Rebirth: My 80s

Chapter 88
The next morning, the wind was calm and the sun was beautiful.

Li Jiankun was in a happy mood. When he went downstairs, he saw a freshman girl who couldn't carry a large net bag and helped her to the downstairs of the dormitory.

"Senior, what's your name and which department are you in?"

Li Jiankun waved his hand without looking back, not taking away a single cloud.

Then we reached the center of Wudaokou and thought we should move everything.

He has nothing to do with these people.Some of them were excited by him last night and kept teasing them all night long.

Oh, that's called cooperation.

When we walked into the yard, everything was in a mess, as if it had just been looted.

He checked from room to room.

That's it.

"Why don't you see Mr. Zhao? Why don't you tell me to come over today?"

The yard was really smoky, so Li Jiankun walked to the gate, sat down on the threshold, and lit a candle on the front door.

While waiting for someone, I started thinking about housing prices.

Yesterday, he also made up his homework in the Peking University library.

Mainly these days, although houses can always be bought and sold, there are probably only a few actual transactions.

First of all, most people in the capital don’t even have enough houses to live in. How can they have spare houses for sale?

Secondly, the common people's mentality of being ashamed of owning private houses and property still exists.

Finally, no matter in which era, a house is a commodity that is daunting to ordinary people.

He found three cases of house sales in the capital, with different years.

The first is in the 50s, when Lao She came back from the beautiful country and used 400 US dollars to fold into [-] pieces of cloth to buy a [-]-square-meter Danshi courtyard in Fufu Hutong.

The second one is Liu Shaotang, a famous local literature writer in the late 50s and early 60s. He started writing novels and published five books in four years, earning a whopping 2 yuan.

In Guangming Hutong, I bought a courtyard house for more than 2000 yuan.

According to the literature, he was the most cost-effective writer in his generation to buy a house.

In the late 60s, a Dabei House in Toutiao Hutong on Dongsi North Street was sold for 1000 yuan.

It is true that it was not found in the 70s.

Li Jiankun considered many factors such as location, building value, area and year-on-year appreciation.

I personally think that 3000 yuan is not a scam.

But the price the other party asked for was five thousand, which was not too much.

"We still have to talk about it, where is the old man?"

Look at the ground, there are five cigarette butts.

"Are you going to come here early in the morning, see that I'm not here, and leave?"

Li Jiankun patiently continued to wait. By [-] noon, he really couldn't sit still.

Think about it, take off the chain lock that locks your car, pass through the pair of bronze lion heads on the courtyard door, and lock it with a click.

Then he swung his long legs, got into the car, and headed straight to the small town of Haidian.
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"what?"

At the base of the backyard wall of the large courtyard, the small wooden door of the Zhao family was closed.

But there was no lock on the door.

What Li Jiankun didn't notice was that when he walked in, there was a head behind him, and of course it was well hidden.

Watching him walk to the door of Zhao's house, he seemed to be sure of something.

Swish!
He turned around and ran out of the courtyard without knowing where he was going.

"Dong dong!"

"Who?!"

"Uncle Zhao, it's me, Xiao Li."

There was silence in the house for a long time. After a while, there was only a creaking sound and the small wooden door was half opened.

They stopped moving.

Li Jiankun got in happily.

As soon as he entered the house, it was easy to catch something with dull eyes that should not exist in this small shabby house.

Geek!

My heart skipped a beat.

There is a very bad feeling.

On the only small wooden table in the room, there were two large piles of old and new unity.

2000 yuan!
"Xiao Li, don't ask, I don't know what's going on."

Mr. Zhao's pair of gray eyebrows almost touched each other and he explained: "I was planning to go to Wudaokou this morning. Suddenly a group of people came to my house and said they wanted to buy my courtyard. Here, I left 2000 yuan."

The old lady continued: "My child, we can't help you about this."

Li Jiankun waved his hand, raised his eyebrows, and immediately realized that the news had leaked.Those educated youths last night.

In fact, he didn't intend to hide his intention to buy a house, otherwise he wouldn't have said that.

But who would have thought that these days, when rich people are so hard to find, their educated youth who have just returned to the city would have such a social circle?
"Uncle, you sold it for 2000 yuan?"

"You can't just sell it. I have no choice. That group of people is obviously not decent and I don't dare to provoke them. No, I was forced by them to write a receipt."

bass!
Li Jiankun's heart, which had just cooled down, suddenly became hot again.

"Just write a receipt? Is the deed still there?"

Old Man Zhao nodded and said with some embarrassment: "To be honest, I just think it's a bit lacking. We, the old couple, have no hope anymore. We only have this coffin book.

“I couldn’t make up my mind, so I had to hide it from them and tell them that the deed was not here.

"They asked me to get the house deed today to show that I will come back."

Box box box!
That doesn’t count as an out!

Li Jiankun's mood was in a state of flux. The bastard wanted to slap him in the bottom of the cauldron. This was intolerable.

If you don’t care about anything else, just the position of the courtyard, you have to fight with her to the end!

You know, that is the center of the Wudaokou Universe Center!
Let the future generations go, take the land alone, start at [-] million!
"Uncle, how much do you want to sell it for?"

"This……"

"Uncle, we've come to this point, just tell us what you think in your heart, it doesn't matter."

"I've actually asked someone about it. We, the old couple, must have sold it for [-]."

Li Jiankun took off the liberation bag and dug it in with his hands.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

Three stacks of brand new unity were placed on the table one after another.

The old man Zhao and the old lady widened their eyes at the same time, and then looked at each other, their expectations were met.

Even if you don't mention this, a fool knows how to choose between a pile of three thousand and a pile of two thousand.

But the problem is...they got there first.

He was not easy to mess with in the first place, but now that he has the receipt in hand, he seems to be able to take advantage of it.

How can this be fixed?

"Uncle, aunt, you don't have to worry about that group of people. I'll take care of it. Why don't you come back tomorrow? I'll also bring people here tomorrow and I'll send them away!"

Just kidding, staying in Caimenying Pigeon Market for so long cannot be in vain.

I can’t say that I know everything about Mr. Jin Sanye, but I think there’s only about [-]% of it.

Let’s not mention the white ones. It’s not that things in the world of Haidian can’t be settled without him, but... he has the final say!
It is said that even if a dragon in the Second Ring Road crosses the river, he must first pay homage to his dock.

Looking at the two elders who seemed suspicious, Li Jiankun asked: "Uncle, at your age and originally from Wudaokou, do you know Mr. Jin San from Xiangxiang Hutong?"

Excuse!
Old Man Zhao's eyes suddenly lit up and he said in surprise: "Do you know the Third Master?!"

Next to her, the old lady was also shocked. A very sentimental old man wiped his tears and said, "How could you not know? Our ancestor of the Zhao family also raised horses for his family."

At that time, their family's surname was not yet Jin.

Good guy!
Look at you, the Zhao family used to be a wealthy family, and they only raised horses if they dared.

Isn't this easy to talk about? Immediately, Li Jiankun talked about his acquaintance with Jin Sanye in a down-to-earth manner.

Drawing photos is light, but Jin Sanye’s words and deeds are important.

After hearing this, Old Man Zhao had no doubt that he was there!
He quickly walked to a large wooden box beside the bed, rummaged through it, and found the house deed that seemed to be shattered by a gust of wind.

He wiped himself back and stuffed it into Li Jiankun's hand.

The latter was slightly startled, holy shit, Mr. Jin’s reputation is so useful.

"Xiao Li, please take it first. If they come first tomorrow and I didn't take care of it, I will not only be sorry for you, but also sorry for the third master!"

Tsk, all right.

There are indeed too many variables to keep this thing here.

In broad daylight, in public, the gang did not dare to act recklessly. They just came over early tomorrow.

Li Jiankun put it away and said solemnly: "Don't worry, old man, I will bring you there early tomorrow morning!"

At the moment, something suddenly occurred to me, so I asked more.

"That's right, sir, do you know what the names of that group of people are?"

Old Man Zhao recalled: "Just listen, someone called the leader, Sixth Brother."

Yes, it’s also a clue.

Go see Mr. Jin, maybe you don’t have to wait until tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)