"Cousin, do you really know when that Wang Fugui died?"
"People have their ups and downs. Accidents can happen at any time. How can I know when he will die? Even if he dies without any accidents, I don't have Yao Yuanguang's ability to calculate longevity!"
"I heard you say..."
"I said to Wang Fugui at that time, 'I can't say when you will die,' but I didn't say that I knew when Wang Fugui died!"
After returning to the inn at night, when Rong Tianding was confused about something, Zhang Xuezhou also responded.
He doesn't do any mysterious things to his relatives.
The thing was a simple matter. He just used the art of fortune-telling to pry into Wang Fugui's past memories, and then caused misunderstandings through words.
This even caused Rong Tianding to misjudge and believed that Wang Fugui might die in the short term.
"Cousin, you told the truth, but he interpreted it in another way," Rong Tianding said.
"I speak my own words, and how he interprets it is his business." Zhang Xuezhou nodded.
"That's it, I understand!"
The more he followed Zhang Xuezhou, the more Rong Tianding learned about him and how to communicate.
This is undoubtedly a kind of rhetoric, not even a flattering one.
But if you want to survive in this world, this is an indispensable ability.
Zhang Xuezhou has been wandering around in these years, and has often faced various powerful practitioners. However, Zhang Xuezhou's strength is low. If it were not for his eloquence, Zhang Xuezhou would have died long ago.
Whether to choose to learn how to speak and survive in society, or to be clumsy and difficult to adapt to, as long as you are not stupid, you know the choice.
At best, this is just an indispensable ability for little people like them to climb up.
Rong Tianding feels that normal people may look down on this ability, but they cannot live without it.
After Zhang Xuezhou explained, Rong Tianding felt his mind suddenly enlightened and he continued to imitate and learn.
The two cousins kept communicating. When the door of the wing was knocked, someone shouted outside, "Does Master Dongfang live here?" '
"It seems to be the voice of a clerk!"
Zhang Xuezhou thought for a few seconds, and then Rong Tianding quickly opened the door.
The side rooms were opened, and Li Wenwen from the Internal Affairs Bureau was standing at the door.
Behind Li Wenwen is Wang Fugui, and next to him is a middle-aged and elderly woman in rich clothes. At the back are two middle-aged men wearing round scarves and silk robes.
"Master Dongfang really lives here," Li Wenwen said happily.
"Master Clerk" Zhang Xuezhou stood up and said: "Please come in quickly, why are you coming here so late?"
"I'm here to tell Master Dongfang the good news," Li Wenwen said with a smile.
"Where does this joy come from?"
"Look at these four people behind me!"
Zhang Xuezhou asked, and Li Wenwen immediately stretched out his hand and began to introduce people.
"This is Wang Fugui who wants to sell his house, this is Mrs. Wang, this is Di Rang, the neighbor on the left, and Zheng Wukong, the doctor on the right!"
Li Wenwen introduced everyone politely, and everyone bowed and saluted.
Wang Fugui ran a cloth shop, Di Rang opened a guest house, and Zheng Wukong opened a drug store. All three parties had considerable industries.
At this time, something strange happened in the Wang family. Everyone just wanted to be safe, and the issue of the quality of the house was forgotten.
Wang Fugui asked to sell his house, while Di Rang and Zheng Wukong kept observing this possible new neighbor.
When they saw the military attaché badge on Zhang Xuezhou's body, both of them felt relieved.
After all, the military attachés of the imperial court are better at fighting and are not afraid of evil things. It is indeed very reassuring to have such people living next to them, far more secure than a cloth-selling businessman like Wang Fugui.
The two of them confirmed Zhang Xuezhou's identity and felt very satisfied with their new neighbor. It would be great if the other party's auspicious person and heavenly minister could drive away the evil spirits.
"I remember that the house sold by shopkeeper Wang cost eighty taels of silver. I, a small official and a small official, can't afford this kind of property." Zhang Xuezhou said, "Now I have taken a fancy to a wealthy family. When he dies, that house will It’s not worth anything anymore, so it’s better for me to buy it!”
"Oh, Mr. Dongfang, why wait for things like housing? Live here early and enjoy it early." Mrs. Wang said: "The property in my house is not worth a lot of money. As long as Mr. Dongfang likes it, I can just give it some money and sell it!"
"That's right, the house prices in Chang'an City are not allowed to be sold at high prices or at low prices," Li Wenwen said: "Eighty taels of silver for Wang Fugui's real estate is already the lowest price."
"Look, it's not that I don't want to buy it, it's that I simply can't afford it." Zhang Xuezhou waved his hand and said: "We who live in guesthouses don't have much, and we don't want to go into debt to buy a house, so we have to buy a cheap house! "
"Master Dongfang is right," Wang Fugui said, "but as long as my neighbor agrees, I can lower the price by ten taels!"
"My right neighbor agrees that the price of Wang Fugui's house can be reduced by ten taels," the doctor Zheng Wukong nodded.
"That is to say?" Zhang Xuezhou asked doubtfully.
"Now I only need sixty taels of silver," Wang Fugui said, "If I give you sixty taels, you can take this house!"
"I don't have sixty taels of silver." Zhang Xuezhou waved his hand and said, "You have to find someone else!"
"You don't have it, but I do," Wang Fugui said, "As long as you pay thirty taels, I will give you the other thirty taels!"
Wang Fugui gritted his teeth, then pulled a package off his back.
When the package was opened, there were various mixed pieces of silver inside.
"As long as Mr. Dongfang is willing to buy my house, the money will be yours," Wang Fugui said.
"Is there anyone who gives money to sell a house these days?"
In the guest house, Wang Fugui directly made a big move. Not only did he ask his neighbors to help bear the impact of the price reduction, but he also spent thirty taels of silver himself.
His selling behavior made Li Wenwen stunned, Di Rang and Zheng Wukong smacked their lips, and Zhang Xuezhou and Rong Tianding couldn't help but look at each other.
Zhang Xuezhou was also planning to use Wang Fugui to get a lower price, but he never thought that Wang Fugui would do this.
"People who do business have different minds, I admire them!"
Zhang Xuezhou praised him.
If he wanted to sell his house as quickly as possible, Wang Fugui had undoubtedly reached the limit.
This approach to closing a deal is hard to resist.
Zhang Xuezhou didn't insist on adding insult to injury and continuing to bargain. He just took advantage of an evil trend to do things. If things can be successful, if they don't, he will find another goal.
For now, the deal satisfies him.
Once you acquire this kind of haunted house, you should not even think about reselling it in the short term. Unless you are rich and prosperous, it will be difficult for a defined haunted house to improve its reputation, and the existence of transaction records will also make it difficult to sell this kind of house.
But it’s no problem to use it for your own living.
Zhang Xuezhou hopes that everything goes smoothly. If the evil thing can be solved smoothly, he will be very satisfied with this kind of haunted house.
Thirty taels of silver were taken out, and everyone was satisfied for a moment.
After a short discussion, Li Wenwen began to take notes, and Di Rang and Zheng Wukong congratulated each other for getting to know their new neighbors.
(End of chapter)
