"Young man, do you really want to buy it? This is 30 million."

Mr. Wang reminded Fang Yi with a message, and he almost didn't say whether you have that much money. You know, the Wang family is a wealthy family, and it is not a big problem to ask them to give out two or three million, but if they exceed tens of millions, they will not be able to get it out no matter what.

"Old man, I just made some money some time ago, which should be enough to pay for the house."

Fang Yi saw the confusion on his father and son's face, looked down at the clothes on his body, and immediately understood that when the person who was engaged in antique business and traded his military clothes, he couldn't help but look a little out of character. Even if Fang Yi saw it himself, he didn't feel like he could take out tens of millions of people.

"Xiao Fang, this business can be lost and profitable. If you buy all the money, what if you lose money in your business?"

Wang Tianliang also said kindly: "Chuxia is not the kind of child who cares about money. I think you should do your best and consider buying such a yard when your business grows bigger. And maybe the housing prices will drop in the future."

In Wang Tianliang's opinion, Fang Yi must have a good background and his family is very rich. Otherwise, at his age in his twenties, how could he earn tens of millions to afford such a big house? This should be a person who doesn't feel sorry for selling his master's land.

"Uncle Wang, I understand, thank you for your kindness."

Fang Yi touched his nose when he heard this. Did he look so much like a poor man? And when he heard the words of the two men, he seemed to be a prodigal son. Fang Yi thought, but he had no father or mother, and no one gave him a chance to make him prodigal son.

"Uncle, don't persuade him."

Seeing Fang Yi's embarrassing look, Bai Chuxia burst out laughing beside her, pointed to the card on the table, and said, "He made a fortune some time ago. There are 10 million US dollars in this card. It should be more than enough to buy that house."

If it were someone else, Bai Chuxia would definitely not reveal Fang Yi's background, but the Wang family and the Bai family were very close to each other, and from the old man to Wang Tianliang, they were not the kind of person who liked to take advantage of others, so Bai Chuxia revealed Fang Yi's background.

But Bai Chuxia didn't know that this ten million US dollars was not Fang Yi's wealth at all. If we included the jade he had and the antiques obtained from Myanmar, Fang Yi's wealth was already hundreds of millions.

"How much more...? Ten million US dollars?!"

Wang Tianliang was shocked by Bai Chuxia's words. He chatted with Professor Zhang a few days ago and knew that in order to go to the United States for a while, he specially exchanged some US dollars. The current exchange rate is 1 to 8, which means that the 10 million US dollars in Fang Yi's card is equivalent to 80 million RMB.

"How much is 10 million US dollars?" The old man turned around and looked at his son. He didn't worry much, so he didn't know the exchange rate between the RMB and the US dollar.

"More than 80 million yuan." Wang Tianliang looked at Fang Yi at this time, all of which were shocked unconcealed, because Bai Chuxia said clearly that the ten million US dollars were earned by Fang Yi, which means that the money in the card in front of him had nothing to do with Fang Yi's family.

"Young man, you're making the old man more and more unable to see through."

The old man shook his head with a wry smile, picked up the wine glass in front of him and drank it all. The two of them just now meant that Fang Yi couldn't afford the house. Who knew that there was so much money in the card he put on the table casually, but they were both foolish.

"Old man, if you have time tomorrow, please help me get a appointment with Professor Zhang."

Fang Yi smiled and poured wine for Mr. Wang, and said seriously: "Old man, Uncle Wang, I am an orphan, or an orphan who grew up in the mountains. I have never known who my parents are since I was a child. From now on, I will be with Chuxia. Where is Chuxia, my home is where I am, so it doesn't matter if I spend more money, but our home cannot be settled."

Fang Yi knew his life experience since he was sensible, and he never thought about hiding anything from others. His words were very open and sincere, and both the Wang family and his son looked solemn.

Mr. Wang and Wang Tianliang never expected that Fang Yi was an orphan. In other words, Fang Yi's current achievements were all achieved by himself. In such a society that competes with relationships and backgrounds, Fang Yi obviously has to pay a lot of unimaginable hard work and price.

"It's not easy, it's not easy."

Mr. Wang looked at Fang Yi, and the expression in his eyes was no longer admiration but respect. He did not respect Fang Yi's money, but respected Fang Yi's open mind and outstanding ability. When he was as old as Fang Yi, he was still a chef in the restaurant for three meals a day.

"Girl, you are lucky."

Mr. Wang looked at Bai Chuxia and said, "If your father and your grandfather disagree, my uncle will make the decision for you. Others are afraid of your grandfather. The old man dares to slap the table with him. When I was a child, I dealt with him as a nerd."

"Uncle, you still love Chuxia the most."

Bai Chuxia smiled sweetly at the old man. She really couldn't say what her father and grandfather reacted after seeing Fang Yi. Grandpa was far away in Jinling and was out of reach. If his uncle came forward, let alone grandpa, his father would not dare to have an attack with the old man in front of him.

"It's okay, I'll support you when the time comes."

The old man laughed. How could he see Fang Yi please him now and said, "If you are fine now, I will take you to Xiao Zhang for a walk. With my face in it, Xiao Zhang will definitely give you some cheaper in terms of housing prices."

"Okay, if it's appropriate, then we'll settle it long ago. What do you think Chuxia?" Fang Yi nodded when he heard this.

"You have the final say." Bai Chuxia naturally had no objection. Fang Yi's move to settle down in the capital also reflected Fang Yi's sense of responsibility on the other hand.

"Then let's go, I'll take you to see the surrounding environment." The old man was so anxious that he stood up after a sip of the wine in the glass.

The courtyard area where the Wang family is located is next to the famous Wangfujing Pedestrian Street in the capital. Although there are tall buildings around, it is a place where quietness is in chaos, and the Ming and Qing dynasties blocked the noise outside.

Compared with the door of the Wang family's house, Professor Zhang's courtyard house is undoubtedly brighter, with a side door on the thick gate. In the past, this was an absolute wealthy family. It was impossible for him to have such a specification if he was not the residence of kings, princes, generals and ministers.

"In such a big yard, there was a nanny before, but now Xiao Zhang lives alone, and it's really a bit lonely."

Looking at the door face in front of him, the old man's face was full of emotion. The two families were almost next to each other. The old man had been to the Zhang family since he was a child. At that time, the elders of the Zhang family were still there, and the whole family was lively, but time had passed, and there were only a few left of the older generation.

"Yes, although it was noisy in the early years, it was still a bit popular. Now the grass in the yard is probably deserted."

Wang Tianliang nodded. The courtyards of these courtyards were requisitioned by the state after the founding of the People's Republic of China. One courtyard was filled with people from various units. It was not until the policy was implemented in the 1980s that the courtyards were returned to individuals.

However, the policy has been implemented, but those who have lived in the courtyard for decades are unwilling to move out. Basically, they were driven away by the residents a few years ago. In this way, the purity is pure, but there is also a lot of popularity.

As he spoke, Wang Tianliang stepped forward and rang the doorbell. The courtyard was too big. It was three times before and after. It was impossible to hear the door outside. Of course, the door was never closed before, and it was closed only after the residents moved out.

"Who?" After the doorbell rang for a while, a question came from inside. Wang Tianliang shouted: "Brother Zhang, it's me, it's dawn."

"Dawn? Alas, Uncle Wang, why are you here?"

After the visitor opened the side door from inside, he saw Mr. Wang standing at the door with a cane, and hurriedly asked inside: "Uncle Wang, come in quickly. I'm bored alone. Let's take a pot of tea and kill a plate."

Professor Zhang's name is Zhang Weichen. He has good maintenance and looks younger than his actual age. He looks like a man in his fifties, wearing glasses on his face and an elegant demeanor on his body. He was very happy to see that it was the Wang family and son coming over.

"I'm old and I can't sleep until I'm sleeping. How can I drink tea?" Mr. Wang waved his hand and said, "Wei Chen, there's something else to look for you today. They are our juniors. This girl is my nephew and granddaughter Chuxia, and that's his boyfriend Xiao Fang."

"Old Wang, come in, if you have anything to do?"

Professor Zhang was very enthusiastic and let Fang Yi and others into the yard. As soon as he entered the yard, there was a shadow wall. There were two dragon reliefs on the shadow wall, which made Fang Yi stunned for a moment, because as far as he knew, except for the emperors in the Ming and Qing dynasties, others were not allowed to use dragon-shaped patterns.

"Xiao Fang, this is not a five-clawed dragon, but a four-clawed python."

Seeing Fang Yi stopping at the shadow wall, Professor Zhang couldn't help but smile and said, "This shadow wall is an old object left before, and it can be regarded as a continuation of history, so I kept it forever. Now people who study the history of the Ming and Qing dynasties in the school often come to see it."

"I didn't expect this to be a prince's mansion? This is indeed valuable for research." Fang Yi looked carefully and found that the embossed dragon on the shadow wall had only four claws, and the dragon head was different from what he saw in the Forbidden City. It was indeed a python rather than a dragon.

In the Qing Dynasty, the shadow wall was also called a screen wall or a screen wall. It was also called a Xiao wall and was used to block the view in traditional Chinese buildings. There is an idiom called Xiao wall, which refers to a screen wall, which describes a disaster at home or inside.

In the old days, people believed that ghosts kept visiting their homes. If the souls of their ancestors were allowed to go home, they would bring disaster to themselves. Therefore, building such a wall at the main entrance can protect the safety of the house.

Of course, the screen wall also has its functional function, which is to block the view of outsiders. Even if the door is open, outsiders cannot see the house. The screen wall can also set off the atmosphere and increase the momentum of the house. For example, this double dragon screen wall has greatly improved the Feng Shui of this courtyard.

Going further inside, there are reliefs on the curtain doors separated by the yard. Although many places have been destroyed, you can still see the style of the past. Moreover, the courtyard is not as deserted as Mr. Wang said. On the contrary, it has been cleaned very clean and many flower beds have been planted everywhere.

“This place is good.”

Fang Yi fell in love with this courtyard at a glance, especially the bluestone bricks on the ground that were damp and had a trace of moss. It reminded Fang Yi of the Taoist temple he grew up with. Compared with steel and cement, such a place is more down-to-earth.

Moreover, the yard is three times before and after. Although the yard is not big, each yard is an independent space. Fang Yi's early practice of breathing will not affect Bai Chuxia, which also made Fang Yi very satisfied.

"Yes, although this house is a little old, it is warm in winter and cool in summer, and history is everywhere."

Hearing Fang Yi's words, Professor Zhang sighed. If the children at home were not all abroad and his son was anxious to buy a house, Professor Zhang would not have sold this ancestral home no matter what, because selling this courtyard house would be equivalent to selling the Zhang family's roots in China.

"Old man, come on, let's drink water if you don't drink tea."

After entering the house, Professor Zhang was busy pouring a glass of water for several people. After his son went abroad and retired, it was rare for his guests to come to his house, so he often went to visit his neighbor's house.

"Wei Chen, I will go to the Three Treasures Palace without any trouble. If you have something to do, Uncle Wang, I will just say it." He picked up the cup and drank the water, and Old Wang said.

"Uncle Wang, look at what you said, why are you polite to me?" Zhang Weichen smiled and said, "When I was a child, I often went to your house to steal pomegranates. At that time, you were not so polite to me."

"Hey, you're still wearing open-crotch pants then." Old Wang laughed loudly when he heard this. After his smile was gone, a hint of sadness appeared on his face. "It's a pity that your parents are gone. My old brother and sister-in-law are all good people."

"Yes, I'm over 60 years old, and my daughter and son are not around. I'm becoming more and more lonely. You are always blessed. I'll always be with you at dawn."

Hearing Mr. Wang's words, Professor Zhang couldn't help but sigh. The old man's words just came to his sad place, "Uncle Wang, what's the best thing about abroad? If anyone went out, I wouldn't want to come back. If I had known that I wouldn't let them go out."

"Brother Zhang, of course there are benefits from abroad. Otherwise, I would like to go abroad." Wang Tianliang said with a smile: "Brother Zhang, you know English, you should be able to adapt when you go out."

"What a pity this house." Professor Zhang looked around reluctantly. The reason why he asked for such a high price was that he was reluctant to sell it from the bottom of his heart. In Zhang Weichen's heart, this ancestral home is worth it no matter how expensive it is.

"Wei Chen, we are here today for this house." The old man said straight to the point: "They are going to get married and want to buy a yard. I thought you were planning to sell it, so I brought them here."

"Oh? Do you want to buy it?"

Zhang Weichen was stunned when he heard this. He was a professor at a famous institution in Beijing. He took a graduate student a few years ago. He originally thought that the old man was looking for him to go to school for the juniors of his family, but he didn't expect to buy a house.

"Xiao Fang, the price of my house is not cheap."

Zhang Weichen pondered for a moment and said, "I'm paying 30 million yuan, which is a bit inflated, but this also includes the commission of 3% to the real estate agency, and the cost of transferring the house. In fact, I should get more than 27 million yuan."

Zhang Weichen calculated in the agency that three percent of the agency fee is essential, and the deed tax for house transfer is also three percent. In addition, the seventy-seven or eighty-eight expenses have to be removed, and the money is converted into the housing prices.

"Teacher Zhang, is anyone willing to buy it?" Fang Yi asked.

"You are Uncle Wang's junior, and we are not outsiders." Zhang Weichen sighed and said, "Many people have visited this house and are very satisfied with the house, but even if the price is not agreed, I have not gone abroad because of this."

When people are old, they always think more about their children. Zhang Weichen's son urged him to make a quick decision. Now he has the idea of ​​reducing the price. However, the maximum bid of people who intend to buy Siheyuan is only 20 million, which is still a bit worse than Zhang Weichen's psychological price.

"Wei Chen, how much does it cost to sell at the lowest price?" Mr. Wang said, "Xiao Fang and Chuxia are my juniors. You are also one of the older ones I have been a child. I am not biased on both sides. If you give the lowest price, I won't let them bargain."

The old man is so smart. He can tell from Fang Yi's expression after entering the door that Fang Yi wanted to buy this courtyard. If he didn't tell him the price, he might have paid 30 million.

"That's how it is."

Zhang Weichen hesitated for a moment, raised his head and said, "Uncle Wang, I'm more at ease than giving this house to you. Let's do this, 25 million, but I don't bear the transfer fee. Do you think it's okay?"

"Xiao Fang, what about your opinion?" The old man looked at Fang Yi.

"Teacher Zhang, let's settle the price you said." Fang Yi agreed without any hesitation. In fact, just as the old man thought, even if Zhang Weichen didn't give in, Fang Yi would buy this courtyard.

"Xiao Fang, this is more than 20 million. Don't you... need to discuss it with your family?" Zhang Weichen was stunned when he heard Fang Yi's words. There were many rich people in the capital, but Zhang Weichen had never seen him before.

"She is my family." Fang Yi smiled and pointed at Bai Chuxia and said, "Chuxia has agreed before, so I don't have to ask her for advice."

"I haven't said I want to marry you yet."
To be continued...