Li Qinghua pointed to the shop next to Li Ji Buxi, "How about this shop? Our two families can also be neighbors!"
Xie Fan looked in the direction and saw that the shop sign next to it was still hanging, but the door was closed.
On the other side of the shop is a tea shop with Yuan's mark on it.
Xie Fan sighed and said tactfully, "On one side is the Li family and on the other is the Yuan family. Why do my Xie family have the nerve to be in the middle?"
"This is business, not based on seniority, it's nothing!" Li Qinghua said calmly, took Xie Fan's arm and walked straight over, "Whether you want to buy it or not, let's take a look first!"
Li Qinghua opened the shop door and saw a person standing at the counter.
The house was very clean and looked like it had just been tidied up.
Li Qinghua took Xie Fan to look upstairs and downstairs.
Finally, he said politely to the person at the counter, "This is Mr. Xie, he wants to open a shop."
The man's eyes were a little strange, empty and lifeless, "Thank you, Mr. Xie, just take a look. If you are satisfied, the price can be easily negotiated!"
Xie Fan knew that all this was probably a deliberate arrangement, "Is this shop yours?"
"The shop is..." The man suddenly stopped mid-sentence.
He lowered his head and looked at the note in his hand, "The shop belongs to Xiangjiang Nian's family."
"Nian family?" Xie Fan tilted his head, as if he had never heard of it.
Li Qinghua patted the table, "As for the Nian family, who doesn't know anyone who does business?"
The man nodded with a smile and raised his voice, "If you think it's good, sir, just buy it! The Nian family is in a hurry to sell it, and the price is not expensive."
"Oh? How much silver?"
"One hundred taels!"
Li Qinghua sighed, "It's so cheap. It's hard to find a shop like this in western Sichuan! It has two floors, the backyard is big, and the front hall is not small."
Xie Fan shook his head and curled his lips, "No, I always feel unsatisfied."
"Eighty taels!"
Li Qinghua pulled Xie Fan aside, "Brother Xie, this price is very affordable, please think about it carefully!"
"Brother Li, this shop is good, but it's next to Yuan's house. I think it's better to forget it!"
"Fifty taels!"
Xie Fan looked at the counter in surprise. The price was too low, wasn't it?
"Fifty taels, this is really a huge bargain!" Li Qinghua said excitedly, winking at Xie Fan.
Xie Fan pointed out two fingers and said, "Twenty taels!"
When the man heard this, he was a little confused and lowered his head again.
After a moment, he looked at Li Qinghua blankly, "Twenty taels, is this okay?"
Li Qinghua waved his hand, "Okay or not, you still can't decide?"
Xie Fan watched quietly, this play was sung really well.
He sighed and walked towards the door, "Forget it then!"
Li Qinghua gestured to the man, and the man hurriedly said, "Twenty taels, just twenty taels!"
"It's too late, I changed my mind!" Xie Fan stopped and pointed domineeringly at the other party, "Twelve!"
The man didn't care, he patted the counter and said, "Deal! I'll give you the title deed!"
Xie Fan walked to the counter, looked at the land deed, and put down ten taels of silver. "You are such a happy person!"
Li Qinghua breathed a sigh of relief, "Brother Xie, this is so cheap, you can make a fortune!"
Xie Fan smiled and put the land deed away, "I would also like to thank Brother Li! I'll go back and make preparations, and I'll take over the shop later!"
Xie Fan left the shop, took Zhang Chao with him, and continued to wander aimlessly.
"Master, this is wrong. Ten taels of silver can't even buy a carriage!"
How could Xie Fan not know that it was obvious that Yuan Xi had set him up, "Something is definitely wrong, but we can't turn a blind eye to this advantage."
In the shop, Li Qinghua gritted his teeth, "I sold such a good shop for ten taels of silver!"
"Master Li, what should we do now?"
"What can we do? Go back and report to your young master!"
Li Qinghua came to the street and looked at Xie Fan's leaving figure, feeling a little lost.
The other party knew everything and deliberately kept the price down.
He did this with a clear conscience and was willing to fight and suffer.
As for, in the end, who gets the benefits and who falls into the pit, then it has nothing to do with him.
Xie Fan discovered that Western Sichuan is indeed more prosperous than other places.
Here, there are not only large and small shops, but also many merchants coming and going.
This city has the potential to become a trade center.
That house may be converted into a large trading market in the future.
He needs to think of some ways to build relationships with these merchants.
Just as he was thinking about it, he came to a calligraphy and painting shop, Yuxuan Bookstore.
There were many people gathered at the door, and there was an old man in a white robe, splashing ink.
He walked into the store, where there were many books.
Suddenly, he thought of Xie Chen, "Man, are there any military books here?"
"Yes!" The clerk raised his voice and handed a few books to Xie Fan, "Sir, these are all books. You can take your pick!"
"Wrap them all up!" Xie Fan flipped through a few pages, "What are you doing outside the door?"
"Young Master, don't you know? This old gentleman is Wang Yizhi, the most famous calligrapher in Luo Kingdom. Many people come here to ask for calligraphy!"
Xie Fan nodded and moved toward the crowd.
Although the old man is old, his writing is strong, eloquent and elegant.
Every time I finished writing a word, the crowd cheered.
Xie Fan didn't understand this, and it was difficult for him to describe it in his own words.
After writing another article, the old man waved his hands to everyone, "That's it for today, everyone, please do as you please!"
"Master, I have been waiting for many days, please write another one!"
"Master, I have been waiting for ten days!"
The old man shook his head and smiled calmly, "Words must be paired with good verses to complement each other. Today, I am really short of thoughts, and it is difficult to write anymore."
Xie Fan moved forward and said, "If you have a good poem, can you give me one?"
Everyone looked at Xie Fan with no literati temperament at all, and they all looked at him with ridicule.
Wang Yizhi put the pen aside and pointed at Xie Fan curiously, "Master, if you have a good poem, I will write one for you!"
Xie Fan recalled that thousands of years of civilization had many gorgeous poems that would be praised forever.
"If life is just like the first time we met, why should the autumn wind draw a fan sadly?"
The lively crowd suddenly became quiet.
The corners of Wang Yizhi's mouth slowly raised, "What a poem! What a poem!"
Xie Fan squeezed into the middle of the crowd and said, "Old sir, thank you!"
"I don't know what your surname is, sir?" Wang Yizhi asked politely, holding the brush.
"Xie Fan, ordinary Fan!"
Everyone was amazed. This person had never heard of it before. How could he compose such a good poem?
Wang Yizhi started to write, flowing clouds and flowing water, penetrating into the wood.
After writing and letting the ink dry, he looked at Xie Fan and said, "Mr. Xie, if it's convenient, please come to my house to get together!"
Everyone cast envious glances, what an honor this is?
