my web emulator

Chapter 17
"As long as the price is acceptable to the second uncle, the second uncle will consider it." Geng Qiang replied, he didn't say too much, and he will definitely continue to bargain down the price.

What Geng Qiang didn't know was that Geng Jie didn't want to sell at all, he was deliberately teasing Geng Qiang's appetite and playing tricks on him.

Not to mention that Geng Jie has a simulator, even if Geng Jie doesn't have a simulator and no money, he would rather the house not be remodeled or cheap. This second uncle, Geng Jie is very stubborn from the bottom of his heart.

"This house is more than 70 square meters and close to [-] square meters. It is not too small. The price is not to say that it is [-] square meters, but it is about the same. Second uncle, you know that our village is the most prosperous village in Siying."

"For the sake of the fact that we are all relatives, I will get 70 yuan after deducting the odds. To save face for you, second uncle, subtract 65 yuan and get [-] yuan."

Geng Jie said heartily, while Geng Cai on the side lowered his head and poured water, but laughed in his heart.

He knows the situation of the second uncle's house better than his elder brother. He can barely afford 65 yuan, but after taking it out, the family has little money left, at most [-] yuan.

This is because two of the three sons of the second uncle's family went out to work early and saved so much money.

It is precisely because of this that Geng Qiang is annoying. It is true that the three sons make a lot of money together, but it is also expensive for the three of them to get married.

The bride price here in Siying is not high, mostly [-] to [-] yuan, and only a few will reach [-] yuan. As for the higher gift money, there is no such thing as a wedding gift money in Siying.

The bride price is not high, but you need a house!
If you have a house in Siying, you can spend more than a dozen or 20 for a wedding, or maybe even less.

So Geng Qiang broke up the house left by his brother Geng Hua. When he thought of this, he felt a little ashamed, but for the benefit of his family, he immediately got rid of this sense of shame.

Hearing the price of 65 yuan, Geng Qiang's face froze, and then he smiled again.

"Ajie! You also know that your second uncle's family doesn't have much money, and 65 is a bit much. Can you make it less?"

Geng Qiang played the bitterness card. In the past, he used this trick against his elder brother, which was very useful. Now, it has some effect on this kid, Ajie, young man!It must be so foolish.

Geng Jie chuckled and said, "Second Uncle, brothers have to settle accounts clearly. It's not easy for you, and it's not easy for us brothers! I understand you, but who will understand us brothers?"

No one can speak the official language, Geng Jie is the author, and the protagonist has faced many big scenes when he was writing. Although he is an author who hits the street, he has no problem coping with such small scenes.

Geng Qiang didn't know that Geng Jie was playing tricks on him. Now he thinks it's impossible to buy this house. He won't accept more than 30 yuan. Now it seems that this brat is not easy to fool, let alone 30 yuan, and 50 yuan is not enough. Definitely can buy this house.

So the conversation changed, "Ajie, in fact, neither of us has the ability to build a house. You have land but no money. Our family has a little money but no land. Cooperation can win-win."

Geng Qiang's family lived in a rented house. When Geng Jie's grandfather died, Geng Qiang took most of the money and said he didn't want the house, so the house was left to Geng Jie's father, Geng Hua. Now Geng Qiang regrets his original choice.

"Who says we don't have any money? In the past two years, I've made some money writing novels. Not to mention building the fifth floor, it's okay to lay the foundations and build the first and second floors first. If I have money, I can build the third and fourth floors. "

Geng Jie said with a smile that his money was actually not enough, plus Geng Cai's savings would be enough.

Geng Qiang was a little unconvinced, he didn't know much about some things on the Internet, "How much money can you make by writing novels?"

Geng Qiang didn't question whether writing novels could make money. He accidentally heard from his son that the author made millions from copyright fees for the adaptation of a certain novel.

What he questioned was Geng Jie's degree, how could he make a lot of money writing novels, but he couldn't say it directly.

"Writing novels makes money, of course, some earn millions a year! The most powerful ones have already earned tens of millions. My brother is not that good, but he can still make [-] a year."

Geng Cai said with air, those who didn't know thought he made money by writing novels.

Now Second Uncle Geng Qiang's face darkened, and the iconic fake smile disappeared immediately.

Hearing this, he couldn't understand that the two brothers didn't plan to sell the house, nor did they plan to build it together with him. They were clearly playing tricks on him and treating him like a monkey.

"Since that's the case, Second Uncle is also happy for you. Now it's time for dinner, so I won't bother you any more."

After Geng Qiang finished speaking, he got up and left, and was treated as a joke if he continued to stay.

"Second Uncle, don't leave! Otherwise, I'll make it cheaper, 60 yuan, okay! Actually, I also want to help my cousin. 60 yuan is very cheap. There is no cheaper land in our village with the same area."

Geng Jie yelled, pretending to stay, he would be punished even if he killed someone.

Geng Qiang, who walked to the door, snorted coldly, and rode away on his battery car.

"Is it really so profitable to write novels? It is necessary to let the three youngsters in the family try it. Anyway, there will be no loss if they write poorly. Ada's education is higher than Ajie's."

The more Geng Qiang thought about it, the more he felt it was feasible. He really couldn't believe that his three sons were not as good as Geng Jie alone.

What Geng Qiang doesn't know is that writing is not based on academic qualifications, but on talent in this area, but a certain degree of academic qualifications determines the upper limit.

Geng Jie is talented. In fact, he has not written many books. Counting the imitations, they are actually not many. In the latest imitation, he wrote a thousand words.

According to normal development, even if Geng Jie does not have an emulator, as long as he is willing to persist for a few years, there is a high chance of writing a masterpiece, and even a great masterpiece is possible if he persists.

Because the piracy in this world has been hit to the point where it can only survive, and there are many people who watch the genuine version, so it is easier to buy high-quality goods and ten thousand subscriptions.

Some people with no talent and lofty ambitions cannot sign a contract even if they write a million words. Such people are not an exception. There are hundreds of people. Very few people cannot sign a contract after writing two to three million words. Look at talent and luck.

"Haha! What a joy. Only other people have been deflated. This is the first time I saw my second uncle deflated."

After Geng Qiang walked away, Geng Cai burst into laughter. Yesterday he didn't know that his brother's book had taken off, so he had to bow his head to reality, and was almost taken advantage of by the old fritters like his second uncle.

Thirty-seven points, even if the second uncle didn't play tricks, they still pay more money here.

Cuckoo!
After laughing for a while, Geng Cai's stomach growled.

"Let's go! Go eat, I'm a little hungry too."

"What to eat!"

"You can choose the same oyster roast and beef kueh."

"Then beef kueh! Actually, I'd rather eat Gefan made by you."

"You cook it yourself. In fact, I haven't cooked for a long time. I almost forgot. Speaking of it, the beef kueh here is authentic. Although Shencheng is prosperous, the beef kueh tastes a bit unsatisfactory."

The two brothers didn't drive the battery car after closing the door, they just walked, not far anyway, chatting along the way.

(End of this chapter)