Rebirth 1962: The Beginning of the Angry Fan Qin Huairu

"What are you in such a hurry for?"

"Well, take a day off tomorrow, and then we'll go visit him together. It's not easy to sell such a big yard anyway!"

He Yuzhu thought that this was true. After all, it was almost dark, and it would be impolite to visit at this time.

But the beautiful wife next to him couldn't help but tease him, "Xiao He, didn't you see that Mr. Na was so anxious just now? But now that you're here, he's not anxious anymore."

Na Xiuhong smiled and said, "I was just worried that Xiao He didn't get the news in time."

"Besides, buying a house is a big deal. Knowing it in advance will give you time to prepare."

At this point, He Yuzhu hurriedly asked, "By the way, brother, did your friend tell you how much he wants to sell it for?"

Na Xiuhong pondered for a moment and said, "Old He, he really didn't say anything about this, but the two-courtyard house you bought some time ago cost 4500. I think this four-courtyard house plus the things inside should be within ."

He Yuzhu deliberately made a solemn expression, but he was very happy in his heart. Twenty thousand yuan was the price of two large yellow croakers, but in a few years, the price would at least increase four or five times.

"Okay then, I'll go back and think about it."

When Xiuhong heard this, she thought He Yuzhu was dissatisfied with the high price.

"Lao He, my brother has something to say but I don't know if I should say it or not."

He Yuzhu looked at Xiuhong in confusion. "Brother, you say, we don't have to be so polite to each other."

Na Xiuhong said solemnly, "In fact, twenty thousand is not expensive, because his house was awarded by the palace. It not only has rockery and a small pond, but also many antiques and valuable furniture."

"It's just that my brother is now in his 80s, so he wants to return to his hometown, otherwise he would never sell this house."

He Yuzhu didn't expect that there was such a person among the Bannermen, and he became curious for a moment.

"What's your friend's name?"

"Guan Maoxing!"

He Yuzhu understood instantly. It turned out that the other person was from the Aisin-Gioro branch. No wonder he wanted to return to his roots in the end.

"Okay, don't worry, I'll come to see you tomorrow morning."

After He Yuzhu said this, he stood up and rode his bike back to the courtyard. As a result, he saw Banggeng chatting with Yan Bugui at the gate of the courtyard.

"Second Grandpa, my mother told me everything that happened over the years, so I have to thank you for your help to our family over the years."

"Hey, you are really polite, so shall we go eat now?"

"Of course I'm right. My mother has already stewed the meat. I'm the first person I've come to see you. I'll go find my grandfather later!"

"Okay, I've seen you have a lot of potential since you were little. Come on, I'll be right there."

These words almost made He Yuzhu laugh out loud. He also wondered why Yan Bugui was becoming more and more unscrupulous. For a meal, he could even say such nonsense with his eyes open.

But Banggeng nodded with a smug look on his face, his vanity reaching its peak at this moment.

I remembered that I was reluctant to invite these people to dinner just now, but now I see that although Yi Zhonghai is a paraplegic, his brain is still the same as before.

"Then I'll go to the backyard first."

Banggeng said a polite word, turned around and walked into the yard. When he saw He Yuzhu, he deliberately showed a smug expression. However, what made Banggeng unhappy was that He Yuzhu didn't even give him any feedback, wasting his highlight moment in vain.

But as soon as he left, Yan Bugui spat on the ground.

"Virtue~"

He Yuzhu laughed and said, "That's not right. Why are you cursing at people right after they leave?"

Yan Bugui was startled, and when he turned around he saw that it was He Yuzhu and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"The pillar."

"I'm just playing along. You said it's a waste of free food."

He Yuzhu said speechlessly: "I didn't say anything else, but it's not easy for Qin Huairu to treat you, don't forget to take a big bowl to take away later."

"Hey, you're right. I can't waste this opportunity." Yan Bugui said, turned around and went home.

He Yuzhu shook his head helplessly, thinking that the Jia family was really amazing. They said they would be careful, but when they had a little money they started showing off. Aren’t they afraid that others would become suspicious?

But it’s better for them to do so, because the more flagrant they are, the more flaws they will have, and the backlash will be more serious.

But now his focus is on the four-courtyard house, and everything else has to be put aside. Moreover, such a big thing must be informed to Yu Li, so He Yuzhu told her about this matter after he got home.

But the price was not as high as he said. However, when Yu Li heard that it would cost more than 15,000, she sat there thinking about it for a long time.

"Boss, this is almost all our family's savings. You really need to think it through."

"Think about it."

"Believe it or not, in three years this house will have to be renovated several times."

"Then I don't know whether it's true or not, but I believe you."

He Yuzhu felt warm in his heart. After all, she was the wife he chose, and she had unconditionally supported all his decisions over the years.

"Don't worry, my wife. Your man will have ways to make money in the future, and buying a house is just one of them."

"Virtue, then I will give you the passbook tomorrow."

After the couple finished discussing, the next morning He Yuzhu asked Yu Li to ask for a day off for him, and he rode his bike directly to find Na Xiuwen.

After the two met, there was no more nonsense. He Yuzhu took him on his bike to the four-courtyard house in Houhai.

"Mr. Na, is this the yard?"

"Yes, it's right here. Don't be fooled by the fact that it's a little broken on the outside. There is definitely something hidden inside."

"Hey, what are you waiting for? Let's go!"

Xiu Wen went up and knocked on the door. About two minutes later, a middle-aged man in his fifties pushed the door open and came out.

"Mr. Na, you are finally here."

"What's wrong, Lao Fang?"

"Don't mention it. The old man was pissed off by the person who looked at the house yesterday. He's still sulking in the yard right now."

Na Xiuhong quickly took He Yuzhu into the yard, but as soon as they passed the screen wall, He Yuzhu's eyes suddenly lit up.

There were several neatly arranged houses in the front yard. The red paint on them must have just been maintained. There were even flowers and plants planted on an open space next to the hanging flower gate, which made people who just came in feel pleasing to the eye.

He Yuzhu didn't have time to appreciate it and followed the middle-aged man into the central courtyard. He couldn't help but cheer in his heart. Just for this courtyard, let alone 20,000 yuan, he would have to buy it even if it doubled.

"You two, our master is drinking tea in the backyard, so you can just go over there."

Xiuhong bowed and then walked forward with He Yuzhu.

"Old He, don't think too much. The people living in this courtyard are all former servants of Master Guan Maoxing, so they are still used to calling him Master."

"This old man is a very generous person. Over the years, he has not only supported the entire house with his previous savings, but he has also supported several college students from his servants' families."

He Yuzhu was stunned when he heard this. This old man was really unique. In this day and age, not only did he have servants at home, he even supported the servants' children in their education.

At this time, Na Xiuhong continued, "Plus, he has always been kind and generous, so he has been living here peacefully for the past few years."

He Yuzhu understood, thinking that the other person was buying peace with money.

"Lao He, the one in front is Grandpa Guan."

He Yuzhu took a quick look and saw an old man wearing a white sweatshirt and with a ruddy complexion lying on a recliner drinking tea.

"Xiao Na is here, come quickly and taste the flavor of Longjing tea."

"Old man, I brought this seller to you, why don't we talk business first."

Guan Maoxing stared at He Yuzhu with a scrutinizing look, and after a while he pointed at the stone bench next to him.

"You're welcome. Sit there."

"Kunzi, serve the guests tea~"

He Yuzhu nodded hurriedly, then followed Xiuhong and sat on the stone bench.

"May I ask your name, sir?"

"Hello, old man. My name is He Yuzhu. You can call me Zhuzi."

At this time, someone brought two cups of tea and placed them in front of He Yuzhu and Na Xiuhong. He Yuzhu thanked them and then picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Guan Maoxing saw that He Yuzhu was not at all reserved, so he continued, "You are an official, right?"

"Oh, he's not an official, just a canteen manager in the factory."

"Oh, that's not ordinary. To be able to get such a good job, my friend, you must be a very good person."

"But please don't mind my straightforwardness."

He Yuzhu was stunned and said, "You can talk as much as you want, old man."

"From my perspective, your face shows that you will be very rich and powerful, but you may be in danger of a bloody disaster in the near future."

He Yuzhu felt quite unhappy when he heard this. He wondered why this old man started talking so weird right away and even said that he had some bloody disaster. Could it be that he could tell fortunes?

Guan Maoxing seemed to have seen through what He Yuzhu was thinking, as he casually took out a tortoise shell and three copper coins.

"How about I tell you your fortune?"