barrier-free road, allowing the old man to pass safely, but the broker in front was a little difficult.

It took half an hour to finally see this house, it is really big, there are four or five courtyards alone, and there are countless houses, but no one has lived in it for several years, and it has shown an old state.

"Master, look at this house, you ......" the broker couldn't go on.

"Bought"

When the old man Xiang was holding Fu Bao to look at the house, he felt Fu Bao's love for this courtyard, and said without hesitation.

Broker: "......"

The little brother in the green shirt saw that the broker was coming again, and he still brought the last wave of people, thinking that they were going to check out, and he couldn't help but be a little impatient.

"That yard is sold, please register." The broker made a gesture.

The little brother in the green shirt was stunned, the murderous house was sold, wouldn't it still be bought by these wronged heads, the previous house of seven hundred taels was already a big wrong, and now it is coming again.

The little brother in the green shirt glanced at the old man Xiang as if he was looking at a fool, and complained in his heart, he is still a reader, where have the books gone.

Although he complained in his heart, the movements in his hands were not slow, the family of the original owner of the house no longer wanted it, and the silver sold belonged to the county government, and he also had a commission to take.

"Give you silver"

The broker took out a tael of broken silver and handed it over, and the little brother in the green shirt took the silver, quickly took out a thick book, and began to register.

The old man Xiang took out the household registration and five hundred taels of silver, pointed to his name, and the little brother in the green shirt glanced at it and wrote the words "Xiang Hanlin" on a new house deed, so far, the murderous house has a new owner.