Escort

Chapter 73 Brother, Are Your Arms Tired?
The third property is located in the south of the city. This is a private house, a little far from the center of the city. The environment is quite quiet, especially because the surrounding houses are all rich families, and there are quite a lot of potential customers.

The owner of the house is a scholar from a poor family. Judging by the appearance of this guy, he is probably an old man with no survival skills. However, a scholar is a creature like this. In any dynasty and generation, besides writing crooked poems and talking about it There is nothing to do.

Scholars still have a lot of self-esteem, or think they have a lot of self-esteem, and feel that it is a shameful thing to sell their ancestral property, so they keep holding their sleeves to cover their faces, sullen.

Zhang Biaotou suggested to go in for a stroll, Xiucai agreed, but he said that he would wait for a while, as there were other people who also wanted to buy a house, so everyone should just form a group and go in together.

Neither the otaku nor the aunt had any objections, so the three of them sat in the main hall and drank tea. Well, the tea was pretty good. Who said that scholars have no merits? The habit of slapping their faces to pretend to be fat is still very good, no matter how poor they are. In consideration of face, buddy, you have raised your sleeves for half an hour, isn't your arm really sore?

After another cup of tea, the second wave of people that Xiucai was waiting for finally arrived. The otaku looked up, but was startled when he saw the people coming.Should it be said that Qingyang County is too small?Those who came were none other than the three people who fled on the street just now.

The young man was also a little surprised, but he immediately smiled and cupped his hands and said, "Brother Meng helped me before, and I didn't have time to thank you. I don't want to meet here again."

Tsk tsk, look at him, he is also a handsome guy from a rich family, how polite this young man is, unlike some people who always have a gloomy face.The otaku returned the salute with cupped fists, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Zhang Xiaoxi, the head of Xia Dayan Mobile's chief bodyguard."

"Oh, my surname is Pei Dan, and my first name is Wen Zi. I rank thirteenth in my family. You can also call me Pei Shisan."

"Huh? A single mosquito?" The otaku asked in surprise.

Pfft~ The little girl behind the boy couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud. The boy probably thought it was quite funny, and explained with a smile, "It's not a mosquito, it's... uh, the famous Wenzi."

"Oh, so that's it." The otaku looked like I understood, but he still poked the aunt quietly, and asked in a low voice, "Isn't the famous mosquito still a mosquito?" The aunt covered her face.

"Brother Mosquito, I don't think you are locals. Why do you come here to buy a house? Are you planning to live in Qingyang for a long time?" the otaku asked curiously.

"Uh, you should call me Shisan. I did intend to live here for a long time when I came to Qingyang this time, and I almost forgot to introduce..." Pei Wen pulled the little girl who had been hiding behind her all this time, "This is my sister Pei Qingqing , and over there is Brother Zhao who is in charge of protecting the safety of my brother and sister."

The otaku clasped his fists at the dark and strong man at the door, and the other party returned the salute, as if he was grateful to the otaku for his help in the market before. The big man surnamed Zhao was quite polite to him, but the otaku noticed that his expression and tone were not like those in the martial arts world. People, on the contrary, have the feeling of being tempered by the army.

Interestingly, at the age of a big man with the surname Zhao, it is reasonable to say that he should be doing well in the army, but he is willing to serve as a guard for others. Isn't the identity of Boy Pei even more difficult?It doesn't make sense, why would a person with such a high status come to Qingyang, a place where no shit is possible?Could it be that his parents are loyal supporters of the mass line and drove their precious son to the grassroots?The otaku started thinking wildly again.

Xiucai coughed, a little unhappy, are you here to come to see the house or hold a meeting at my house?

Pei Wen hurriedly apologized, this kid's tutor is great, he comes from a prominent background but always has a gentle appearance, nerds like this kind of person the most, because they always rush to pay when they go out to eat.Well, just kidding.

Haobaizhi Pei Wen said, "If Chief Zhang wants to come here, then we can find another one."

The otaku sweated profusely, "Don't, I can't stand you being so polite, and besides, I might not just buy this place, let's take a look together first."

"Alright." Pei Wen nodded.

Everyone followed the scholar around the house, well, the ancestor of this guy seems to be richer, the house is quite big, especially in the main courtyard there are rockeries and ponds, maybe his ancestor Cheng also had one when he was young. Jiangnan dream?There are also seven or eight wing rooms and the main room in total, and there is also a room dedicated to collecting books. It is spacious and bright, and it is spotlessly cleaned. Pei Wen praised, "Mr.

"That's right." The scholar was complacent for half a minute, but it was useless to think about it. Anyway, he was going to sell it, so he turned to sighing again, looked at the pile of books in front of him with reluctant eyes, and said in a sad tone, "I I hope you will treat these books kindly in the future."

The otaku was noncommittal, thinking whether to sell this pile of waste paper or burn it directly, but Pei Wen sincerely said that there was no problem.In addition, at the end, Xiucai made another request, hoping to keep the original layout of the house as much as possible, which can be regarded as a kind of memory for the ancestors.

Escort Zhang frowned, alas, Wen Qing really has a lot of things to do, aside from these things, this place can initially meet his requirements, but I always feel that it is still a bit small, and these people in the Escort Bureau can live here now, but in the future It may still be necessary to change places for further development. Of course, it does not mean that everyone must live in the same place, especially the handcart drivers and the like can choose locals. It is enough to have some of them on standby at the escort agency every day, but the otaku always subconsciously He wanted to build a small park that integrated office and life, and he also knew that it would be too extravagant to have such a large space in the city, and the land price alone would not be able to afford it, so he just said it casually.

However, the aunt said with a strange expression, "Do you really want to find a place like this?"

"Yes, but the funds I can use now are less than 1000 taels, and the geographical location should not be too far away, and it should be large enough. No matter how you think about it, it is impossible." Zhang Biaotou thought in his heart Silently repent for your greed.

"No, I really know that there is a place in our Qingyang County that can meet all your requirements." The aunt's tone was very affirmative, "But I advise you that it is best not to choose any place, otherwise you will definitely regret it."

The scholar also came over, and asked with a look of horror, "Mother, is that the place you are talking about?" Then he also persuaded, "Little brother, it doesn't matter if you buy my house or not, but don't try to buy it cheap for a while. Get down there!"

"Huh? What's going on there? After hearing what you said, why am I more interested in it?"

"Because..." The aunt looked around mysteriously, and said in a serious tone, "...there is haunted!"

　Well, the signing is done~ In addition, I would like to thank a few book friends for their continuous support~
　　
　
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