Dressed Like a Pretty Daughter-in-law From the 1970s Chapter 142

Chapter 142 Can I afford it?

 The collection of such a huge amount of information could never be completed by one person. This was just one area. An Zhixia wrote Jing Xiaosheng's name in the notebook. She had a hunch that there would be a lot of cooperation between them in the future.

 The brothers and sisters took paper and pen, studied the information bit by bit, and first selected the house they liked.

"We, brother and sister, don't need to choose a house that is too big. I saw that the courtyard is quite comfortable as soon as we enter." An Zhiqiu pointed to the drawing and said, "There is a main house, an east wing, a west wing, and a row of downstairs. There are enough houses, and the yard is not too small, so I can grow two acres of vegetables.”

An Zhixia chuckled and nodded, but she was thinking about the future, "You can buy a house and live in the courtyard first." She pointed her green-white finger at the courtyard facing the street: "Our country will definitely develop better and better in the future. , maybe when will the previous free trading model be restored? We have to prepare in advance, buy a yard facing the street, and open the door to do business.

 Isn't my brother going to be a chef? Just in time to open a restaurant. The flow of people here is high, so there is no need to worry about lack of business.

While the house price is not too high and we have some money, it will never go wrong to buy more. "

An Zhiqiu was very excited when he was told, "Okay, as long as you like it."

“We Xiahua people are nostalgic, and we will definitely miss the Prince's Mansion in the future, so we have to buy two sets of five-entry courtyards for storage,” An Zhixia said, **** the map.

Although An Zhiqiu was a bit smacking his lips and spending money like money on buying a house or a car with his sister, he didn't say anything. He just silently counted the nine thousand yuan he had saved. It seemed that he could buy two houses facing the street. Or a set of four into the yard.

This price is really unique in Kyoto. Even an ordinary family can save a house in ten years or so frugally, instead of having a large family squeezed into a few palm-sized houses. It's just that the low price is because the residents in the house are holding on and the owner is eager to sell it, lowering it again and again.

"Xia Xia, do you have an idea?" An Zhiqiu couldn't help but ask.

An Zhixia smiled and said: "Not yet, we will wait until we transfer all the houses."

  She has always done things vigorously and resolutely, so the next day she and her brother inspected the house on site. Its newness, layout and location were all consistent with the information. Her ears also captured some information, and the information on those residents was also very close to ten.

 That afternoon, the An family brothers and sisters dressed up as country bumpkin educated youths with a rich family, simple minds, and who had just returned to the city and had been out of touch with the outside world for several years.

An Zhiqiu was wearing a brand-new iron-gray Chinese tunic suit and black leather shoes. His face was smeared by An Zhixia to look like the black and swollen look he had when they left Beijing. He raised his chin and pointed his nostrils at others.

An Zhixia was wearing a red woolen coat, black wide-leg trousers, and a bloated cotton coat underneath, which made the coat shapeless. The black leather shoes with a height of seven centimeters were covered with mud. The braided braids were shiny with grease as if they had not been washed for a long time. They were tied with two red hairbands. Most of the face was covered in black spots, and one of the front teeth was missing. Mouth, one eye is as big as a copper bell, and the other is as small as the crescent moon in the first grade of junior high school, which is particularly eye-catching.

The two of them put on their costumes and left the house. An Zhiqiu saw the girl's appearance and laughed as he sat on the ground against the wall. He punched the ground with his fists and made a series of magical sounds like goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose - goose - goose - goose - goose out out out of the house'.

 “Brother, is it funny?” An Zhixia asked with a big smile and a blood-red mouth.

Although her front teeth are glued together, she can still imitate the vague pronunciation of real open teeth.

An Zhiqiu was stunned for a moment, feeling chilled all over, and then burst into earth-shattering laughter. Finally, he laughed so hard that his stomach was rolling on the ground. Even the guests and staff in the hotel came over to see what was going on.

An Zhixia used her sleeves to cover her eye-catching makeup to avoid everyone's attention. She kicked her brother and said in a normal voice: "Whether we can buy the house at a low price depends on whether your acting is good or not, brother!"

An Zhiqiu got up with difficulty, squinting his face and not daring to look directly at the girl. He also tried hard to recall Fang Hongye's sweet appearance in his mind. He straightened his twitching expression, picked up the sack handed over by An Zhixia, and went out side by side.

 They notified the homeowner last night and met together in a small garden near the real estate bureau. More than a dozen homeowners were a little stunned when they met. They all used to be neighbors, so they smiled and went up to ask a few questions. They found that the other people were all invited here. They couldn't help but wonder if the buyer was playing tricks on them, and they suddenly felt sad. do not like.

But think about the house that has been occupied by someone and they will not come back, and they are not willing to leave. What if, what if they can get rid of it this time? Some of them have large families crowded into a few small houses, and some even rent houses. Since they don't have much money, they hope to sell their courtyard houses to give their families a better living environment. After all, after several years of delay, they still see no hope of getting it back, so the price can only drop again and again.

 They didn't have to wait long before the An family brother and sister appeared in front of everyone.

The two were tall, strong, and extraordinarily tall. They were extraordinarily rough and different, which made everyone's minds go blank for a moment. Then their whole bodies were shaking like sieves, and the muscles on their faces were trembling.

"Ah, are you all here?" An Zhiqiu followed the instructions taught by his sister, sitting on the bicycle, putting his feet on the ground, raising his neck and saying arrogantly: "We are going to buy a few courtyard houses to live in. The buildings are too small to move around. I have no way to farm. How big of a yard do you have? How much do you want to sell it for?”

As he spoke, he flashed the Swiss watch on his wrist, and raised his chest to draw attention to the hero gold pen that shone with beautiful metallic luster in his pocket.

An Zhixia also raised her chin coldly and arrogantly: "We have a lot of money, but we are afraid that your house is not big enough to grow fruit trees and vegetables."

The homeowners looked at each other, where did these two fools come from? They understand that buying a house is like buying cabbage. They dislike the small size of the building and want to buy a courtyard house. But it is unjustifiable to spend so much money to buy a house just to grow vegetables, right?

“Two young comrades, are you really buying a house? You're not just kidding us all, are you?” An old man couldn't help but ask.

 “Do I look like a person without money?” An Zhiqiu patted the handlebar and said angrily.

"My house is a courtyard with two entrances from the street. It costs 13,000 yuan," a middle-aged man said with a smile. "Can you afford it? This is a courtyard facing the street. It is easy to access. There is a car parked outside the courtyard. I don't know. Your family doesn't have one?”

An Zhixia frowned and counted on her fingers for half a minute, stretched out her hands as chubby as carrots, and said inarticulately: "I definitely want to buy the car, but are you asking too much for it? Three thousand yuan, if you sell it , let's transfer the ownership right away.”

“Do you really want it?” The man hesitated, looked at his neighbors, and said tentatively: “You bargained too hard. At most, at most I'll give you half, six thousand and five thousand!”

 (End of this chapter)

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