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  Chapter 253 Don’t sell without this number

   "I'll treat you to dinner tonight. By the way, last month, Li, the director of the winery in your county, finished filming the advertisement and went back."

   After everyone settled down, Lin Zizhou got up and said goodbye.

   "Uncle Lin, I have caused you trouble."

   Liu Qingshan thanked him again and again. After all, he was not his own uncle, but a relative of his elder sister. In fact, there was no blood relationship.

   "Qingshan, don't meet outside, see you tonight. I've reserved a seat at Quanjude, and we'll talk slowly in the evening." Lin Zizhou explained a few words and left in a hurry.

  Old Mao’er smacked his lips: “Quanjude eats roast duck, right? It’s exquisite, and it’s decent. Do you choose Qianmen Store, Wangfujing Store or Heping Store? I’ll definitely join you in the evening.”

  “A few years ago, Quanjude’s brand was changed to BJ’s Roast Duck Restaurant. It was only in 1980 that it was replaced by the original old sign. I haven’t tried it for many years. I don’t know if it still tastes the same.”

  Liu Qingshan smiled: "Master, if you help me, it will be fine to eat roast duck every day."

  Old Maoer's eyes widened immediately: "It's true, then uncle will **** with you from now on!"

  Hey, I agreed. Liu Qingshan persuaded me for a long time just now, but the result was not even as good as a meal of roast duck.

   Then I heard the old hat master slapping his thigh again: "No, no, no, eating roast duck every day is too boring..."

  …

   Sitting on the tricycle of the old Maoer master, Liu Qingshan slowly browsed the current city scenery of the capital.

  Sitting next to him was Uncle Lu, chatting with Lao Maoer without a word, while the family members were resting in the guest house.

   "Uncle, if there is a suitable house, please pay attention to it for me, preferably a detached house." Liu Qingshan said with a faint smile.

  The pace of life in the capital right now is not fast at all.

   Even a little slow, like a tricycle underneath.

   "Hey, Xiaoshanzi, you really want to buy a house, isn't the house in the capital cheap?"

  Old Mao'er's eyes widened, but he still didn't quite believe it.

  Right now, a house in a small county can cost one or two thousand dollars, but in the capital, the house price is still higher.

  A single-door courtyard is a courtyard house, and even a single-door courtyard costs tens of thousands.

  Old Mao’er certainly didn’t believe it, the nephew came from a small valley, where could he get so much money?

   "Hehe, Brother Lao Mao, you don't have to worry about money. Qingshan dare not say he is a rich man now, but he still has the money to buy a house."

  Uncle Lu knew a little bit about Liu Qingshan's background, and he happily helped explain it.

  Old Maoer turned his head and glanced at the nephew: "Xiao Shanzi, how much money did you bring with you this trip, let's find out with Old Maoer's uncle first?"

  Liu Qingshan winked at him: "Not much, just 100,000 yuan. I have 200,000 yuan on hand, but I have to reserve 100,000 yuan for activities to buy wild vegetables."

  The boss, who has been riding three-wheeled vehicles for many years, shook his hands and couldn't control the handlebars, so he slammed into the curb on the side of the road.

  Fortunately, it was an old trick. At the last moment, the old hat finally put his handle on the handlebar again, and then jumped off the car seat:

   "Boy, to be honest, are you robbing a road, or robbing a bank?"

   These days, even if you are a native of the capital, your salary is not high.

  Anyone who can have a deposit of 1,800 yuan is considered a wealthy family. This nephew has 100,000 to 200,000 yuan, which is too scary!

   "Uncle Master, I earned all the money from doing business seriously."

  Liu Qingshan pouted and explained.

  Master Lu next to him coughed twice: It doesn’t seem like he’s making a living by lying to people, but fortunately, he’s cheating a little devil. It’s really a relief.

  He still doesn't know that Liu Qingshan earned the money by selling morels, and he thought that the two hundred thousand was fooled by a little devil.

  Seeing that the expressions of the two of them did not seem to be fake, the old hater master smacked his lips, and with a bit of surprise, he continued to pedal the car forward, and said in his mouth:

   "Xiao Shanzi, it doesn't matter if you have money. You don't have a permanent residence in the capital. If the house falls into my name, my uncle, don't you worry?"

  Liu Qingshan said with a smile: "Uncle, don't bother you for now. Later, my nephew will definitely respect your house."

  Master Lu assisted again: "Brother Lao Maoer, Qingshan's second sister, you just saw her, she was admitted to Peking University this year, and her household registration has also come over."

   "Which Peking University, a photo studio or a bathhouse?"

  Old Mao'er didn't react for a while.

   "University, what else can I have?" Uncle Lu also felt that Beier had face.

  The tricycle began to draw dragons on the road again, and Liu Qingshan was so anxious that he sat in the car and shouted: "Master, can your skills work?"

The old hat jumped out of the car again, stared back at Liu Qingshan, finally shook his head, and said somewhat resentfully: "Well, I understand, you were sent by the dumb boss to beat me, right? You took a good apprentice , look at showing him off!"

  Liu Qingshan also smiled: "Uncle, anyway, all your apprentices have run away, so let me be your apprentice."

   "Okay, wait until tomorrow morning, we two have sweated."

  Old Maoer continued to get on the car, and after riding for more than an hour, he came to an alley ahead.

  At this time, there are no high-rise buildings in the alley, and there are no cars parked there. Bicycles are pushed into the yard like a baby. The deep alley still feels quite spacious.

  Old trees with luxuriant branches and leaves, against the backdrop of blue bricks and gray tiles, revealing a bit of antiquity and tranquility.

  Liu Qingshan nodded: The current alley is the real alley, so he asked: "Master, where is this?"

   "Liulichang, see if this road is there, the East and West factories are separated from the two sides."

  Mao Erye turned Sanlun into a small alley, pointed to a large courtyard in front of him: "It's home."

  Liu Qingshan whispered twice: "That's the East Factory and the West Factory, uncle, you are from the West Factory."

  Unfortunately, the old hat didn't know this allusion, so he let them into the yard on his own.

  In this year, BJ already has a small number of residential buildings, but the price is high and the quantity is small, which is not suitable for ordinary people to live in.

  Most of them are crowded in this kind of courtyard.

  The biggest wish of the residents of Dazayuan is to live in a high-rise building; after a few decades, it is estimated that their greatest wish is to be able to live in a Dazayuan again.

  Most of the large courtyards are quadrangle courtyards, and Lao Maoer lives in two west wing rooms. The house is old at first glance, and with various illegal constructions, it looks particularly crowded and messy.

   "Yo, Mr. Mao, you're back. Who are these two?"

  A shirtless old man, waving a cattail fan, was sitting there to enjoy the shade, and said hello.

  Bangerye is also a large group in the old capital, and they are used to being shirtless in summer.

   It has nothing to do with being fat or thin. Like this old man, the ribs on his body are clearly visible, and he is still shirtless.

   "My nephew Xiao Shanzi and his friends came all the way to see me."

  Old Maoer said with a proud face, and said to Liu Qingshan and the others: "You can call this second uncle."

   "Hey, Mr. Mao, congratulations!"

  Second Uncle stood up, and bowed his hands to the old hat in a dignified manner, so happy that the old hat grinned to the bottom of his ears.

  Liu Qingshan can also understand that it is indeed a good thing for an old bachelor with no relatives and no reason to suddenly appear as a nephew, and it is also useful for half of the apprentices.

  The master-student relationship at this time is really like a father and son.

  Liu Qingshan called the second uncle, and then handed over a small bag he brought: "Second uncle, it's from my hometown, you can try it."

  The cloth bag was so light that it didn’t weigh more than two ounces. The second uncle glanced inside and said, “Black fungus, it’s a good thing. Thank you, young man. Let’s squeeze two cups later.”

  Old Maoer then took over the conversation: "Second uncle, don't talk cheap, my nephew wants to buy a house, you help take care of that small yard, haven't you sold it yet?"

  The ribs old man looked suspiciously at Liu Qingshan, and then raised two fingers: "I explained it when I left, and I don't want to sell it if I don't have this amount."

   "Two hundred thousand?" Liu Qingshan was also taken aback.

   "Twenty thousand yuan!"

  The second uncle shook his head repeatedly and said.

   "Then let's see if it works?"

  Hearing such a cheap price, Liu Qingshan was immediately moved.

   Soon, a group of people came to the East Factory, separated by a road, a distance of more than 100 meters.

  The second uncle took out a bunch of keys, opened a mottled wooden door, and beckoned everyone to enter.

   Entering the door, Liu Qingshan couldn't help but see a bright light. Compared with the big courtyard just now, this small courtyard with a single door looks neat and quiet.

  It is said that it is a quadrangle courtyard, but it should be called a triple courtyard. It is appropriate to say that there are three main rooms on the north side, and a small side room on each side.

  There are three wing rooms on the east and west sides, opposite the main room, directly facing the courtyard wall, including the door they just walked in, which is also a small wall door.

  In the open space in the middle of the yard, an old pomegranate tree with a thick bowl mouth was planted, with luxuriant branches and many fruits hanging from it.

  Pomegranate with a hundred seeds symbolizes the prosperity of offspring, so people like to plant this kind of tree in the yard.

  Seeing this small courtyard, Liu Qingshan immediately fell in love with it. It's a bit of a quiet place amidst the noise.

   Pushing the door is a busy market, closing the door becomes a unified.

  The second uncle led them around in each house. Except that no one lived in it for a long time, the house was a bit damp and lacked a little popularity, he was very satisfied with the rest.

   "Second uncle, this house is not bad, I'll buy it!"

  Liu Qingshan made a decision directly. Future generations want to buy a separate small courtyard here in Liulichang, and they dare not even think about it.

   Cough!

  Old Maoer coughed hard, and glared at Liu Qingshan: You are short-sighted, you have to argue about buying onions and garlic, let alone such a big deal as buying a house.

  The rest of the time, the old hat and the second uncle were grinding their mouths there. Not to mention, the final price was cut to 18,500 yuan.

  In fact, even if it is 20,000 yuan, Liu Qingshan is secretly happy. After decades, this will be a proper mansion.

   Is it cheap? Based on the current wages and prices, it is not cheap at all.

  Most families can’t afford such a yard even after saving money for a lifetime.

   This courtyard is a distant relative of the second uncle, and he is entrusted to take care of it. It is said that the relative has gone to live in a building.

  Liu Qingshan estimated that that person would definitely regret it in the future.

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