In the eyes of the world at that time, they had not yet pursued the aesthetics of lake views and river views. In the eyes of the residents of Bianjing, the Maxing Street area was where every inch of land was. There were all kinds of restaurants, Huayuan, brothels and Chu Guan, so there was no time to spare. Wandering around Ma Xing Street can make tourists intoxicated.
People in the Song Dynasty did not have river-view suites, and they were not as showy as the people in Suzhou and Hangzhou, who wanted wind, water, boats, and beauties. People in Bianjing were more pragmatic and were so busy making money that there was a fart next to Bianbian Street. , only trackers covered in stinking sweat.
Judging from the current level of development, the land on Bianhe Street that Liang Chuan is interested in is not a prime location, and is still a short distance away from the prime business district of Majing Street.
It is not wise to acquire land in this place!
However, Liang Chuan does not need to rely on location. He is quite confident in his career, products and services. The few things he has on hand are all great weapons, whether they are cigarettes, chili peppers or a few beauty products. The recipes are all unique and are guaranteed to shock Bianjing's social circle once they are released.
Ding Wei made a good move and told him directly that Liang Chuan must have an inexplicable relationship with Empress Dowager Liu. Things have developed to this point, so it is better to go with the flow and take the flattery to the extreme. Liang Chuan paid for the land himself, but the construction workers were all migrant workers hired by several big foremen.
Since you don’t have to pay for it yourself, why can’t you sell this favor?
The construction period of the palace is automatically signed until the waste materials of the palace are cleared out of Bianjing City, and the daily wages are calculated regardless of whether the construction is started or not. Since this is the case, we can't let them bask in the sun at home while working hard.
It kills two birds with one stone!
Because the land on the newly leased river has been expropriated by the court, only those with money can go to the Kaifeng government office to prepare a case registration, so that the land becomes their own.
But Liang Chuan still had to pay for that amount himself. Ding Wei wanted to curry favor with Cheng Lin. It was naturally impossible for this subordinate. He didn't want to make it look so ugly to Liang Chuan. He even gave him the money to buy the land. That didn't mean Tell him directly, boy, I bought this piece of land as a gift to you, and you must be grateful to me.
He approved the land purchase, but Liang Chuan had to handle it himself.
Liang Chuan hesitated after receiving Ding Wei's instructions. He wished that his city complex would rise immediately, as if there were countless gold and silver waving at him.
The land in Bianjing City is not as big as Fengshan. Many court officials have worked for the Zhao family all their lives and received extremely high salaries, but they still dare not expect to buy a house or even a house in Bianjing. Because the housing prices here are too high, even with the high salaries of officials in the Song Dynasty.
Back then, Emperor Taizong wanted to expand his palace, but the people nearby didn't agree. He couldn't even do anything!
The land issue is a big issue, related to the people's livelihood and the foundation of the country. It seems to be the case in the capital of any dynasty. Everyone wants to take advantage of the superior resources. A thousand years later, this situation has intensified and reached its peak.
Liang Chuan took his two sworn brothers and Sun Houpu directly to the Kaifeng government office, carrying a bag of tea from the Sun family and several small gifts.
He doesn't want to put this building directly in his name, and he doesn't want to stay in this place for a long time. The south will always be his home, but someone is needed here to run this industry well, and Sun Houpu is a good candidate.
Mr. Hufang, the clerk of Kaifeng Prefecture, is quite kind. When he heard that Liang Chuan wanted to buy the piece of land, he stopped and said: "I'm afraid it's a bit difficult. The land is currently being requisitioned by the imperial court to open up a temporary river channel. There is no manual from the Ministry of Works." I’m afraid it’s a little embarrassing.”
Liang Chuan took out Ding Wei's order card and said with a smile: "In order not to make things difficult for you, the commander of the palace repairs, Ding Wei, has already given instructions to you. How about I go to his old man's house to ask for a document?"
Mr. Wen Ji said: "That's not necessary. If anyone dares to break ground on that land without his consent, it is no different from digging his own grave. Don't blame me for not reminding you. Although that land is not a golden treasure land, there are many You are so greedy, how about you come over in the afternoon and wait for me to prepare the land deed documents?"
Liang Chuan pushed the gift in front of Mr. Wen Li: "Then there is Mr. Lao."
The clerk's nose twitched slightly and he smelled the aroma emanating from the tea bricks. This guy was very generous!
"No trouble, no trouble!"
"How much money do I need to bring to buy this land?"
"Let's prepare tens of thousands of dollars first."
In this short time interval, just as Liang Chuan expected, what was supposed to come finally came.
In the afternoon, Liang Chuan asked the brothers from the intelligence team to return to Kaifeng Mansion with the money. Mr. Wen Ji was waiting at the door early. When Liang Chuan arrived, he looked embarrassed and said: "Brother, you are here. There is another man in the house who also wants to buy something." That piece of land, why don't you two gods work together to get it together and don't embarrass the little old man?"
Liang Chuan walked into the living room and saw that the gift he gave to Mr. Wenshi in the morning was intact on the table. Next to him, his old acquaintance was drinking tea that Wenshi had made for him.
Zhao Zonge!
The clerk had met many people and naturally got to know the young prince of the Zhao family, the little overlord in the capital. As soon as Zhao Zonge came to the room, he diligently helped him make tea.
As expected, this big crocodile finally appeared!
Once someone offends some people, he will not let you go easily. Even if he runs back to Fengshan from all over the world, he will be thinking about the recipe for boiling sugar. Moreover, he snatched Zheng Ruoying under his nose. It sounds like he will fight to the death with Liang Chuan!
I have to find a way to pull this thorn out of the flesh!
Despite all the helplessness, we still have to work hard to save face.
Liang Chuan bowed and made a big salute, bending his waist to ninety degrees, and said to Zhao Zong'e: "Young Master Jin An!"
Zhao Zong'e sipped the tea in his mouth, glanced at Liang Chuan, and said with full contempt and resentment: "Hey, Chief Steward, Master Ding's family affairs are not enough for you, why do you have the leisure to come to this government office? .”
Liang Chuan nodded and bowed: "Young Master is too flattering to a villain, so why don't you disturb Young Master's elegance? I'll just do my work."
After speaking, Liang Chuan looked at Mr. Wen Li and said, "Sir, I brought the money. You asked me to come down and sign the deposit. Are the land deeds ready?"
The clerk, a little old man, was caught in a dilemma between Liang Chuan and Zhao Zonge. Both of them were people he could not afford to offend.
"I'm really sorry, little brother, but my father-in-law also happened to be interested in your piece of land..."
The moment Liang Chuan saw Zhao Zong'e, he knew that this would be the result. He was not surprised in his heart, but he pretended to be surprised on the surface and said anxiously: "Old sir, you can't mislead me. When I arrived in the morning, the young father-in-law was still there." Don't come, everything comes first, that piece of land is very important to me, old gentleman, save me..."
The young father-in-law said: "Who came first with you? Why didn't you buy it when you came first? I saw this piece of land and it's your blessing. Why do you dare to steal it from me?"
Liang Chuan deliberately pretended to be angry and said, "Sir, did the young master sign the document on the land deed?"
The clerk said: "Not yet."
"Well, since I haven't signed the pledge yet, I want it too. In your opinion, what should be done if two parties are interested in a piece of official land at the same time? Although the young master is a nobleman, he will not do something that exceeds his authority and bends the law, right? !”
The clerk looked at the young master with a playful look on his face and a nonchalant expression on his face that he would accompany him to the end, so he said weakly: "According to the rules, if two or more parties purchase land at the same time, both parties can obtain it through bidding, and the government will set a minimum price, in order. Bid, whoever bids the most gets it.”
Zhao Zong'e put down the tea cup in his hand and said confidently: "That's very good, lest you go around saying that I bully you, a servant of the Dingwei family, you should handle this matter in Kaifeng Mansion well, when and where will you turn around?" Send Zhang Han to my house, I'll wait! If you dare to sell the land to this person privately, I will punish you for abusing your power even if I go to the official's house to file a complaint!"
The clerk laughed apologetically and said: "What did the young master say? How dare I!"
Zhao Zonge left without looking back.
There was no use for him to take that piece of land, but he just wanted to get involved in Liang Chuan's matter. If the strong one was not enough, he would use the soft one. Even if Liang Chuan was disgusting, he would do it.
Little did he know that this was a trap set by Liang Chuan. Looking at Zhao Zong'e's leaving figure, Liang Chuan said: "Mr., this is embarrassing, let's leave it as it is. It doesn't matter if we have to bid. Who wants us to have so much money in our hands!"
As soon as Liang Chuan said this, everyone except the clerk's face changed and laughed. Everyone else knew about Liang Chuan's family background. He was now the emperor of the entire Qingyuan Port. The handling fee he charged was higher than the commodity tax collected by the court, and he ordered the merchants He also supports him very much and thinks that he is a close partner of businessmen and will not oppress or bully them.
Now Liang Chuan is very reluctant to collect money, and with the belongings he has saved over the years, he still has two IOUs on hand from the Pu family and the Wu family. What kind of land can't he buy?
After some insidious investigation, the clerk found out that Liang Chuan was the manager of Ding Wei's family. He treated Liang Chuan very carefully and said in a cautious tone: "Mr. Zhao's family has numerous properties in Beijing. The gambling house alone is making money every day. It's just gambling." He is a golden chicken with eggs, you have to compete with him for financial resources and do not overestimate your ability."
Everyone laughed again when they heard about the drunken gambling hall. The big stall owner Qingji there was the son of He Baozheng, a good acquaintance of Liang Chuan. If he didn't pay attention, the gambling hall would have the surname Zhang.
"Thank you, old gentleman, for your kindness. I won't embarrass you. How will this bidding proceed?"
"The auction will be held in the government office at that time. We will discuss an auspicious date first, and then announce it to the world. Since someone wants it, we naturally hope that the more the merrier, so that this good land will not go unbid."
Liang Chuan thought to himself: You guys are quite scheming.
The clerk laughed at himself again and said: "But this time, Mr. Zhao has joined the competition. I'm afraid there won't be anyone in Bianjing City who dares to come forward to compete with him for land. Your little brother is worthy of being a disciple of Lord Ding." The manager has a bit of Master Ding’s demeanor.”
Liang Chuan felt a little uncomfortable hearing these words. What does it mean to be a bit like Mr. Ding? I am not related to him. We are just earning some part-time money. Why do you refer to me as his son?
“What’s the starting price for this bidding?”
"Fifty thousand dollars."
"How much was your previous highest bid?"
"Three hundred thousand guan is the land in Zifan Tower."
Liang Chuan was shocked. He thought that the price of that land was so high. It was only 300,000 yuan. How cheap? If I had known, I would have told Ding Wei to take care of Fanlou. .
