"Brother Qingxiao! How is this courtyard?"
"When you enter the third courtyard, there are twenty-three rooms. The backyard is spacious and convenient for practicing martial arts and studying."
Rui Xiaozhu took Chu Qingxiao's finger and pointed to the back of the courtyard, saying this with an excited look on his face, obviously very satisfied with this small courtyard.
The man who came to receive him was happy when he heard this and hurriedly agreed: "Deacon Rui has a unique vision. Elder Lu from Tianxuan Peak spent a lot of effort to build this courtyard. He originally wanted to stay in this courtyard after he retired. To take care of one’s life, the green plants in the courtyard and the materials used in the building are all very particular.”
"The location is also prosperous. It faces south and the people living in the surrounding courtyards are either rich or noble."
"Also recently, Elder Lu's son was given an important position in the army, so his family moved to Tailin City, so this yard became idle."
"A few years ago, many deacons and elders in the sacred peaks were vying for this property, but they were all rejected by Elder Lu."
What the man said may indeed be somewhat exaggerated, but the courtyard is indeed of the highest quality in terms of size, decoration, and location.
The previous residences of Chu Qingxiao, Song Qingqing and others had been taken back by the landlord due to the cessation of rent.
Now that it has been rented to someone else, it is natural that we can only find another place to live.
When Rui Xiaozhu learned about this, he took Chu Qingxiao and looked around the house.
It's just that although Chu Qingxiao and others really need a place to stay, the house in front of them is obviously worth a lot of money. The rent of such a dilapidated small courtyard was thirty taels a month. How much silver taels does this courtyard cost a month? But it was something Chu Qingxiao didn't even dare to think about.
Thinking of this, Chu Qingxiao hurriedly said: "Xiaozhu, there are only seven or eight of us, there is no need to build such a big yard."
After that, he lowered his voice again and whispered in Rui Xiaozhu's ear: "Besides... this yard is in a prosperous area and the rent must be very expensive. It is not cost-effective for us to rent it..."
After hearing this, Rui Xiaozhu turned her head and looked at Chu Qingxiao. She nodded in agreement and said, "It's really not cost-effective to rent."
Chu Qingxiao breathed a sigh of relief.
Rui Xiaozhu has changed a lot.
In his memory, Rui Xiaozhu should be a very shy and kind-hearted girl.
But when they first met in Wancheng, although she kissed Chu Qingxiao, Chu Qingxiao could attribute it to the inability to control his feelings after a long separation.
But during this meeting, he could clearly feel the earth-shaking changes in Rui Xiaozhu's personality.
She is bold and passionate.
He was stuck to Chu Qingxiao almost all the way.
Although Chu Qingxiao didn't dislike the other party, the excessive intimacy and enthusiasm still made him feel a little uncomfortable.
After all, he is also a young man with a strong temper. Being rubbed by such a beautiful and mature woman will always make him feel a little excited in his heart.
"Then we bought this yard!" At this moment, Rui Xiaozhu looked at the man and said suddenly.
"What?!" Chu Qingxiao's eyes widened, and he looked at Rui Xiaozhu in horror.
But the man in charge of selling the house looked happy and said quickly: "Three hundred and thirty thousand silver! Elder Lu is selling this yard in a hurry, so the price is much cheaper. Deacon Rui is also lucky. He found this yard just after it started to be sold. I, if I wait until tomorrow
God, maybe someone bought it. "
Three hundred and thirty thousand taels?
Everyone around him took a breath when he heard this.
This is simply an astronomical figure.
Although they had known about the price of goods in Tianxuan City before this, they still found it unbelievable to pay such a price for a courtyard.
You must know that even in Tailin City, such a yard cannot be sold for such a high price.
And just when everyone was stunned.
Rui Xiaozhu nodded: "It's indeed a good deal."
"Take my badge and go to the bank to withdraw the money."
As she spoke, she took off a jade pendant from her waist and handed it over.
In Tianxuan Mountain, there are many disciples with advanced cultivation levels on various divine peaks.
For these big shots, most of the things they are interested in are top-quality elixirs for practice and powerful weapons and magic weapons. Most of these things are expensive and extremely troublesome if traded in cash.
Therefore, Tianxuan Mountain opened a specific bank for them. With their waist cards, they can transfer money in the bank, which is extremely convenient.
Of course, not just anyone can open an account in this bank.
It is said that the minimum requirement for opening a registered account at Tianxuan Bank is fifty thousand taels of silver.
The man probably didn't expect Rui Xiaozhu to be so happy.
He took the badge and said repeatedly: "Deacon Rui has a sharp eye!"
"I'm going to get the money now, and then go to Zhijian Hall to change the land deed. I'll make sure everything is done properly and delivered to Deacon Rui's house tomorrow morning!"
After saying this, the man turned around and left quickly, fearing that Rui Xiaozhu would regret it.
Only Chu Qingxiao and the others were left in a daze.
They never imagined that such a big deal could be completed in just a few words with Rui Xiaozhu's understatement.
Looking at her nonchalant look, it felt like she was buying a bunch of candied haws on the street, not worth mentioning.
"My half-year military expenditure for the 8,000 Silver Dragon Army is only 400,000 taels..."
"Are the people in Tianxuanshan too rich today?" After a while, Meng Jin came back to her senses. She stuck out her tongue and muttered.
"Hmph!" Song Qingqing had been displeased with Rui Xiaozhu for a long time. After hearing Meng Jin's words, he naturally followed the trend and said, "Tianxuan Mountain is open to accepting disciples. It doesn't matter what your talent is or how old you are, as long as you have money in your pocket." , they all entered the sect and gathered a large number of outer sect disciples in Tianxuan City."
"At the same time, they control trade and land. These outer disciples have to rely on Tianxuan Mountain to provide everything from accommodation to clothing and food, and Tianxuan Mountain has driven up the price of goods in the entire Tianxuan City. These disciples have worked hard to All the money earned eventually went into Tianxuanshan’s pocket.”
"And relying on the existence of Qinghuan Mansion, the surrounding towns will also become vassals of Tianxuan Mountain, and a large amount of money will flow into it."
"The entire Tianxuan Mountain is like a moth that lives in Southern Xinjiang, sucking up the financial and human resources of the four southern Xinjiang states."
"Under such circumstances, the real beneficiaries of these Tianxuan Mountains are naturally extremely rich! But these are all ill-gotten gains from the widowed people!"
Song Qingqing was filled with indignation when he said this. Meng Jin on the side also nodded secretly when he heard the words.
He raised his head and said: "Yes! Qingqing, you do have a high vision! The four states in southern Xinjiang are already suffering from the cold, and Tianxuan Mountain is the biggest cancer in southern Xinjiang. It is no wonder that the people in southern Xinjiang are displaced. My father always sighs with regret when mentioning this."
When Chu Zhaozhao heard this, he felt the same way.
Although she has always wanted to enter the Tianxuan inner sect and obtain the spirit sword over the years, as an outer sect disciple, she has indeed felt how harsh Tianxuan Mountain is to the outer sect disciples after living in Tianxuan City for these years.
Naturally, she had the deepest feelings about Song Qingqing's words.
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Everyone was talking about this, and after Rui Xiaozhu settled the matter of buying and selling the mansion, he turned to look at everyone.
A gentle smile spread across her face.
"You have just come down from Kamigawa Peak. You haven't eaten yet, right?"
"What do you want to eat?"
She certainly has a great attitude.
But after hearing Song Qingqing's words just now, everyone couldn't help but feel a little conflicted about it.
Chu Zhaozhao was okay, he just avoided the other party's eyes and was unwilling to respond.
Meng Jin was different. She came from a general, with a straightforward personality, and her preferences were almost written on her face. When she saw Rui Xiaozhu's gaze, she deliberately snorted when she turned her head away, as if she disdained to be associated with him.
Rui Xiaozhu didn't seem to feel the indifferent attitude of everyone.
Her eyes swept over everyone, then landed on Song Qingqing, and said, "Are you Qingqing? I heard brother Qingxiao talking about you."
"You like to eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake, right?"
"I know there is a pastry shop on Qulong Street that sells delicious sweet-scented osmanthus cake. Do you want to try it?"
As the leader of the "anti-Xiaozhu" alliance.
With Chu Zhaozhao and Meng Jinzhuyu in front of them, she naturally couldn't lose face, so she said angrily: "Don't bother, I can't afford to eat what you big shots in Tianxuan Mountain eat."
"It doesn't matter, you are Brother Qingxiao's friends, my money is Brother Qingxiao's money, you're welcome."
Although Rui Xiaozhu spoke softly, those words of Brother Qingxiao touched Song Qingqing's nerves, and Song Qingqing became increasingly angry.
She stamped her feet and was about to yell.
"That shop was opened by Mr. Hong Yuzhang's apprentice. The preserves are made with top-notch honey, and the sweet osmanthus cake is Mr. Hong's ancestral secret recipe. It is said that the limit is only eight servings per day. I also have some connections in Shenfeng. , to contact the shopkeeper, sister Qingqing, are you sure you don’t want it?" Rui Xiaozhu asked again.
"Shopkeeper Hong's secret recipe?" The anger on Song Qingqing's face froze. The next moment, her eyes lit up and her face looked a little complicated.
Clearly struggling with something.
Hong Yuzhang's name in the pastry world is almost equivalent to the Taoist master of the Li family, the headmaster of Tianxuan and the master of Shangyu Shrine in the spiritual world.
What does the sweet-scented osmanthus cake made by his direct disciple taste like? But thinking about it, Song Qingqing couldn't control it.
So at that time, the leader of the "anti-Xiaozhu" alliance was watched in astonishment by Meng Jin and Chu Zhaozhao.
He put a sweet smile on his face and revealed two pointed tiger teeth.
"Okay, Sister Xiaozhu."
"I want two..."
"No, three servings!"
