Chapter 148 New House
In fact, Zhongren got this house for more than 130 taels. After the successful transaction, he can also get a commission.
But who would dislike the lack of money?
What he said to Mrs. Wang earlier was right. The houses in the town have little liquidity and are difficult to buy and sell. This house has been in his hands for more than a year, and some houses cannot even be sold for six or seven years. go out.
Finally, someone was willing to buy it, and there were no other flowers and intestines. Of course, he did not want to turn this business into trouble.
"Old lady, you mean to add a little more, how about 170 taels?" The middle man wanted to fight for more.
How can anyone directly dig out 30 taels of silver, 30 taels of silver can be enough for ordinary people to live for many years!
Mrs. Wang took Xiao Ayu's hand and went out.
"Okay, then I'll go to another place to see, and I'll have to shop around."
In the anxious look of the middle man, Wang Chuangui whispered to him: "Brother, let me be honest with you, my mother is stubborn, if she leaves this door today, if you agree to 150 taels, she will I won't buy it either."
The Chinese think this is very possible, the old lady looks like a person with a very right mind.
As soon as he gritted his teeth, he stomped his foot: "Sure, 150 taels are 150 taels, I will be your friend! Now that you have bought a house in the town, we can be regarded as people living in the same place in the future. Yes, take care of each other."
Mrs. Wang stopped: "Let's go, go through the formalities now, I have to go back in the afternoon."
There are strict procedures for the purchase and sale of houses. First, you must register locally, and then you must ask Lizheng to supervise. Both the buyer and the seller and the middleman must be present.
If it is officially registered, it can also be handled by a more professional person.
For example, some big families never come forward to do things by themselves, and the people below do things well according to the rules.
This time, Mrs. Wang wrote the house in the name of Lao Wangtou. She wanted to write it directly on Xiao Ayu's head, but that would not work. If it was written on Wang Chuanman's head again, I'm afraid it would be other brothers. Great opinion.
After buying the house, the middle man also smiled and said to Mrs. Wang, "Congratulations on your new house. If you can use my money in the future, don't be polite."
Qian Deyi is the name of a Chinese man.
Mrs. Wang: "Since you have said so, then I don't bother the second master. I would like to ask you to introduce. There are some better carpenters here. There is always some new furniture in the house."
There are also woodworkers in Hujia Village, but they are fine in the village, but if they come to the town to work, it will be a little more troublesome.
Lao Wangtou can do it too, but his movements are slow, not as good as those professional woodworkers.
Qian Deyi really knew: "You have found the right person. My husband is a carpenter. He has been doing it for more than 40 years. If it is the second in this Nanhe Town, no one dares to be the first."
"If that's the case, then we'll meet your husband first. If the quality is good, we'll set it there. In terms of price, don't cheat on me."
Qian proudly smiled bitterly: "Old lady, in front of you, I'm afraid I only have the share of being cheated, how can I cheat you!"
He was frightened, this old lady looked like someone who wouldn't ask for a price, but when bargaining, she used a snake to squeeze seven inches.
is a connoisseur.
Sure enough, when he went to his husband's house, Mrs. Wang picked and choosed about their carpentry work, and almost made his husband blow his beard and stare at him.
In the end, I gave 10 taels of silver to set the money, ordered some furniture that needed to be made at home, and made an appointment for the delivery time. Then Mrs. Wang turned to Blue River Street, planning to see where her grandchildren were going. go to school.
Nanhe Town is not big or small. There are two schools, three private schools, and two ethnic studies.
There are two places closest to their house, one is Aoki School, and the other is Yangjia Private School.
Aoki School was opened by a local scholar, and there were two scholars in it, who taught the knowledge of taking the imperial examination.
Yang's private school is more focused on reading cognition, it is a basic private school and does not take imperial examinations.
Mrs. Wang planned to divide the family into two groups and go to Qingmu School and Yangjia Private School respectively.
There is a standard for recruiting students in Aoki School. When my old lady took Wang Chuangui, the old gentleman heard that Wang Chuangui was not even a child, so he was not willing to accept it.
"I'm just starting to study now, and I'm too old. The old man suggested that I should go to a private school and read a few words. It's enough to know a few words." The old gentleman was very sincere, but it was really hurtful.
Xiao Ayu said: "Grandpa, our family used to be very poor, so the second uncle didn't go to school. But our second uncle is amazing. We all learn from the second uncle at home. He has a lot of knowledge. !"
The old man didn't notice Xiao Ayu at first, mainly because Xiao Ayu was too small, so he was very inconspicuous when he was hidden beside the adults.
Now suddenly I heard Xiao Ayu's voice, and the old gentleman discovered that there was a little girl.
The old gentleman is a bit old-fashioned and pedantic, and he doesn't like girls, but looking at the doll's appearance, his articulation is extraordinarily clear, which is better than those who have been taught meticulously since childhood.
So the old gentleman got a little interested, lowered his head slightly, and asked her, "You said your second uncle is amazing, so what did you learn from him? Tell me."
Xiao Ayu began to memorize the Three Character Classic on the spot, and after that, he began to memorize the Thousand Character Classic, and then recited a few poems and even a fu.
Xiao Ayu's endorsement is the first difficulty to memorize, but once you remember it, you will not forget it.
The more she carried, the more embarrassed Wang Chuangui's face became.
Because of some, they were not taught by Wang Chuangui at all.
Wang Chuangui: I have never learned this myself.
In the slightly surprised eyes of the old master, Xiao Ayu took a breath and began to count again.
In terms of arithmetic, Xiao Ayu is not very good at arithmetic. She can only use 10 fingers now, but this does not prevent Xiao Ayu from reciting the formula in "Nine Chapters of Arithmetic".
After memorizing it for two quarters of an hour, the students in Aoki Academy passed by and couldn't help but stop there, looking at a two-year-old girl with her hands behind her back, endorsing their husband with a milky voice.
The students are all hiding behind the goalposts, you look at me, I look at you.
"Wow, where is this little sister, she can carry so much back!"
"She's so good-looking! She has a nice voice too."
"Are you coming to our school? Why don't you go to the kindergarten?"
The students in Aoki Academy are basically basic, and the youngest are seven or eight years old, and they have learned it at home.
But there are no women in the entire school, firstly because their master doesn't like female students, and secondly because there are too few qualified students.
Now there is a little girl, these students think it is very novel, do they want to have a little junior sister?
Xiao Ayu finally finished the memorization in one go. Seeing the old man staring at him, Xiao Ayu felt a little annoyed.
Oops, if I had known that I would not be so playful, she would have learned a lot less.
Does this old grandpa think she is stupid?
After listening to this, the old gentleman looked at Wang Chuangui with a different look: "Since you can teach such a good child, your knowledge is not bad, so I will accept you as an exception."
Because Wang Chuangui is really old, and asking him to endorse in public, it seems like he is embarrassing the other party.
Little Ayu jumped three feet high with joy.
Wang Chuangui was unable to express his suffering.
I now say that I can’t even carry it, is it too late?
(end of this chapter)