NFBE Chapter 189 Show him what I have, no need to say more
Chapter 189 Show him what I have, no need to say more
"Yes, sir," the two men responded and punched Yang Biao directly, but Ji Lang and Lu Gang grabbed their wrists.
"Ouch, let go!" Both men felt their wrists were about to be broken and cried out in pain.
"Well, I'd like to see how you teach me a lesson." Yang Biao stepped forward and stretched his left cheek in front of him. "I haven't been beaten for a long time. I really miss it."
"Fuck it, I..." The man named Xie was about to slap him, but Yang Biao dodged it.
"Don't hide if you have the guts. I, Xie Junyong, promise not to beat you to death!" After he dodged several times, Xie Junyong became a little impatient. He found that many strong men were coming over.
"You'd better not run away, I will come to find you." If you meddle in other people's business, I, Xie Junyong, will make you pay the price.
"Alang, why are you here?" Didn't he say that he was sent back to his hometown and sold again? How could he still be in the capital?
"I..." Seeing that Yang Biao went to Xia Weiwei and didn't pay attention to this side, he whispered to the old woman, "The one who just spoke is my new master. If you sell the house and land in the capital to him at the market price, he won't lower your price."
"Ah," the old woman was a little bit unconvinced. How could it be possible? Now she was desperate. Who would not bargain for the price when selling her house and land?
"Remember to sell it at the market price!" Ji Lang reminded her again and again, and then went to find Yang Biao.
"Master, the old lady was forced by the villains to sell her ancestral property in the capital. She asked me to ask you if you are interested in purchasing her ancestral property."
"Oh, really?" Yang Biao smiled brightly, took Xia Weiwei's hand and went to find the old woman.
"Old lady, I heard that you want to sell your ancestral property in the capital. What are they?" Seeing that the old woman had tied up her injured forehead with cloth, Yang Biao asked with a smile.
"This is the suburbs of the capital. What you are standing on, sir, is my 1,300 acres of land and a forest. I have a seven-entry, seven-exit mansion in the capital, and three shops." The old woman lowered her head but glanced at Ji Lang, who gave her a firm look.
"Oh, how much do you want to sell it for?" He didn't know what kind of house Qin Xiaoran bought in the capital, but he was quite impressed by the mountain forest. Maybe he could go up the mountain to find plant dyes. If not, he could transplant them to the mountain.
"Well, three million taels of silver." The old woman glanced at Ji Lang again, closed her eyes and quoted the price.
"Well, it's not expensive." That's the turnover of a silk shop for three months. Yang Biao thought for a while and said, "Write a contract. I happen to be going into the city today, so I can handle the transfer formalities while I'm there."
"Ah?" The old woman was a little confused. It was sold right away? Without even bargaining for a lower price or anything? She looked at Ji Lang again, who smiled and nodded at her.
"Jinrong, Hongling, help your young lady to a cool place to rest." The sun is too strong. Pregnant women who are exposed to the sun for too long are prone to developing spots on their faces, which are difficult to eliminate after giving birth.
"Auntie, please write here." Hongyan held the pen, ink, paper and inkstone and asked Qiuyue to move the small table down from the carriage. Her original intention was to let the old woman spread the paper on the shaft of the carriage and sit on the small table to write the contract. However, she did not expect that the old woman would sit directly on the ground and write on the small table.
"Sir, please take a look!" After the old woman finished writing the contract, she handed it to Yang Biao who was standing beside her. The latter checked it carefully and found no problem with the content. He then took the brush handed to him by Hong Yan, wrote his name on the contract, and then put his thumbprint on it.
"This is 2.3 million taels of silver after deducting the purchase tax. I'm not in a hurry to live in this house. You can move out after you find a place to live." Yang Biao handed the banknote to her and went to find Xia Weiwei.
This is the suburb of Beijing. There are lush green trees everywhere and the air is good, which is very good for pregnant women.
Three houses were built on the 1,300 acres of land. Yang Biao asked several maids to clean up a house that looked newer so that Xia Weiwei could have a rest.
"Madam, where can I go in the capital to handle the procedures for these houses and lands?" Yang Biao handed her the contract. He had never been to the capital and didn't know the location.
"There is a shop and house office on Linping Road in the capital. It is the official office of the capital that manages real estate such as houses, fields, and shops. It is also responsible for the valuation of houses and land." Xia Weiwei took the contract and looked at it, frowning. There was no signature of a witness on it.
"When you go to handle the transfer procedures, give some money and ask the person handling it to sign his name for you as a witness." Xia Weiwei reminded him that the seal of the witness must be present, otherwise the contract will be invalid.
"Okay, I understand." Yang Biao thought so too, so he paid the money and planned to handle it himself.
"Go to the store and find a man named Chang Xiwen and show him this thing of mine. No need to say anything." Xia Weiwei took out a bluestone seal and placed it in his hand.
"Oh, your name is Chang Xiwen, right?" It's easier to get things done with someone in the government, and Yang Biao also hoped that the transfer of ownership could go smoothly there.
"Yes, go quickly, otherwise they will be off duty and you will have to wait another day." It was getting late, Xia Weiwei hurriedly urged him to go and come back quickly.
"Son-in-law, this is the place." Yang Biao had never been to the capital, so Xia Weiwei asked a guard who had been to the capital before to lead Yang Biao.
"Oh, you guys wait here, I'm going in." Yang Biao asked the guard standing next to him as soon as he entered the room. He used his sleeve to cover the ten taels of silver he had stuffed into his hand and asked him where Chang Xiwen was.
"Chang Xiwen is working over there." Feeling the presence of silver in his hand, the guard smiled and pointed at the person sitting in the innermost position.
"Oh, thank you." Having seen the person, Yang Biao clasped his fists towards him.
"Excuse me, are you Chang Xiwen?" Yang Biao walked to his desk. This man was a fair-faced scholar. He was very handsome, with a masculine and feminine look.
"Hmm," Chang Xiwen looked at him in confusion. He didn't know this man. Seeing him hand over a bluestone seal, he stood up and took it with both hands.
"Oh, come with me." Chang Xiwen held the seal tightly in his hand and led him to an archive room.
"Give it to me." Chang Xiwen sat on the chair and extended his right hand towards him.
"Oh," Yang Biao hurriedly handed the contract to him. Chang Xiwen read the contract, shook his head, stood up and called three colleagues over, signed the contract, and stamped their respective seals.
"Well, it's all done." Chang Xiwen collected the purchase tax from Yang Biao, and then waited for his colleagues to check the silver bills and confirm that all of them were authentic. Then he stamped the official seal and handed him the transfer documents together with the contract.
"Thank you!" Chang Xiwen sent the person to the door, and only returned to continue his duty after Yang Biao clasped his fists.
"Master, where are we going now?" Lu Gang frowned. This was not the way back.