When Zheng Peng hurriedly came to the house for sale in Shengye Fang, he saw that there were more than ten people gathered at the door, and there were about seven or eight potential buyers, excluding about half of the subordinates.

Among the potential buyers, there are imposing officials, fashionably dressed sons, businessmen with a lot of money, and a few of them still know each other, talking in a low voice while looking at the house for sale.

The house is very dilapidated, and there is only an old servant in shabby clothes guarding the door, and the door is not closed, presumably to let potential buyers see the situation inside.

In fact, there is nothing to see, the fence is mottled, the door paint is falling, looking in from the gate, I found that some places on the roof are growing grass, the original house is still magnificent, now it can only be described as dilapidated, fortunately, the flowers and trees in the front yard are well cared for, and it looks very spiritual.

"Young Master" Huang San lowered his voice and said: "I asked someone to inquire, the most valuable thing in the house is the roof beam, which is yellow, worth the old nose money, except for this land, the rest are not worth much." ”

When Zheng Peng heard this, he knew in his heart that the most valuable thing in this house was the roof beams made of golden silk nanmu.

The location is good, the transportation is convenient, the noisy with quiet, in terms of geographical location, it can be said that it is a proper "Chang'an ring", Chang'an City has been finalized from the beginning, the emperor has so many relatives and nobles, and the price of a good location is naturally rising.

"Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many people." Zheng Peng said a little speechlessly.

The main family has attracted so many people before the official announcement, and the price will definitely not be low at that time.

Huang San analyzed: "Young master, don't be afraid of this matter, people with real status can't look down on here, because the house is too small and doesn't fit the identity, and ordinary people can't afford to live in such a good house, these competitors in front of me are not big shots, and they are definitely not the opponents of the young master." ”

Zheng Peng just smiled indifferently, the main family raised life-saving money, and he cared about which price was higher, not which opponent was better.

Not long after, a housekeeper-like person came out, looked at the people present, nodded lightly and said, "Several of you want to buy my Langjun's house, right?" ”

"That's right, how much, make a price."

"That's it, hurry up."

"As for the man in charge, let him come out."

A few people who were waiting in a hurry shouted one after another.

The butler made a gesture to everyone: "Madame, please come to the lobby for discussion with interested buyers." ”

Under the leadership of the housekeeper, a group of more than ten people was taken to the lobby to sit down, and the old servant guarding the door served tea.

A middle-aged fat man dressed as a businessman looked at the tea, it was just ordinary tea, shook his head with some disgust and said, "We are not here to drink tea, what about the person in charge?" ”

The tea soup is very turbid, and the tea leaves also see the stem, which is very shoddy, and I have no appetite to see.

A noble man in a fancy costume snapped the paper fan in his hand and chimed in: "Yes, let's get straight to the point." ”

"The husband is not here, and it is not easy for the woman to show up, so please bear with me." Behind the screen in the lobby, a crisp and slightly bitter voice suddenly came.

The one who spoke should be Mrs. Fan, who was going to sell her house to save her husband, invited so many strangers into the house at once, and hid behind the screen to talk in order to avoid suspicion.

After a pause, Mrs. Fan said in a somewhat silent tone: "The family is unfortunate, sell the ancestral business, I believe that everyone in the house has a number in their hearts, there is nothing to say, which one gets a suitable price, the house will belong to whom, but there is one condition, all the payments need to be delivered clearly within one day." ”

Selling a house is an emergency, and it is reasonable to ask for a clear delivery within a day.

A middle-aged man dressed as a "thousand" businessman was the first to bid.

In an ordinary small county, a thousand times can buy a new big house, but this is Chang'an, Chang'an, where there are many people and little land, or Yongyefang, which is in a prime location, and this price clearly wants to fish in troubled waters.

If he could buy it for a thousand yuan, Yao Chong would not have to rent a house or borrow it in the temple.

The gorgeously dressed young man showed a hint of disdain in his eyes, and quickly said, "Five thousand guan." ”

This is Yongye Fang, the prime location of Chang'an, the price of 1,000 yuan is simply a joke, as soon as the young man opened his mouth, the price was increased by five times, which directly made some people who want to fish in troubled waters dispel their thoughts.

Five thousand guan is a huge amount of money, and two people shook their heads on the spot, turned around and left without saying a word.

I heard that the main family was selling in a hurry and was ready to pick up the cheap, and the young man in Huayi opened his mouth to five thousand yuan, which exceeded their psychological expectations, and it was a waste of time to stay here, so it was better to leave early.

Zheng Peng counted, and as soon as seventeen people came in, eight masters and nine servants, four people left at once.

5,000 guan seems to be a high price, but Chang'an is not short of rich people, as soon as the words of the young man in Chinese clothes fell, someone immediately bid: "5,200 guan." ”

"Five thousand five hundred."

"Six Thousand Kan"

"Six thousand eight hundred."

The price rose a little alternately, and the butler hesitated for a moment, and said, "Eight thousand yuan, but I have three days to raise money." ”

Property is composed of cash, land, houses, gold and silver goods, and a large net worth does not mean that there is enough cash, and it takes a certain amount of time to convert property into cash.

Huang San is right, this mansion is not big or small, those real big people can't look down on it, and the people who come here are not as rich as they imagined.

It is really not an easy task to raise tens of thousands of dollars in cash in one day.

"I'm sorry, the slave family just said, cash money, raise it in one day."

The housekeeper-like man nodded, said sorry, and led people to turn around and leave, while the other old man hesitated and left with his subordinates, leaving seven people on the scene.

In addition to Zheng Peng and Huang San, there is also a fat man with a big belly and a noble son with a fan in his hand, each of them has an entourage, and one is a broker of the noble son.

Now the highest price in effect is 6,000 yuan, which is from the fat man with a big belly.

A dilapidated house with two in and two out, selling for 6,000 guan is a good price, and no matter how high it is, it is a bit of a chicken rib.

Seeing that no one was following, Zheng Peng spoke: "Eight thousand guan." ”

"Nine thousand." The fat man thought about it, and the horse added a thousand times.

Zheng Peng said hesitantly: "Eleven thousand." ”

"Twelve thousand." The fat man gritted his teeth and raised the price again.

The location here is excellent, in addition to living people, you can also do business every few shops, what fat people have to think about it, just open an antique shop, there are many officials and nobles here, and there will definitely be no guests.

"14,000 runs" Zheng Peng did not hurry to increase the range of 2,000 to show his firm confidence.

It can be seen that the fat man is already at the end of the crossbow, and there is no need to quote too high a price.

Sure enough, the fat man hesitated again and again, and finally bowed his hand to Zheng Peng, and then led the head away without looking back.

After the fat man left, there were five people present, but the only buyers were Zheng Peng and the noble son who shook the fan.

Just when Zheng Peng thought that he had won it successfully, the noble prince put away the paper fan in his hand with a snap, and said unhurriedly: "Twenty thousand." ”

It is said that a dog that can't bark bites people, this guy was silent at first, and he had an inevitable momentum with one mouth.

Huang San said in surprise: "No, the location here is good, but it's not worth 20,000 yuan." ”

Add as much as six thousand at once, Huang San was a little suspicious, whether the noble son in front of him was a tuo, singing and harmonizing with the main family, deliberately bargaining, such things as Antuo's price increase are not uncommon in Chang'an City.

The noble prince glanced at Huang San with some disdain, and didn't speak, but opened the paper fan with a "snap", shook it to himself, and said arrogantly with the entourage who followed him: "My family Langjun is the largest horse merchant in the Tang Dynasty, and his annual income is not more than one million, for my family's Xiaolangjun, 20,000 is nothing,"

It turned out that the son of a horse merchant, no wonder he was so arrogant.

Horses were the most important means of transportation in ancient times, raising horses was a chore, and horse dealers were a profiteering industry, and becoming a trader was not only rich and rich, but also had enough network resources.

Zheng Peng didn't bother to quarrel with him, and said casually: "Twenty-two thousand." ”

Not much, no less, or another 2,000.

Not only is the geographical location good, but the people who live here are either rich or expensive, it can be said that it is the "rich area" of Chang'an, and the health and security are very good, Zheng Peng takes a fancy to this.

Almost under the emperor's nose, can the environment and public security be bad?

The horse dealer is making huge profits, Zheng Peng is making a million profits, and now the trading of braised meat is getting better and better, it can be said that it is a dominant family in Datang, with an annual dividend of more than 100,000 yuan, and the profits of the three treasures, the income of the Guixiang industry is also good, for Zheng Peng, money is a trivial matter.

You can't afford to buy a house.

The noble prince glanced at Zheng Peng, and said without changing his face: "Twenty-five thousand." ”

Twenty-five thousand? That's a hundred and two hundred and five.

Zheng Peng just wanted to ask for a price, but Mrs. Fan behind the screen suddenly said, "Okay, this house is sold." ”

No, I haven't bid yet, even if I am in a hurry to use the money, I don't need to be in such a hurry, Zheng Peng said a little depressedly: "Mrs. Fan, I haven't bid yet, isn't it a bit unfair to say sell so quickly?" ”

"Hahaha, this house is the lady behind the screen, she can sell it to whoever she likes, it's not your turn to speak, is it possible to see that Mrs. is in trouble and wants to take advantage of people's danger, right?" The noble prince said a little triumphantly.

At this moment, in the eyes of the noble son, this piece is already himself, and he is thinking about how to tear down and rebuild this place and create a comfortable nest for the beautiful concubine he likes.

"Taking advantage of people's danger?" Zheng Peng said with some disapproval: "Madame is in an urgent matter at home, so she reluctantly sold her ancestral business, and she could have sold more, you blocked Madame's retreat like this, I don't know who took advantage of the danger?" ”

"Speak cleanly" The noble prince snapped and put away the paper fan again, and said with a serious face: "You also heard clearly, just now the lady herself said that she was going to sell, and I didn't have the slightest coercion from beginning to end, how can I say that I take advantage of people's danger?" ”

"It's not a danger to take advantage of people, so how about we bid again?"

The noble prince said coldly: "I'm too lazy to mess around with you, madam, so many people are listening, you won't go against you, right?" ”

"No" Mrs. Fan behind the screen said without hesitation: "Although the slave family is a weak woman, she also knows the truth and believes in it, Xiao Langjun, who bid 22,000 yuan, please stay and discuss the delivery matters, and fan that Xiao Langjun, I'm sorry." ”

Wait, what's going on?

Zheng Peng was about to turn around and leave, but he didn't expect Mrs. Fan, who was hiding behind the screen, to sell the house to herself who was bidding 22,000 yuan?

Not to mention that the price is higher, even the current price is 3,000 yuan less than the noble son who shook the fan.

Three thousand is three million, for a family who is in a hurry to sell their house to save people, it is definitely not a small amount, that Mrs. Fan is not stupid, right?

The noble prince was also stunned, and before he came back to his senses, the broker who led the way was also stupid, and when he came back to his senses, he hurriedly asked: "Mrs. Fan, you, you are not wrong, don't put 25,000 guan, just 22,000, isn't this a joke?" ”

For brokers, the cost of running is not much, and the majority of the money is taken after the transaction is successful.

Mrs. Fan's voice was very calm, and she continued to hide behind the screen and said, "That's right, this house is sold to Lang Jun, who is priced at 22,000 yuan, Ah Quan, to send off guests." ”

At the sound of an order, the servant dressed as a housekeeper came over and made a gesture of invitation to the noble son: "Xiao Langjun, please." ”

"Wait a minute" Gui Gongzi couldn't hold back any longer, and asked loudly: "Mrs. Fan, why is this, my son is out of 25,000, and the person who competes with me only gives 22,000, right?" ”

"That's right, the slave remembers it very well."

Gui Gongzi looked unhappy, pointed at Zheng Peng and asked, "Why didn't you sell it to Ben Gongzi with the highest bid, and sell it to him cheaply in a hurry?" ”

Zheng Peng didn't speak, looked at the screen, pricked up his ears, and listened to what Mrs. Fan had to say.

In fact, Zheng Peng was also confused, and he didn't know what medicine was sold in Mrs. Fan's gourd.

Mrs. Fan said unhurriedly: "That's right, Xiao Langjun's bid is the highest, and the slave family explained in advance that the house is sold to the most suitable person, and the most suitable is not equal to the highest, and the slave family feels that Xiao Langjun, who bid 22,000 yuan, is the most suitable, so this house should be sold to him, not you, who has the highest bid." ”

Wouldn't it, that's fine?

The noble son looked at the screen, and then at Zheng Peng, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he gave up.

After the noble son left, Zheng Peng said to the screen, "Mrs. Fan, what the hell is going on?" ”

Until now, Zheng Peng couldn't figure out why this Mrs. Fan ended the bidding early and gave things to herself who didn't have much money.

Mrs. Fan walked out from behind the screen, saluted Zheng Peng respectfully, and then whispered, "The slave family has seen Xiao Langjun." ”

"Madam, please get up, please get up quickly" Zheng Peng's eyes lit up, but he quickly returned to normal and spoke.

The Mrs. Fan in front of her, about thirty years old, has an average appearance, but has a good temperament, especially those eyes, clear and spiritual, they all say that the eyes are the window of the soul, and the first impression to Zheng Peng is that this woman is strong and decisive.

After Mrs. Fan stood up, Zheng Peng couldn't help but ask, "Mrs. Fan, don't you sell it to me for 22,000 yuan at a high price?" ”

"Xiao Langjun, are you wrong?"

"What's wrong?"

Mrs. Fan smiled indifferently and said in a surprising voice: "The slave family is not ready to sell 22,000 yuan to Xiao Langjun. ”

"Oh, how much is Madame Fan going to want?"

Mrs. Fan raised a finger of her right hand and said in a surprising voice: "A penny." ”