Generals take care of their children: The master mother leads the system to farm

She twitched her lips slightly, "Mr. Fang, name a price and see if I can accept it..."

Old Fang waved his hand and said the number with a painful look on his face, "One thousand eight hundred taels! Don't say it's expensive. Just ask Shopkeeper Li and you'll know that I'm not cheating you!"

One thousand eight hundred taels!

The first thing Li Changle thought about was not whether the house was expensive or not.

She sighed that the marinade packet was such a treasure.

Dividends of 6000 taels in two months.

That means she earned enough to buy three such three-story mansions in two months!

Looking at Li Ping who had doubled his money, she suddenly felt pained.

Li Ping didn't know what she was thinking at the moment. When he saw her looking at him, he just nodded and said, "Uncle Fang really didn't cheat you. The housing prices in the east of the city have always been higher than those in the north of the city."

"Besides, there are few people selling houses in the east of the city. Madam Li, just buy it if you find one that you like, so that others won't get interested in it."

Li Changle's eyes widened, and he wanted to complain about Li Ping. Which side was he on?

Li Ping understood what he was saying this time, so he walked aside and whispered, "Madam Li, if you keep bargaining, the old man might get angry and not want to sell it. When he mentioned the sale of the house to me, he almost beat his chest and stamped his feet..."

After that, he whispered even more: "He said that at worst he could sell the house he lives in now and get some money together..."

"But his eldest son said that the house he lives in now can't be sold at a high price. He has lived in the courtyard for many years and can only be sold for four or five hundred taels at most. That's why he thought about selling this house."

Li Changle glanced at him silently and said, "I'm not good at bargaining, but you can. Go and talk. Who would buy a house like this? Just pay whatever the other party says?"

Even I feel that I am being taken advantage of!

Li Ping had no choice but to go to the other side to talk to Mr. Fang.

I don't know what he said. Anyway, they finally agreed on the price, reduced by 100 taels, and sold the house to Li Changle for 1,700 taels.

Once the price is agreed upon and the money is paid, you have to go to the government office to register the title deed and apply for a red deed, which is to go through the process of transferring the house.

Li Changle was afraid that the night would be long and he would have many dreams. What if Mr. Fang woke up one night and regretted not selling the house, then the house he had just bought would be gone.

She only had about three hundred taels of silver that she had collected today. If it was not enough, she could only borrow from Liping first and pay it back tomorrow.

She was very satisfied with the house. Apart from the fact that it was a little too big, she had no complaints about anything else.

The most important thing is that it is close to Mushan Academy.

Liping also said that houses in the east of the city are rarely sold. If you come across one, just buy it.

A few people rushed to the county government office to find the Sihu in the government office. The Sihu happened to be there and seemed to be in a good mood today. After the two of them paid the deed tax, they readily stamped the deed paper. They made three copies, one for the buyer, one for the seller and one for the government office.

The deed tax cost a large sum of money, and as soon as he walked out of the county government gate, Mr. Fang grimaced with heartache.

Li Changle was overjoyed and carefully put away the deed.

Now she owns a big house in the city, owns two farms, and has dividends from the restaurant.

So beautiful.

Find a day and bring people over to clean up the house, and then you can move in.

In the future, if it is windy or rainy and it is inconvenient to pick them up, let Li Shixi and Leng Yi or Leng Er live in the house. The wall is high enough, it is close to the school, and the security in the east of the city is good, so we can rest assured.

After Mr. Fang sold his house and got the money, he returned home with mixed feelings. Even when Li Ping invited him to have a meal at Wanjia Restaurant, he just waved his hand and said no.

"Mr. Fang really can't bear to leave this house." Looking at the old man's lonely back as he left, Li Changle also felt sorry for him.

Of course, since the money and goods have been paid, there is no psychological burden.

It was already past noon, and Li Ping once again invited Li Changle to have dinner at Wanjia Restaurant. She did not refuse again, as she was hungry.

The front hall of Wanjia Restaurant was still very busy.

As soon as I stepped into the restaurant, I heard a round of enthusiastic applause, "Great! Great! This is really gratifying!"

Li Changle paused and looked towards the source of the sound.

It turned out that there was an old man on a small platform half a person's height beside the lobby, who was telling a story in a vivid voice. When he talked about the climax, his body movements made the characters in the story more vivid and won applause from the whole room.

"Manager Li's management skills are amazing. Your restaurant is never quiet at all."

I haven't seen this scene the few times I came to the restaurant before.

Li Ping still took her to the private room upstairs, and Leng Yi followed closely.

"Haha, Madam Li, you are too kind. There has always been singing performances in the restaurant. But the girl who sang the song a few years ago had an old father who was seriously ill and needed someone to take care of him, so she couldn't come. The restaurant's business was also good, so we didn't find another singer.

The storytelling is a trick I learned from teahouses, just copying what others have said. It is a festive occasion in the first month of the year, and I didn’t expect everyone to be so supportive.”

Liping's joy is beyond words.

Li Changle looked over there and continued, "Boss, you might as well keep this program. Storytelling is not just for teahouses, and there seem to be a lot of people in the county who like to listen to storytelling. Not to mention competing with teahouses for business, you can maintain the current customer flow and it's good."

It’s just a matter of giving the storyteller a little more money every month. Liping doesn’t need that little money.

However, if we want to promote the small packages of braising sauce, we are afraid that it will affect the braising sauce business of the restaurant to some extent, which is the big problem.

Having many popular programs can be considered as an effort to attract and retain customers.

Li Ping nodded with a straight face, "Madam Li is right, I think so too."

Seeing that Li Changle was also interested in listening to books, Li Ping took the two of them to a private room on the second floor.

Except for two closed private rooms on the four sides of the upstairs, the other two sides are separated by several rooms with mahogany carved partitions. In addition to eating and drinking, you can also listen to folk songs while sitting there, and now there is also the option of listening to books.

Li Changle asked Li Ping to go about his own business. She walked around the house and drank some tea to calm down.

Li Ping walked away. He asked the waiter to bring up tea and snacks, and asked for the menu that had just been ordered to be sent to the private room as soon as possible, and then went about his own business.

The storyteller on the platform continued with the next part of the story.

As Li Changle listened, he discovered that the names of familiar people appeared in the story.

She turned her head and looked at Leng Yi, "You are talking about your eldest young master, right?"

What about "the general cleverly captured the enemy leader's head", "the Northern Mongolian prince was finally captured by the general", "the general is mighty"...

Leng Yi's face was not so cold at this moment, he even looked excited, his eyes were like torches, staring at the old man downstairs:

"Madam, he is talking about our general! The Great Yan Dynasty's conquering general!"

His tone was full of pride.

Li Changle turned his gaze back to the old man.

Well, she also likes to hear this story.

The audience was filled with applause and cheers. Most of them were of a certain age. At this hour, those who came just to have a meal had already left. These people were all old customers, and most of them came from fairly good families.

It’s no big deal to spend half a day drinking and chatting with old friends, or listening to some music or storytelling.