Chapter 181: The Reader's Pit
Next to the brave building is not only the East Xiangyuan one, Zuo near there is another one, this shopkeeper and the East Xiangyuan shopkeeper from the ancestors do not deal with, although the same as the East Xiangyuan are in the north gate to take the house to beg for food, there is no ambiguity when there is a demolition, to get the name also to secretly compete called the West Wing Courtyard, it is happy to see the steward of the East Xiangyuan to eat deflated, immediately a group of people gathered around to join in the fun.
Xiao Hu just mixed in the courtyard of the West Chamber, the old man at home warned that he couldn't learn to be bad tempered when he went out, and respecting the teacher was the first one, and the clever young man was busy serving tea to the brothers who were dedicated to eating melons.
100,000 taels is not a small amount, and it can be taken out casually in this Chiyu City, not to mention that it is either rich or expensive, at least it is a character.
The steward of Dongxiang Yuan was unwilling to be embarrassed in front of his opponent, and he could be regarded as having seen money, his chest was straight, and he yelled suspiciously with a swollen face and a fat man: "What's the matter, bullying us haven't seen money, isn't it, even if you have such a little money, you dare to shake your majesty, you are a little tender." β
Jing Ming didn't refute, just snapped his fingers, and in a crisp voice, there was an extra 100,000 taels of silver tickets in his hand.
200,000 taels, you can already buy a top house in Wanglu District, and in front of any real estate agency, you are a top big customer.
Jing Ming's impact on the steward is not over.
"Smack..."
Another hundred thousand taels.
"Smack..."
Another hundred thousand taels.
Snapped his fingers eight times in a row, each time he didn't add more than 100,000 taels of silver, a full 800,000 taels, the steward of Dongxiang Yuan asked himself if he had seen silver, but he really hadn't seen so much silver, if 200,000 taels could buy a top-notch house in Wanglu District, then these 800,000 taels would be enough to buy an ultra-luxurious residence in an excellent location in Dongchi District, the gathering place of Chiyu wealthy, and the commission of this single business would almost be one-third of the annual income of Shangdong Xiangyuan.
The steward's countenance changed.
is unchanged, I am afraid that the shopkeeper will find out and kill him afterwards.
The face is amiable, and when he laughs, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes can almost trap the mosquito to death, and he opened the bow left and right to give himself two mouths first, and said with a huff: "Uncle, it's a small blind person who doesn't know that it's a big customer who comes to the door, and I apologize to you here." β
The steward carefully looked at Jing Ming, who was still slightly angry on his face, turned his head and glared at the sales clerk who looked at people with low pig dung, the look on his face almost devoured him alive, and roared: "What are you still doing in a daze, don't you apologize to the uncle." β
That person can wipe off the pig manure on the face, the steward has seen how much 800,000 taels of silver is, this stupid boy is so big or the first time to see it, he has long been stupid, he knows that he has made a big disaster, but he does have a different mind in his heart, this group of people has obviously just entered the city from the countryside, and it is rumored that the countrymen are very soft in their hearts, and it is likely that they can make this list of business with a little hard work, and when the time comes, they will still have a lot of silver commissions, and immediately pretend to be frightened by the manager's roar, and the two knees are not angry and knelt down to the old man, begging for mercy: "The little one has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, so please spare the little one. β
The old man has been cautious all his life, although he feels very happy in his heart at this time, but he has no opinion, so he dodges this person's knees and looks at Jing Ming and lets him call the shots.
Jing Ming is not a soft-hearted person.
At a glance, he saw through the changes in the corners of this person's mouth and eyes, snorted coldly, and beckoned to Xiao Hu, who was still being scolded for being hot and cold by the seniors who were serving the seniors' tea diligently: "Little brother, come here." β
Xiao Hu has an honest personality but does not lose his cleverness, and immediately left the tea plate and walked over, first learning the tone of the seniors to meet the big customers, and said politely: "Son, you called me?"
Jing Ming said: "I don't know what high-quality housing you have in your hand?"
Saying that, he weighed the 800,000 taels of silver tickets in his hand, nakedly declared that he had a whole money law, and silently warned Xiao Hu that ordinary houses should not be recommended and wasted time.
Xiao Hu, on the first day of work, he was more diligent than the beginners, and he was more diligent than the proud predecessors, and the top mansion introduction on the real estate could almost be memorized backwards, and he immediately came one by one: "There is a cold lake left by Qingshan in Dongchi District at that time, and there is a horned god by the lake, and it is rumored that the overlord martial arts people at that time got the avenue in this place and applied for the ultimate of ascension," While speaking, he observed Jing Ming's expression and noticed that he was a little impatient, and immediately knew that Jing Ming understood the story of the overlord martial artist is the ancestor of Chi Yu, and immediately stopped and began to introduce the orientation and structure of the house.
Jing Ming nodded with satisfaction after hearing this, and said, "How much?"
Xiao Hu, who spoke very rhythmically just now, his voice weakened, the good price of this house is also high, for fear that if he said it, he would scare away a young man as big as him, and he saw that Jing Ming shook the money to understand, and the uncle in front of him who could take out 800,000 taels casually said: "A total of 760,000 taels." β
Jing Minghe smiled, waved his big hand arrogantly, and said, "Bring the note." β
Xiao Hu can still remain calm in front of him, and after turning around, he can't pretend to be able to pretend, and jumps up happily, if this order is signed, he can personally get a commission of 5,000 taels of silver, which is a huge amount of money in the village, so that the father and mother don't have to do anything, and they can easily live a good life for three years.
Jing Ming put the note of the house sale on the fat pig's buttocks, and the fat pig who was not shit and flirted with hooves just now seemed to know that the butt was a big deal, and the four legs were as stable as Mount Tai.
Jing Ming handed 800,000 taels of silver to Xiao Hu, and hesitated a little when he was about to sign with a pen.
800,000 taels of silver looks like he got it like a trick, and it is clear in his heart that this silver is Yu Jingyang's trick, and the reader is mellow and steady in the heart of the young man, but there is one thing that is not good, he really picks the door, taking the money in his hand is no different from taking him, and the corresponding blood is higher than ten times, almost thinking about it, this job is so easy to give 800,000 taels, and I can't keep what the mystery is.
I guess it's a pit?
The steward of the West Wing Courtyard looked at Jing Ming and the pen in his hand.
Xiao Hu looked at Jing Ming and the pen in his hand.
These two people are generally thinking about it: "Sign quickly, sign quickly......"
The old man and his wife also looked at Jing Ming and the pen in his hand.
The minds of these two people are average, 800,000 taels... It's a lot of money, it's too expensive, don't sign it.
The little girl named Cui'er looked at Jing Ming.
The fox cucumber looked at the pen in Jing Ming's hand.
One thought: "My brother is so handsome, he is a big hero." β
One thought: "What is your ink, if you want to sign, hurry up, if you don't sign, hurry up and find a new house to settle in, don't make garlic here." β
In front of everyone's eyes, Jing Ming pressed the pen and dropped his name.
The steward's color is long with Xiaohu, this signature is signed, and the money commission is in hand.
Xiao Hu patted his head, and then remembered that such a big business had not invited Jing Ming and his group into the house to drink tea, and hurriedly said: "Uncle, look at my dog brain, come into the house and drink some tea, this time is almost noon, our working meal in the West Wing Courtyard is not bad, eat a little together, let's go to Shenlin together." β
Jing Ming stood still and didn't move, and the little fox poked his thigh with his hand before responding, stuffing the extra 40,000 taels of silver to Huang Guo, and said, "Take care of them, I'll come when I go." β
Scholars can't take money.
The boy was right, Yu Jingyang dug a pit for him.
At the moment when he wrote his name on the house purchase and sale note, the hurried voice of the scholar sounded in his mind: "Quick, come and save me, if you slow down, I will be beaten to death." β
Jing Ming asked himself if he couldn't do anything after taking the money, so he had no choice but to rush to Huang Qishan in a hurry.
Huangqishan Huangjixuan...
The old man Chunsan has been recruited by Huang Ji Xuan, he has picked up a stable salary, and he has nothing to do all day long, and he doesn't work hard, and the most unhappy thing about the counter is that it is not enough to take a huge salary, and he has to pay money on the account with all kinds of eyes, such as just such a counter steward thinks that he is a person who has seen the world, and he is not going to chew the root of his tongue in the big shopkeeper, the most excessive thing is that every time the old guy spends money, he will run to the dragon and phoenix pavilion on the other side to gamble, and he will lose all his money every time, if it is not for the big shopkeeper Lei Yan pressed, the counter will almost drive this bad old man with snot out of Huang Jixuanγ
The old man held his stomach in one hand and made an oops, oops, oops, no, I told Lei Ye that I need to pay a hundred taels of silver to see a doctor, you hurry up, I can't wait." β
The steward of the counter ignored Chunsan's object, and the guy naturally didn't treat Chunsan as a person, so he didn't give money and quipped: "What, my stomach can't wait for this to give birth, it's been a few months, whose kind is it, and it stands to reason that the old man is such an old grade, you shouldn't be able to give birth to children." β
"What do you say, give me money," Chunsan called.
The steward who was drinking tea couldn't stand it, stood up, and said, "Old man, this is the first time this week, you either have a stomachache or a headache, and your heel hurt the day before yesterday, do you still have a good place on your old man's body?"
Chun San's face turned into a bitter gourd color, and said: "People are older, there is no way, there are many problems, not as good as you young people, fast, what is the ink, give money quickly, Lei Ye has agreed to this matter, what are you talking about, or I will invite Lei Ye to see if I don't kill you guys." β
If this is another person, the person in charge must not take it seriously, from the mouth of the old man with snot in front of him, he has to weigh and weigh in his heart, a few days ago because he didn't give money, this guy made a big noise and alarmed Lei Ye, Lei Ye came down and said in front of this big guy: "Mr. Chunsan is a smart person, and his request must be agreed." β
Seeing the embarrassed look on the steward's face, the thoughtful man had an idea, and secretly took out all the silver in the money bag, leaving only one or two pieces of silver in it, shook his hand and threw it to Chunsan, and said, "Take the money and go to life." β