"Dad, this is the ancestral home of our Nalan family and cannot be sold."
As a loud shout came, a middle-aged man in his forties walked up to Yang Jun.
"Comrade, I'm sorry, this house is not for sale."
When Yang Jun heard this, he turned around and said to Nalan Zhili,
"Master Na Wu, why don't you guys come to me after discussing it?"
When Nalan Zhili heard this, his face darkened.
Without saying a word, he kicked the man to the ground.
"You evil beast, everyone is qualified to say this, but you are not. If you hadn't been eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, would I have sold my ancestral home?"
"Dad, why are you mentioning this in front of outsiders? My son has now changed his ways and is a prodigal son. As long as he gets through this difficult time, good days are ahead."
The man who was kicked to the ground was Nalan Zhili's third son named Nalan Hongfu. At this time, he looked at his father with a bitter look on his face.
"The prodigal son comes back? Changes his past?"
"Ha ha!"
Nalan Zhili’s old face twisted, and then he yelled at Nalan Hongfu,
"Have you said this hundreds of times? Even if I believe what a dog says now, I will never believe you again."
"This is the last time I help you pay off your debt, the last time."
With tears in his eyes, the old man looked around at everyone in the yard, looked at his son, daughter-in-law, and grandchildren, and said in pain,
"Our Nalan family has been defeated at the hands of you unscrupulous descendants. This time we sold our ancestral home to pay the debt for you, and then divide the family."
After the old man finished speaking, tears fell softly.
He said the word separation through gritted teeth.
If he hadn't been forced to do anything, he wouldn't have mentioned the separation of the family.
In ancient times, children were not allowed to separate as long as their parents were alive.
Now, as long as he is still alive, he has to separate from his children, which makes him feel extremely painful.
The people in the courtyard were left speechless.
Not only did the sons become prodigal, but even the grandchildren also gave birth to a few unworthy descendants.
The old man's words struck home in their hearts. If they hadn't been so capable, a good family wouldn't have been separated like this.
The fact that they have reached this point is entirely their own fault.
At this time, Master Nawu walked up to Yang Jun.
"Xiao Yang, this is a joke for you. Don't pay attention to them. Let's continue to look at the house."
"this……"
Yang Jun looked troubled.
He felt quite awkward, always feeling that he was forcing them to sell their ancestral home.
Moreover, the looks in the eyes of these people from Nalan's family were full of hostility, which made him very uncomfortable.
"Old man, why don't you discuss it again? I'm going back first."
After saying that, Yang *** stood up and left.
"Xiao Yang, please wait a moment."
Na Wuye caught up with him and stopped him.
"There is no need to discuss with them. I must sell the house. Only by selling the ancestral home can they truly give up."
After Master Na Wu finished speaking, he turned back to his children and said, "It's not your turn to interrupt the Nalan family. As long as I'm still here, it's not your turn to make the decision."
"If you really change your past, then sell your ancestral home and cherish your future life."
His children seemed to be repenting at this moment, and only then did they truly realize their regret...
If they hadn't all been able to do it, this family would not have been so bad that they had to sell their ancestral home.
Nalan Zhili saw that his children were silent, so he said to Yang Jun,
"Xiao Yang, let's continue looking at the house."
Yang Jun frowned and thought for a moment.
He walked to the middle of the yard and said to his children,
"Everyone, I'm just a house buyer. I don't want to get involved in your family affairs. To be honest, I like this house very much, but I won't take what others like. As long as you don't want to, I won't buy it."
"So I
Let me ask again, who among you has objections?"
After saying that, he looked at everyone.
Fortunately, no one objected this time.
Although they looked reluctant, they did not say it out loud.
Moreover, Master Na Wu was still watching them eagerly.
After waiting for about thirty seconds, Yang Jun saw that no one objected, so he said,
"Okay, since no one objects, I will continue to look at the house."
After Yang Jun finished speaking, he heard Nalan Hongfu, who was kicked to the ground by Master Na Wu, say,
"Comrade, you have also seen the house. How much can you pay for such a nice house?"
Yang Jun laughed after hearing this.
He knew that it was a lie that these prodigal sons were reluctant to sell their ancestral home, but how much they could sell for and how much they could get was the truth.
"You are the seller, so the price is naturally determined by you."
When Nalan Hongfu heard this, he didn't know how to answer and looked at Nalan Zhili.
"father……"
Nalan Zhili just let his children bargain with Yang Jun, just to test the bottom price that Yang Jun could bear.
At this moment, he also hesitated.
He knew in his heart that in this day and age, he didn't have enough to eat, and only a handful of his family could afford such a large amount of money to buy a house.
If the price is too high, I might scare Yang Jun away.
The price was too low, and he was unwilling to accept it. After all, it had cost fifty thousand oceans to build.
After thinking for a while, Master Na Wu tremblingly stretched out three fingers.
"Thirty...large yellow croakers."
When Yang Jun heard this, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.
He also didn't expect that Mr. Na Wu would quote such a high price.
After all, the three courtyard houses he bought together didn't even use thirty large yellow croakers.
However, the prices cannot be compared like this.
Some of the same houses can be sold for ten gold bars, and some can be sold for twenty gold bars. The main reason is the decoration.
It has to be said that Na Wuye's courtyard is very luxuriously decorated, and many places are handmade by masters, especially the furniture in the house, which is made of green sandalwood and mahogany.
Moreover, these furnitures are obviously old at first glance, and their value as cultural relics alone is immeasurable.
Yang Jun thought about it and asked,
"Does it include furniture?"
"Not included!"
Na Wuye shook his head and said with a sad face: "It took more than thirty large yellow croakers to make these furniture..."
"Forty large yellow croakers."
Yang Jun raised his finger and said: "If you are willing, I will take the house and furniture together. If you are not willing, then forget it."
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Including Fifth Master Na, everyone in the Nalan family had expressions of shock and surprise on their faces...
With such a large sum of money, except for the fact that their family could see it in the early years, now they can't even see a single big yellow croaker.
One can imagine the weight of forty large yellow croakers in their minds.
"father……"
"grandfather……"
Na Wuye's children looked at him anxiously, and all hinted that they should accept the price quickly. If Yang Jun regretted it, it would not be easy to find someone with such a high price.
Na Wuye closed his eyes and the muscles on his face twitched a few times.
After a long while, he opened his eyes and said with a look of regret,
"Okay, but... I'll add another two thousand kilograms of food stamps."
"no problem!"
Yang Jun agreed immediately.
"Old man, why don't you give up the food stamps? How about I just give you a thousand catties of white flour and a thousand catties of rice?"
"Okay, deal."
Na Wuye nodded heavily.
These days, even if you have food stamps, you can't buy food. Yang Jun directly gave him two thousand kilograms of food, which was exactly what he wanted.
he thinks
Then, taking this opportunity, he paid off the debts of several prodigal sons, and divided the remaining money among each family. Then each family was divided into one hundred and eighty kilograms of grain. This was considered as something he, the head of the family, had done for the family.
One last thing.
At this moment, he felt more tired than ever before.
With three wives and four concubines, eight sons and fifteen daughters, plus grandchildren and great-grandchildren, the population had already exceeded 100. The family relied on him for food, drink, food, and all the expenses. He felt that this old bone was already overwhelmed.
"Xiao Yang, please come inside."
Na Wuye led Yang Jun into the living room of the main house with one hand.
Turning around, he said to a 16-year-old girl: "Qing Meng, make tea for the guests."
"Okay, grandpa."
The girl named Qingmeng turned around and went to make tea.
Arriving at the living room of the main house, Yang Jun was immediately shocked by the layout of the living room.
This can no longer be described as luxury.
Even though he was mentally prepared before coming in, he was still shocked by the luxurious decoration.
Even the retro furniture in the new courtyard houses of later generations will be overshadowed by these decorations.
"Xiao Yang, is it worth buying this yard?"
Seeing Yang Jun's obsessed look, Ma Wuye asked with a smile.
"It's not a loss, it's a gain in blood."
Yang Jun returned to Shinto.
Not only was there no loss, it was a huge profit.
There is as much gold and food as there is in the space. This courtyard house cannot be bought simply by having money. Yang Jun feels that even if the price is more expensive, it is still worth it.
"Haha, as long as you like it."
After Master Nalan finished speaking, he solemnly said: "Xiao Yang, after this house is in your hands, I hope you will not sell it again. This is the hard work of four generations of my Nalan family. I am unable to redeem it.
I just hope you can take good care of it, even if I am an old bone, please do it, okay?"
When Yang Jun heard this, his face straightened and he said solemnly,
"Old man, I promise you, once this house comes to me, I will never change my surname again."
"Okay, okay, then I'll feel relieved, don't worry..."
Na Wuye kept mumbling, but there were tears in his eyes.
When Yang Jun saw this, he felt sad in his heart.
It makes no one feel good if the house they have lived in all their lives is suddenly sold.
At this time, the little girl named Qing Meng came in with a tea tray.
The tea tray not only contains tea, but also two small plates of snacks.
If the donkey is defeated, the frame will not fall; if the situation is overturned, the frame will not fall.
Rich people are very particular about having tea with snacks.
It can be seen how prosperous the Nalan family used to be.
"Mr. Yang, please have tea."
Nalan Qingmeng cried out sweetly.
Then she did not leave, but stood beside Master Na Wu with an empty tea tray.
"Thanks!"
Yang Jun responded lightly, and then said to himself,
"When you are drunk, you don't know that the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of clear dreams that overwhelm the stars."
"Is this a lucid dream?"
When Nalan Qingmeng heard this, her eyes suddenly lit up, and then she said sweetly,
"Mr. Yang is very talented in literature, which is where my name comes from."
"My grandfather gave me my name. Originally I wanted to call it Xinghe, but later I changed it back to Qingmeng."
"Nalan Xinghe, Nalan Qingmeng, these two names are both good. No matter which one you call, they will suit your temperament." Yang Jun said with a smile.
Not to mention, as the name suggests, Nalan Qingmeng is not only sweet-looking, but also gives people the feeling of a lady, especially the two dimples that appear when she smiles, which makes people feel very comfortable.
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