Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 3 The cub sells his father Tian's heart doesn't hurt

   Before the joy was over, Steward Yang suddenly remembered what the young master said about selling the land, and the smile on his face froze immediately.

At this moment, someone yelled, rushed towards Fang Jifan, hugged Fang Jifan's thigh, and cried, "Young master, young master, you can't sell the land, young master, you are selling the land... This is a thunder from the sky!" It was hacked, it was sold, the whole capital would laugh at it, and poke the Fang family's back, if the uncle knew... woo woo..."

   It turned out to be Deng Jian, and Deng Jian burst into tears, holding Fang Jifan's thigh blindly, crying loudly.

Steward Yang's complexion is also very bad, selling... selling the land... just now he thought, besides our young master of the Fang family who would ponder over this shameless matter, who else would ask about selling the land, he was quite happy in his heart, Anyway, the young master's illness is finally cured.

  But now that he thinks about it, he really wants to sell it.

Steward Yang thumped, knelt down, and said, "Young master, Deng Jian is right, you can't sell it, if you sell it, our Nanhebo mansion will become a big joke. If the young master is short of money, you can't sell it with the young master. Tell me, Lao Liu, Lao Liu, how much money is still in the account now..."

Accountant Liu's eyes were red, and he grabbed his heart, feeling the pain in his heart, and he couldn't help crying: "Young master, the younger generations have been working in the mansion for the late master, the master and the young master, Nanhebo's mansion is also... It is also one of the most famous families in Beijing, this land cannot be sold, it cannot be sold, if the land is sold, the family will lose!"

It actually makes sense. In this day and age, people often regard the land as more important than the sky. Selling ancestral property and land is something only the down-and-out children and prodigal sons can do. Fang Jifan was obviously persuaded by them: "You are all right! , Selling land is the work of the prodigal, but you go out of the mansion and go to the neighbors to inquire, who is the biggest prodigal in this capital?"

Fang Jifan's chest was straight, and his momentum was like a rainbow. At this moment, he actually had a little pride, and the prodigal is also very good, such as selling land. If others dare not sell it, I will dare to sell it. How about taking the opportunity to make a fortune?

"What are you crying for? Anyone who dares to cry will break his leg. If you want to laugh...you don't know the rules in the house? I am my father's only son, and my father is now leading troops to suppress bandits for the court. Now this family, This young master has the final say, who dares to object?"

   Seeing Fang Jifan baring his teeth, Deng Jian, Yang Guanshi, and Accountant Liu all gasped.

  They knew the young master's temper. In the past, the young master would kill people when he was angry, so they didn't dare to cry loudly, but sobbed softly.

   "I'll sell it as soon as I say it. From now on, I'll sell everything that can be sold. Please invite someone from the dental shop. After the negotiation is over, please hire a guarantor. Let's go now!"

   At this time, you must not be discouraged. If you are a little soft-spoken, you will definitely not be able to calm them down.

   Liu accountant cried and said: "Young master, can you tell me about uncle..."

"No, family..." Fang Jifan wanted to call my father, but his body shook suddenly, no, he shouldn't be calling my father, and he almost revealed his truth, so he bared his teeth and showed a heroic look: "What does that old guy do? If the young master said sell it, he must sell it!"

  The young master was furious in the mansion, causing the entire Fang family to tremble with fear. The loyal servant Deng Jian had already passed out, and accountant Liu was also carried to the doctor for a heart attack.

In the early morning of the next day, the sun was rising again, Fang Jifan was dressed under Xiao Xiangxiang's service, Deng Jian's eyes were swollen like a light bulb, thinking that when he woke up last night, he cried a lot, Fang Jifan ignored him, But thinking that the doctor may come to see a doctor later, don't get another needle, so he looked at Xiao Xiangxiang slyly and said: "Xiao Xiangxiang, I haven't seen you for a day, you have grown up again, come on, young master..."

Xiao Xiangxiang's eyes were red and she didn't dare to move. Fang Jifan pointed at her to avoid her, so he went down the donkey, but Xiao Xiangxiang was standing like a wooden stake. Instead, she couldn't help crying, crying in her heart: "You I'm hiding."

Helpless, he had no choice but to stretch out his hateful salty pig's hand and squeeze Xiao Xiangxiang. The softness made Fang Jifan ashamed and speechless, but...it was so big, he was shocked. He didn't know it until he touched it. , So I can't help feeling, Fang's rice, what a supporter!

Xiao Xiangxiang's eyes were still red, and she put a sachet on Fang Jifan. When she saw her pretty face raised up, her eyes were full of tears. Then he said from the side: "Young...young master...the people from the dental shop are here."

   "Good time." Fang Jifan got out of the embarrassment, took the Xiangfei fan tied around his waist, and fanned it loudly: "Go, go and meet him for a while."

He led Deng Jian to the hall, and saw a merchant with a big belly waiting here. This man seemed to have arrived at Fang's house, he looked shorter, and his expression was slightly disturbed. When he saw Fang Jifan, he hurriedly got up and saluted: " Little Wang Jinyuan, I have seen the young master."

  Fang Jifan sat down with a big face, crossed his legs, closed his fan, and slapped it on the table: "No need to be polite, you already know about the land, do you want to go and see the land?"

"No... dare not." Wang Jinyuan smiled cautiously, trying to make himself harmless to humans and animals. This young man is a well-known playboy. If he accidentally said something wrong, who knows if he can walk today? When he went out, he said with a pleasant smile: "The Fang family's Zhuangzi, how can a small one not know that they are all good farmlands. In terms of market prices, one mu is at least thirty taels, and more than two thousand mus of land is six or seven. Ten thousand taels are not a problem, and besides, this year is a good year, there are few land sellers and a lot of buyers, as long as the young master is willing to sell, and the small ones are dedicated, the young master will not suffer."

  Only 60,000 to 70,000...

  Fang Jifan felt a little regretful.

   But if you think about it carefully, one tael of silver in this era is not a small amount, it can be worth almost two hundred yuan in later generations, six to seventy thousand taels, which is equivalent to a huge sum of millions.

   But Fang Jifan was still not reconciled: "Only these?"

Although Wang Jinyuan had a smile on his face, he despised Fang Jifan in his heart. Everyone in Beijing knew that they were all strong men who had made countless contributions to the court. How did they come to this place? In one generation, there is only such a guy. If this is my son, he would rather kill his offspring than strangle him to death.

   Feeling emotional in his heart, Wang Jinyuan said with a dry smile: "My lord, this price is already not low."

Fang Jifan had no choice but to give up. After all, he was a prodigal son, and he couldn't show in front of others that he still had business savvy, so he waved his hand: "Okay, that's it, little Deng Deng, give us this... this... this manager Who the **** is pouring tea, haha, I love making friends the most, come, come, please sit down, please sit down."

Wang Jinyuan was so embarrassed, but he didn't dare to refuse, obediently leaned over and sat down, and when Deng Jian went to pour tea, seeing Fang Jifan playing with the Concubine Xiang's fan without saying a word, he felt that his eyes didn't fit anywhere. In a blink of an eye, he looked at a painting on the wall and couldn't help saying: "Nanhebo Mansion is really different. If ordinary people get this Zhao Yuan's "Picture of Seeing Off Guests at Qingchuan", they must put it at the bottom of the box." No, unexpectedly, the uncle's mansion is directly hung in the hall, which is an eye-opener for me."

Ok?

  Originally, Wang Jinyuan just took the opportunity to brag. People who are in business should always have a sweeter mouth, especially when they encounter such monsters; but Fang Jifan narrowed his eyes and suddenly smelled a business opportunity: "What price?"

   "What price?" Wang Jinyuan was dumbfounded.

  Fang Jifan stared at him with piercing eyes and said, "Of course it's this painting, how much can it sell for?"

   "Thinking about it, there are hundreds of taels of silver. Although this is Zhao Yuan's masterpiece, but after all, Zhao Yuan was not long ago, and it is still far behind the ancient sages."

  Fang Jifan was shocked, and said, "Sold."

   "This... this... is also sold..." Wang Jinyuan was "shocked", and looked at Fang Jifan in surprise.

  …

   Actually forgot to ask for support.

  (end of this chapter)