Bai Wuwei had done his homework before and immediately answered: "This Zhou family is the wife's family of Mr. Gu San. There is a sister in the natal family who is a concubine in the palace."
The last time he visited, the road to Zhuangzi was open, and there were two pieces of land beside the road. One side belonged to the Zhou family, and the other side belonged to another family.
But just now, the tenant said that these two pieces of land belong to the Zhou family.
Mu Yunhan said: "Then have you ever asked the landlord if the Zhou family wants to buy his Zhuangzi?"
Bai Wuwei said: "I asked anyone who wanted to buy it, but the Zhou family was not mentioned."
There are rules for selling houses and land. You need to first ask your tribe and neighbors. If no one is willing to buy it, sell it to others.
He is used to doing business, so it is impossible for him not to ask these questions clearly.
Mu Yunhan weighed it.
Zhuangzi is surrounded by the Zhou family. Once the road is cut off, it becomes a dead end. The landlord cannot sell it, so he has no choice but to surrender.
You probably won't get a fair price.
Logically speaking, if the Zhou family signaled her overtly or covertly like this, she should have known what she wanted and quit.
But it's hard for her too, it's too hard to buy land here.
The farms in the suburbs of the capital are all like carrots and pits, and each one has its own background.
Especially those good ones, ordinary people are not qualified to buy them, just think about them.
In the early years, she didn't dare to ask Meng Jia to buy it for her because she was afraid that Meng Jia would offend others because of his lack of sense, which would affect the Meng Xiang couple's perception of her and affect major events.
It's not difficult to buy from Zhuangzi further away, but if it's too far away, it will affect the restaurant's future supply of vegetables.
It seems that only this Zhuangzi compromise is suitable.
If I give up, I don’t know when I will have to wait until I meet the right one.
Mu Yunhan decisively jumped over the dung pile and strode forward: "Since we are here, let's take a look."
She's not afraid of getting dirty, and certainly not others.
Everyone who came today was very skillful, and a group of people passed the dung pile easily without getting any dirt on them.
The tenants of the Zhou family opened their mouths in surprise, hurriedly put away their farm tools, and went back to report.
There is only one couple living in Zhuangzi, and they are both servants.
The woman was cursing the Zhou family while doing laundry, while the man was seriously sharpening his knife.
The couple were shocked when they saw Mu Yunhan and others.
The woman even ran to the door to see if the pile of manure and fertilizer was still there, and then stared at Mu Yunhan's skirt and shoes: "How did you get here?"
Xiaomi said with a smile: "It flew here."
The woman laughed, enthusiastically took out a stool and invited them to sit down. She called to the man loudly: "Master, I'm afraid this can be done."
The man was also very happy. He stood there for a while rubbing his hands and said, "You guys haven't eaten yet. I'm going to kill a chicken!"
Mu Yunhan did not refuse. Everyone was hungry along the way.
She naturally sat down by the stove, helped the woman light the fire, and chatted with her: "Where is your master's house?"
She only knew that Zhuangzi was originally from the family of a Beijing official named Song. The Beijing official was old and wanted to return to his hometown after becoming an official and wanted to dispose of his property.
The woman's eyes turned red and she whispered: "My master is about to die of illness and has no money for medical treatment, so he has to buy property. Those people didn't dare to do this to us before, but now that my family has no power, they bully others."
You said that everyone knows the rules about selling houses and land. We must have asked them first. If they said no, we would talk to others.
But his family has been acting like a monster silently, and now no one dares to ask for our Zhuangzi." (To be continued)