With the fortune pass issued by Li Yuan in his hand, Yun Hao felt that a golden mountain of gold was in front of him. Seeing Yun Hao's overjoyed appearance, Li Yuan felt that he had made a mistake. But no matter how you think about it, you can't figure out how much money will be sold if the house is demolished and rebuilt.

Yun Hao looked at Li Yuan with the eyes of Kaizi, and Li Yuan looked at Yun Hao with the eyes of a fool!

It doesn't matter, just take what you need. Li Yuan didn't want to invest a penny, just like enjoying the benefits of high technology. Yun Hao didn't want to invest too much money, so he could open a cloud-style real estate company. God! What is the price of the houses in the imperial capital in later generations, how can they think that they will not make money building houses in the largest city in the world?

Wen Daya is relatively peaceful, he just wants to have money in the academy. As for whether the money was stolen or robbed, he didn't care! Anyway, it takes money to experiment. Infrastructure needs money, and those little bastards need money to do experiments, and they need money for the fuck. At first, she began to regret being the head of the academy, and Wen Daya found that she now had much less time to deal with learning than with money.

Back at home, Yun Hao found Ling Jing as soon as possible. This guy is the first candidate for general manager of a real estate company in his mind, and building a house is not his forte. But this thing's ability to perceive people's hearts is incomparable, and it is really the best choice for him to do this project.

took Ling Jing to Quchifang, and the dilapidated gate of Fang City carried a smell of vicissitudes. Fang Zheng was standing on the side of the road tremblingly, and it was obvious that the visit of a popular marquis had put him under great pressure.

"Take me to Yang's house!" Yun Hao pointed at Fang Zheng with a horse whip, and Fang Zheng immediately rushed out like a rabbit.

One hundred and eight squares in Chang'an, Yun Hao has never seen such a dilapidated market. There are no brick houses, and all the houses live in adobe houses. People with better families have tiled roofs. The roofs of most people's homes are still dirty thatch. As soon as the wind blew, the "boom" sounded.

The corners on both sides of the road were littered with excrement. There are people, and there are livestock. Wild dogs dozed off in the streets, and Yun Hao even saw a few children and a flock of chickens looking for food on the ground. The little black hand didn't know what it was when he caught it, so he stuffed it into his mouth. The soil eaten is far larger than the food eaten.

"Why is Quchifang so poor?" Yun Hao asked Fang Zheng in shock. Although it was not a prosperous era during the Wude period, it was not a problem to have a full stomach in Chang'an City. Yun Hao didn't know that Chang'an City actually had such a poor place.

"Back to Lord Hou's words! Our foot in this city is biased, and a little further south is Qujiang Pond. There were no families before, and these families have moved in the last two years. Some of them were scattered from the previous dynasty and returned to the place where Chang'an had no foothold. Some of them have dilapidated homes, and they have sold their ancestral homes and have no way to come here to build a shack to settle in. Rich people, who lives here.

It's easy to get a Yang adult, and I bought almost half of the market. It's a pity that he didn't take the right path and ran to rebel. In the past, he relied on the work in the Yang Mansion. Everyone can barely make ends meet, but now the Yang Mansion has fallen. This winter, maybe someone will die of cold and starvation. Speaking of Quchifang, Fang Zheng's heart is bitter.

Fangzheng in other places can have a good time all day long, and you can also take advantage of some half-closed doors. He is the only one, and the family even struggles to chew grain all day long. That's it, and we have to help those who are even poorer. They all live on the same street, can it be said that they starve to death?

A Yang Mansion can feed Quchifang, and Yun Hao is amazed at the Yang family's financial resources. "How many families are there in your neighborhood now?"

"Back to the Hou Ye, most of the Fang is the Yang family's property. There are only more than 30 households left, and there are more than 200 people, old and young. ”

No wonder the Yang family was able to feed the entire Fang City, which turned out to have only more than 30 households. It is no wonder that there are few people here, and Qujiangfang is in the southeasternmost corner of Chang'an City. A little further south, there is Qujiang Pond. On weekdays, no one comes to these places at all. Yang Wengan chose such a place to settle down, and it seems that he didn't have a good heart at the beginning.

The door of the Yang Mansion is sealed with a seal, which may be a relationship that is not long ago. Except for a thin layer of ash, it doesn't look shabby.

Hearing that a dignitary had come to inspect it, the unkempt people huddled behind the walls of their homes. Raising his head, he looked at Yun Hao and his party like a marmot. image, how obscene it is, how obscene it is.

The guards stepped forward and tore off the seal, and Fang was trying to stop it but swallowed the words into his mouth. It was a Hou Ye who opened the door, and it was not something he could stop.

Yang Wengan's mansion is really vast, and behind the gate is a shadow wall five or six feet long. Turning the shadow wall, you will see a huge square. Yun Hao felt that this square had a fight with the military field of the Bingzhou School. On the edge of the square, there are still collapsed weapon shelves. Could it be that Yang Wengan really made a fuss out of the school military field at home? It's really not wrong at all to say that this thing is going to rebel.

The hall was in shambles, with broken furniture scattered throughout the hall. Torn silk hangs on the wall, as if to tell people about the luxury of the hall. Further inside, pavilions, rockeries, strange stones. After walking a full stick of incense, it was only less than half of it.

"The Yang family is so big?" Yun Hao felt that this mansion was bigger than his own mansion. You know, there is a death rule for how big a house to live in these years. Yun Hao's marquis, the mansion is absolutely not allowed to cover an area of more than three hundred acres. If it is more than one acre, it is called a violation. If you lose your official position, you will lose your head if you are heavy. He Yang Wengan is not even a marquis, how can he make such a big mansion.

"If you go back to the Hou Ye, there were originally some families here. But the houses were all bought by the Yang family, and they were all adobe thatched houses. The price given by the Yang family is not bad, so the big guy is also happy to sell the house to the Yang family. Moved closer to Qujiang Pond. Fang Zheng nodded and said.

In just a few years, you can buy such a big house. It can be seen that Li Jiancheng treats this dog, who is not thin and fed with silver, and now that he is slaughtered and exhibited, Li Jiancheng must be distressed to death.

But this is just right, the bigger the Yang family's house, the better it is for themselves. When it comes to making money, who cares about a lot of money. When the time comes, build a small wharf on the Qujiang Pond, which can be regarded as its own landscape. The wind blows the maid boating on the lake, what a meaningful place. If in the imperial capital of later generations, this kind of place is worth tens of millions, don't ask about the price.

"Master Hou, do you want to move the people away?" Ling Jing looked at Yun Hao, who was contemplative, and asked after a long silence.