She tested it several more times and found that, as she had guessed, space had the ability to determine whether there was jade in the stone.
In this way, she became more determined to sell the shop.
"Shopkeeper Zhao, help me make an appointment with the owner of this shop!" Wen Xi put his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "I am very interested in this shop."
Zhao Fulai wanted to dissuade her, but although he had not known Wen Xi for a long time, he knew that she was a thoughtful and thoughtful person, so she must have already thought of it, so he nodded in agreement.
"He should be at home. If Miss Wen is free, I will take you there today."
"Okay." She was relieved to finalize the matter earlier.
A rough stone that can make space vibrate must be of good quality.
If someone else bought it, she would probably regret it.
On the carriage, Zhao Fulai briefly introduced the owner of Ruyi Jade to Wen Xi.
He was originally a wealthy family in the county, and his ancestors had been doing business in the early years. However, as soon as he reached his generation, things began to decline. He suffered successive setbacks in gambling, so he had to sell his property in the county and move to the town.
If managed well, it can be a very profitable business. How can someone who is just obsessed with stone gambling give up the opportunity to get rich overnight?
So he frequented the stone gambling den, and before long, he lost all his money!
The jade shop could not continue to operate, so it had to be sold.
All in all, we are at the end of our rope.
Wen Xi knew what was going on and how to bargain with him.
Gambling, no matter how big or small, is extremely risky when indulged in.
Even in modern times, many people have lost their entire fortune due to gambling.
After a while, the carriage stopped.
Qian Mansion
It’s really a family that has been doing business for generations, and their surname is all silver.
Zhao Fulai explained his purpose, and soon the boy led them in.
Qian Zhiyuan heard a report from his servant that someone wanted to sell his shop, so he hurriedly waited in the middle hall.
"Oh, oh, oh, it's Brother Zhao!" Qian Zhiyuan cupped his hands and said, "If I had known that it was Brother Zhao who wanted to sell my shop, I would have visited in person, and I bothered you to come to my house."
"Hehehe, Brother Qian, you're welcome. It's not me who wants to sell your shop. It's Miss Wen next to me. She wants to sell your shop."
After hearing what Zhao Fulai said, Qian Zhiyuan turned his attention to the little girl next to him. Seeing that she was only in her early ten years, he couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "Brother Zhao, please stop joking with me. This is still a little girl." Where’s the doll!”
"I dare not say that. This girl looks young, but she really wants to sell your shop, and my shop is half as big as hers."
When Qian Zhiyuan heard this, he was shocked. He naturally knew how popular Fulai Buzhuang was now.
It can be said that every day makes money.
I just didn’t expect it to be half as big as this little doll!
He knew that Zhao Fulai would never lie, so he knew that the little girl in front of him was a great person.
Wen Xi has been observing since he entered the mansion.
She found that the decoration of this Qian's Mansion could be said to be extremely elegant. It was not the luxury and luxury of those businessmen's homes. Instead, it was warm, unique and full of ingenuity.
Presumably the mistress of this mansion must be Huizhi Lanxin.
Seeing Qian Zhiyuan was somewhat beyond her expectations.
He doesn't look like a businessman, but like a scholar.
"Hello, shopkeeper Qian." Wen Xili greeted him thoughtfully, and Qian Zhiyuan responded with a smile: "Hey, calling me shopkeeper is a bit alienating, why don't you just call me Uncle Qian!"
"Yes, Uncle Qian." Qian Zhiyuan's score was higher in her heart: "My name is Wen Xi."
"Wenxi... a good name." He smiled and asked the two of them to sit down: "Wenxi, you want to buy my shop. Did your Uncle Zhao tell you the price?"
"The store is a thousand taels, and the stuff inside is three thousand taels." Wen Xi said.
"Yes, but if you keep the things, I will save you one hundred taels, a total of three thousand nine hundred taels."
"Uncle Qian, I can pay you three thousand five hundred taels now. To tell you the truth, on the way here, I originally wanted to bargain with you to three thousand taels." Wen Xi truthfully said what he was thinking. come out.
"Hahahaha, you little girl is quite interesting, so why is it another three thousand five hundred taels?" Qian Zhiyuan asked.
"Because you asked me to call you uncle, if I bargain too hard, I might break your heart, so I mentioned three thousand five hundred taels."
In fact, it was because she felt that Qian Zhiyuan was someone she could relate to.
The smile on Qian Zhiyuan's face became even bigger. He turned to Zhao Fu and said, "Brother Zhao, where did you find this little girl? She talks very interestingly."
Zhao Fulai just smiled innocently and said nothing.
Wen Xi just looked at him quietly. Qian Zhiyuan thought for a while, nodded and said: "Forget it, three thousand five hundred taels, just three thousand five hundred taels!"
He asked his servants to bring the title deed of the shop, and the two of them signed it, and the house became Wenxi's.
He took out three thousand five hundred taels and handed them over, and also gave Qian Zhiyuan and Zhao Fulai a porcelain bottle each: "This is Baicaotang's nourishing pills. It can strengthen the body and prolong life. It's what this generation wants."
Zhao Fulai was flattered and kept thanking him. Qian Zhiyuan looked at Wen Xi with even more profound eyes.
This little girl is only in her early ten years, but she is so flawless in everything she does. I don’t know what kind of family upbringing she got.
On the other hand, when I think about my useless son, I feel heartbroken just thinking about it.
On the carriage ride back, Wen Kang hesitated several times.
Wen Xi naturally knew what he wanted to ask, so he said directly: "Dad, I bought the shop at the end of the street."
"What? I really bought it!" Wen Kang almost fell off the carriage.
"Xi'er, that shop costs a few hundred taels! Tell dad, where did all this money come from?"
"Actually, later I went up the mountain and found another ginseng plant. It was probably the last one on the mountain. It was older. I sold it, but my aunt and the others were at our house, so I didn't tell them." Wen Xi lied casually, Anyway, there is no way to verify this matter, and she did sell another ginseng plant, but it was not on the mountain, but in her space.
Wen Kang asked dubiously: "Really?"
"Really, otherwise, if my daughter is at home every day, where can she make money? Is it possible that the money will find its way into my daughter's arms?"
Wen Kang thought for a while, and it was indeed true.
"What will you do when all the money is spent?" He scratched his head and said, "Daughter, dad has no future and won't make much money, but dad will work hard."
Wen Xi couldn't help but laugh. He was such an interesting father.
Suddenly she thought of a movie she had watched in her previous life, about her father.
The father figure created by the protagonist there is very similar to the man in front of her.
Farmers, who know nothing in their lives except farming and working hard to carry bricks, are bent over, but they still want to support their children all the time.
"Dad, my daughter will make a lot of money, and our whole family will live a good life. When Tao'er gets older, we will send him to school, and he will get a good name in the future."
