"Can you compensate so much?"

Two million is simply astronomical in Fan Lingling's eyes. She couldn't even outline what it would look like if two million yuan would be stacked together.

"Yes, the price of a house being demolished is definitely different from the price you sell. Besides, it is just a shanty town, the dirtiest and messy place in Tongyuan County, and it is incomparable to Sifang City. So I said that if we want to buy it, we will buy the old house in the city, especially the house in the Yangfu Courtyard. I have seen it in history books that Yangfu Courtyard is a mansion where a general lives in the Ming Dynasty. It is a serious ancient building. Once there is any change in the future, the price will be absolutely amazing."

Zhang Yiming actually didn't know whether the compensation for the Yang family compound was higher than that of other houses. He just analyzed according to logic that the value of cultural and historical heritage would definitely surpass ordinary ancient buildings.

Zhang Heshan didn't speak, he was thinking about his son's words.

Although Fan Lingling didn't nod immediately, she was also moved by her son's words.

Although his son is only eighteen, the couple see what happened to Zhang Yiming in the past two years.

"Buying a house is not a trivial matter, your dad and I are putting it together!"

Fan Lingling did not give an answer on the spot, but Zhang Yiming knew that his parents listened to his words.

Sure enough, the next day, as soon as Lingling grabbed the cake shop, Fan Lingling rode her bicycle to the vicinity of Yang Mansion.

It was very troublesome to see a house at this time. I didn’t know who sells the house. I could only see if there were signs for rent on the wall of the outer courtyard. Fan Lingling wandered around for more than two hours and found a company that was ready to sell, but the price made Fan Lingling very dissatisfied.

The newly built large house in Mingcheng Home is more than 100 square meters, only tens of thousands of yuan. As a result, such a dilapidated courtyard costs 90,000 yuan, which is far beyond Fan Lingling's expectations.

After returning, Fan Lingling told her husband about this matter. The couple went together and decided to buy a house in Mingcheng Home.

By the time Zhang Yiming found out, the two had already handed over all the money, and Zhang Yiming was helpless.

Although he had never thought about investing in real estate, he went to take a look because his mother said there was a house for sale next to the Yang Mansion compound.

After seeing it, Zhang Yiming immediately decided to buy it.

Although this courtyard looks very broken, it looks very historical from the screen wall to the stone mill in the courtyard, and even the sink under the windows. It looks very historical, including flying dragons, carvings of beasts, and a pair of bluestone-carved pairs of blessings and longevity. In short, even people who do not understand history can feel a strong cultural atmosphere from the layout of the courtyard and the house.

The one who sold the house was an old lady. I heard that Zhang Yiming was going to buy a house, so the old lady turned her mouth to her ears.

Zhang Yiming knew what the old lady was thinking, so he called Tan Hongmei directly and asked Tan Hongmei to send her 90,000 yuan. When she saw Lan Wawa's money, the old lady finally took out the deed and showed it to Zhang Yiming.

Zhang Yiming found that the owner's surname was Yang and asked, and even learned that the old lady's wife was a descendant of General Yang. This courtyard was passed down from ancestors. If she hadn't been old and had to go to the south to join her son, the old courtyard would say that nothing could be sold.

Zhang Yiming handed over the 90,000 yuan to the old lady without hesitation. In order to avoid the long and long nights, Zhang Yiming first accompanied the old lady to the bank to deposit the money in the passbook, and then went to the real estate bureau. Fortunately, Zhang Yiming was already eighteen years old and qualified for transfer. Two Yellow Crane Towers allowed the entire transfer procedures to be completed on the same day.

"Xiao Ming, it is logical that you should not interfere with your own money. But I am very curious that Tongyuan County is much better than this house. Mingcheng Home, Jinxiu Home, and Workers' New Village are all good. Why do you have to spend 90,000 yuan to buy such an old and desolate house?"

On the way back, Tan Hongmei couldn't help but feel curious.

"Sister Tan, I bought a house not for living, but for investment. Believe me, in ten years, the value of this house will increase by at least ten or twenty times."

Zhang Yiming regards Tan Hongmei as his own, so he does not hide his own ideas, but he says the ratio of value-added is very restrained and conservative. In fact, even now, he can estimate the value of this courtyard in 15 years, and there is no problem with tens of millions.

"Xiao Ming, this is a bit exaggerated? To put it bluntly, this house is worth a few dollars, and the house is so old that it is probably difficult for people to live in, let alone in a few years."

"Sister Tan, what you see is the function of this house, but what I see is its history. Not to mention that the house is preserved in good condition, even if it collapses only the beams left, as long as it has something to do with history, its value is immeasurable."

Zhang Yiming is not exaggerating this point. Not to mention such ancient buildings, the Yuan blue and white porcelain is just ordinary porcelain in the Yuan Dynasty. However, after several auctions, the Yuan blue and white porcelain can be sold at a sky-high price. The highest time was sold for 400 million yuan. If it were not Yuan blue and white, it would not have a heavy historical culture on it, and if it was thrown on the street, someone might not bend down to pick it up.

"So mysterious?"

Tan Hongmei was upset in her heart.

She knew Zhang Yiming's personality very well and would never be aimless.

"Xiao Ming, why don't I invest in one too, it's a little cheaper, do you think it's OK?"

Tan Hongmei asked after struggling in her heart.

"Okay, then you'll notice these days that there are old residents in the city, so there are not necessarily so many people selling houses, so you have to take your luck."

"Xiao Ming, that...my money has been added to the investment, I..."

"Isn't my money all there is to Sister Tan's place? You can take it out and use it for the time being. I will give it to me when I have it."

Zhang Yiming said indifferently.

As long as it is worth it, Zhang Yiming never takes it seriously.

Tan Hongmei was moved again.

She really doesn't know how many good things she did in her previous life, and she will only meet Zhang Yiming in this life.

"By the way, Xiao Ming, you can open an account yourself now. Have you transferred all the money to your own account?"

Hearing Tan Hongmei's words, Zhang Yiming turned around and looked at Tan Hongmei.

"Sister Tan, has anyone said something?"

"No, I know that you have money in my hands. Who can say anything? I just feel that so much money is always kept here. I feel a little nervous. I don't feel at ease at night, and I'm afraid that I will spend some money to get rid of it."

Hearing Zhang Yiming's words, Tan Hongmei waved her hand quickly.

There are about 550,000 yuan in her account now. The money is like a time bomb in her heart. The most important thing is that she is afraid that Liu Chengjun will know about this matter. She knows Liu Chengjun very well.

"If that's the case, then I'll find time to open an account in the bank."
Chapter completed!