Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 24 Smoke rising from the ancestral grave

  Fang Jinglong stroked his belly, smiled and said: "It's just a guess, I'm very happy to be my father, very happy."

But at this point, Fang Jinglong was heartbroken again: "The only fly in the ointment is our family's land. Hey, this is all ancestral property. I'm sorry for our ancestors! Our Fang family has gone through several generations. We can only buy other people's land. Where there are land sellers, it’s because the descendants are unworthy! Of course, son, don’t be angry, it’s because the father is unworthy, you...you...or..."

  Fang Jinglong thought hard, and just remembered a word: "It's still very good."

This is already Fang Jinglong's old problem. Now as soon as he returns home, he looks at the bare hall and the emptiness of the house. When he occasionally sneaks into the accounting room, he finds that he doesn't have to check the accounts anymore. After all, Zhuangzi sells everything. It’s all gone, how much rent do I need to check?

   Subconsciously, a layer of mist rose from the cloudy eyes, worry, I don’t know how to explain to my ancestors in the future.

  Fang Jifan couldn't bear it very much, and was about to speak a few words of persuasion.

  The door came again, hurriedly said: "Young master, Wang Jinyuan from Dongshi said he came to pay his respects, and dozens of carts followed him."

  As soon as Fang Jinglong heard about the merchant Wang Jinyuan, Fang Jinglong gritted his teeth with hatred, and said angrily: "What is he, dare to come?"

  Fang Jifan jumped up all of a sudden, excitedly said: "Please hurry up."

After a while, the potbellied Wang Jinyuan came in panting. Seeing Fang Jifan, he quickly squeezed out a smile: "Mr. Fang, the silver is all ready, but...there is not so much silver in cash, but...all have been converted. All the things the family moved out will be returned at their original price. In addition, there are 300,000 taels of silver, 7,000 taels of gold, and land... This land is all in the suburbs of the capital. Zhuangzi, if you take it all into account, they are all good fields, with nine thousand acres. In addition, the villain also collected more than 3.9 million taels of Daming banknotes. Now the price of treasure banknotes to cash is ten to one. , equivalent to 390,000 taels, there are still six shops in the capital, which is located in Dongshi, which is a prosperous area, covering an area of ​​20 mu, which is not small. This... this villain was estimated at ten 90,000 taels, the sum of these 7,788, the valuation is at least 1,300,000 taels, Mr. Fang, this is the list, you have to go through it first, if it doesn’t work, you can estimate the value yourself, how dare a villain deceive you Young master, I don’t dare to borrow ten guts... Also, the villain has also sent the household items, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, land deeds, etc. that the Zunfu sold to the villain in the past..."

  Fang Jifan squinted his eyes, his brain was active, he listened, and at the same time he mentally calculated quickly. The shop in Dongshi is a large shop, covering an area of ​​20 acres, and it is really valuable. There is also the Daming Treasure Banknote... ten exchanged for one, it seems that there is no problem. As for the other land properties, I am afraid that people will have to go to the field to have a look, let the housekeeper Yang go.

  Although Wang Jinyuan is greedy, he is not worried about him daring to play tricks when he is doing business with Nanhe Bofu.

But Fang Jifan is still a little melancholy. It's a pity that such a large amount of money cannot be traded in cash. In exchange for so much land and antiques, there is nothing to use. When the time comes, this prodigal son will find a new project, and maybe he will sell it again. Once again, is it annoying to hear the howling ghosts and howling wolves all over the house?

   "What?" Fang Jinglong on the side uttered an exclamation. He got up suddenly, grabbed the list, and his eyes were straight.

   1.3 million taels of silver.

  Fang Jinglong only felt terrified, subconsciously, he looked at Fang Jifan, stared wide-eyed and said: "Son, you won't do something like beheading?"

"No...no." Fang Jifan was taken aback by Fang Jinglong, and quickly said: "This is the silver for selling ebony, I... I don't know why they are crazy, they insist on buying my ebony, and they still have to take one hundred and thirty Ten thousand taels of silver to buy..."

  1.3 million taels...

what is this concept?

  The savings of several generations of Nanhe Bofu were emptied by Fang Jifan, a prodigal son, and all of them were sold for only 120,000 to 30,000 taels of silver, but in a blink of an eye, it directly increased by ten times.

Fang Jinglong felt his heart beating violently, and even felt a little pain in his heart, so he hurriedly covered his heart, just now he said Wang Jinyuan, you dare to come, turned his head, looked at Wang Jinyuan with a big smile, and took a deep breath: "Boss Wang, come here!" , come, please sit down, sit down and talk."

  The Fang family got rich.

  The news spread like wildfire.

   No, it was more than just getting rich, and I don't know what kind of luck, that prodigal son actually won the first place in the review and was awarded a gold belt.

  The capital shakes.

It is said that their family's silver was picked in boxes by people. Even the Daming banknotes were packed into a box. The land deeds and house deeds were so thick that the hands couldn't hold them. The bottles and jars brought in Pots and calligraphy and paintings were loaded into ten carts, and ordinary antiquities were thrown out of the door, thinking that the family occupied the land.

  Someone said that the prodigal son of the Fang family, wearing a gold belt, dangled around the house with his bare buttocks, and he was so loud that he almost grew a tail and flew to the sky.

  Now the streets are full of people talking about Feng Shui.

  Even those Fengshui masters on the street holding pan cloths and carrying compasses suddenly became popular, and their value skyrocketed.

  How to explain such supernatural phenomena, many people pondered over it, and after pondering, if a **** like the Fang family can be given a golden belt, it's nothing, but they can still get rich? The only scientific explanation is...the Fang family's ancestral grave was well buried, and there was smoke.

   From this we can see how important the location of the ancestral tomb is. One is fate, two is luck and three is geomantic omen. The ancients never deceived me.

  Those quacks and feng shui masters burst into tears one by one, wishing to worship at Fang Jifan's feet, call him the patriarch, draw his image, frame it at home, and enshrine it day and night.

  Spring is here, and it’s time to pay PEI again... Uh...it’s spring, and it’s time for Feng Shui masters to get rich.

  Fang Jifan now wears gold and silver, and is wearing the best silk gown. It is said that this silk is the cocoons picked by the young women in Songjiang, and then woven by the best weavers.

  The stitches and threads inside are ingenious, such clothes cost at least twenty taels of silver in the market, which can be regarded as the annual expenditure of seven or eight wealthy families, but does Fang Jifan care about money?

The house suddenly returned to its original state. The benches and willow tables were gone, replaced by official hat chairs and sandalwood tables made of ebony. Words, style!

  Fang Jifan is sitting on this official hat chair at the moment, holding a teacup in his hand. The tea is the Queue tea from Jiulongke, which is extremely valuable and is said to be equivalent to gold. After taking a sip of tea, I feel comfortable all over!

  At this time, seeing Fang Jifan put down the teacup, he sighed melancholy.

   It's already the third day, but I don't know if the three apprentices will come, maybe they will take their money and run away?

  Fang Jifan really remembers those three guys in his heart, so he won't go out today, and is waiting here with peace of mind.

   When it was close to noon, Menzi finally came to report: "Grandpa, there are three scholars visiting, and they have posted a name card, but the little one can't understand it."

   "Bring it here." Fang Jifan took the name card, and saw that it read: 'Students Ouyang Zhi, Liu Wenshan, and Jiang Chen visited Enfu. "

   It really came!

  Fang Jifan smiled heartily: "Call in."

  (end of this chapter)