Era space: flirting with tens of billions of materials

The matter of real estate transactions cannot be discussed openly at present.

However, there are many people who want to sell their houses, and everyone has their own methods to avoid being unable to transfer the ownership.

The next day, Su Yuncheng drove the three girls and visited several houses he had inquired about that were selling their houses.

Four of the houses are courtyard houses with three entrances, and the owners are unwilling to say why they want to sell their houses or where they will go after selling them.

Lin Nianhe didn't ask further questions, just looked at the house and negotiated the price.

The houses are all good ones, and you don't have to choose the layout or location. However, they are in urgent need of repairs. If you want to live in them, it may take a year and a half to sort them out.

"Thirty thousand, it really can't go any lower."

"Thirty-two thousand, I still have some mahogany furniture here, I won't take it away."

"Twenty-nine thousand, I'm a little anxious. If you can ask for it, we'll go through the formalities in the afternoon."

"Thirty-five thousand, look how big my yard is, this screen wall is from the late Qing Dynasty..."

After viewing four houses, the three girls gathered together to discuss.

"This is too expensive!" Wen Lan was shocked, "Are all the houses in the capital so scary?"

Wang Shumei did not expect that the house could be so expensive. She frowned and said, "It is enough to build a village in Shili Brigade."

"Sister, this is the front door," Lin Nianhe said, "Houses here have never been cheaper since ancient times."

"Half of my savings went away all at once...I'm a little panicked." Wen Lan covered her heart with a troubled expression.

Wang Shumei was also undecided and hesitated to spend most of her wealth to buy a house.

"In this way, you think about it slowly, I will take it down first, and then if you want me to sell it to you at the original price," Lin Nianhe said, "Originally, I didn't dare to directly register the account with you two, otherwise I would be asked about you. Where the two of them got their money, I can’t say.”

"Do you really think you can buy it?" Wang Shumei asked.

Wen Lan dragged her: "Hezi, be careful, that's not how you make money... 3 yuan, 100 years' salary!"

Lin Nianhe said in his heart that even now, 100 years' salary is enough to buy a three-room courtyard house. In the next few decades, people who started working in the Qin Dynasty may not be able to afford it.

She nodded lightly, lowered her voice and said in a volume that only the three of them could hear: "It can be bought. The four of them are anxious to run away. The price is actually not high."

"Run...oh, I understand."

Wang Shumei pondered for a moment, looked at Wen Lan again, and chose to believe Lin Nianhe.

"Then you said it's okay, so we don't hesitate anymore," Wang Shumei said, "Go ahead and buy it. I'll get you the money when I go back. The house will be in your name first, and you can transfer it to me later."

"Yes, that's okay." Wen Lan nodded and said carelessly, "Anyway, I still have [-] yuan, which is enough to live for a lifetime."

"Hey, I'm not afraid that even if I take the money, I won't give you the house."

Lin Nianhe was happy.

Wang Shumei: "Are you concerned?"

Wen Lan: "Melon girl."

"Hahahaha, okay, you two pick first, and leave the rest to me."

One of Wen Lan and Wang Shumei asked for [-] yuan, and the other asked for [-] yuan.

Lin Nianhe pulled out a large sack from the trunk of the jeep and opened it. It was full of bundles of unity.

The original homeowners looked at her actions and were puzzled.

People who can spend 10,000+ to buy a house in one go, can’t they buy a better package first?

Not only were they unable to understand, Wen Lan and Wang Shumei were equally confused.

Our ancestors always used small suitcases to carry books, so why do they use sacks to carry money?
Facing their shocked eyes, Lin Nianhe was extremely calm: "Putting money in sacks, don't you think it's cool?"

Everyone: "I don't think so."

Lin Nianhe sighed softly, counted out the money, distributed it to the four families one by one, and then went directly to transfer the property.

Look at this, she is more anxious than those four families.

With Father Lin saying hello, the transfer went smoothly.

Buying four houses is like going to the grocery store to buy four pounds of cabbage.

After completing the formalities, Lin Nianhe shook hands with the four people one by one and said with a smile: "I have an uncle who is doing business in Xiangjiang. If you have any needs or can cooperate, you can go to him - the Shen family of Xiangjiang, Shen Yu."

The four people had different expressions and their palms were sweaty.This sensitive topic was directly brought up by Lin Nianhe, and they all began to worry that they would not be able to leave.

Lin Nianhe smiled with no hint of threat: "I bought the house to promote education. Although we have done this in a hurry, I shouldn't rush you, but please move out as soon as possible. I can't afford it." rise."

The four of them instantly understood the implication of Lin Nianhe's message, and immediately nodded to indicate that they would not go back now, and asked her to change the door lock now.

When they left the house, they ran faster than rabbits and wished they could jump into the Pearl River and swim to Xiangjiang.

"You are really doing a disservice." Wen Lan curled her lips.

"Just in case." Lin Nianhe said, "Actually, I really hope they can have some cooperation with the Shen family."

Lin Nianhe stretched out and urged: "Let's go and buy a house. I still have half a sack of money left that I haven't spent yet!"

"You still buy it?"

"Then I use the quadrangle of the late Qing Dynasty to open a cram school? Do you think this is appropriate?"

"Hiss... tell me the truth. You said you wanted to start a cram school just to find an excuse to buy a house, right?"

"It's really not true. I am a kind person. I want to serve the public and promote education."

"If you didn't say the latter sentence, it would still be very credible."

"..."

Lin Nianhe looked at the two of them and shook his head with a sad look on his face: "People misunderstand me so much."

Wang Shumei: "The world sees you too clearly."

Wen Lan: "Everyone in the world wants to beat you to death."

After the two of them finished speaking, their eyes moved to Su Yuncheng who was standing aside, gesturing for him to say something too.

Su Yuncheng: "Everyone...it's time to go eat."

"..."

At noon, Su Yuncheng treated the three girls to a meal of boiled mutton, and then took them to see several other houses without stopping in the afternoon.

These houses are not far from Peking University. The houses are cheap, but the situation is much more complicated.

The first house they saw encountered some trouble.

The landlord was a middle-aged man with a grimace on his face. He led a few people in and said directly: "Eight thousand, no bargaining."

The yard was cluttered with things, and there was almost no place to stay. There were actually four warehouses in the yard, each with a big lock.The clotheslines scattered horizontally and vertically look like wire holes.

"How many families live in your yard?"

"Four families." The homeowner said, "They were resettled here before, but the house really belongs to me."

Wang Shumei frowned and asked with the last bit of hope: "Do they pay the rent?"

"Rent? I've never seen it." The landlord's expression became even more painful.

Lin Nianhe instantly understood the reason for his sadness.

Just when Wen Lan wanted to say, "Isn't that an obvious robbery?", Wang Shumei covered her mouth.

Lin Nianhe also had a serious expression on his face and asked, "If the house is sold to me, who will be responsible for driving away these people?"

The homeowner looked like he had smashed the jar: "I don't know, there's nothing I can do about them anyway."

Lin Nianhe turned to look at Su Yuncheng and asked him with his eyes if this matter was easy to handle.

Su Yuncheng's face darkened slightly and he shook his head slightly.

These people are used to living here for free. Even if the street finds new houses for them to rent, they will not be able to move out honestly.

Who would want to pay more for rent?
Lin Nianhe didn't want to cause trouble to himself, and was just about to say forget it, when the door of the west room suddenly opened.

A stout middle-aged man came out carrying an empty wine bottle and looked at them with squinted eyes.

"Hey, you want to sell your house again?"

He sneered, obviously no longer surprised.

Before they could speak, the man suddenly smashed the wine bottle in his hand to the ground in front of Lin Nianhe's feet.

"Get out of here!" (End of chapter)