Chapter 13: Buy a house

Early the next morning, a group of businessmen and shopkeepers gathered at Yi Fan's home. Naturally, these people came to buy braised meat recipes.

Yi Fan counted that there were twenty or thirty people here, which was much less than the 180 companies he had expected. No matter how many, it would be considered a few companies to sell!

"Dear shopkeepers, thank you for your hard work. I am the master here, the one who wants to sell the recipe for braised meat."

Seeing that Yi Fan was only a thirteen or four-year-old boy, everyone started to talk about it.

"Why is it a little kid?"

"Yes! Is this still reliable?"

"Maybe I look down on me?"

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A middle-aged shopkeeper stood up and said to Yi Fan: "Don't make trouble for me little kid, please call your elders out."

Yi Fan didn't talk nonsense to them, and took out a stack of paper, shook it in front of everyone's eyes, and said, "This is the recipe for braised mutton. Those who want to buy it quickly, pay the money and the recipe for the other."

Touching the slightly rough paper in his hand, Yi Fan couldn't help but think: "This ancient paper is really expensive and the quality is not very good. If it weren't for his chrysanthemums, he would have been reluctant to buy it."

The middle-aged shopkeeper didn't care about Yi Fan's age at this moment. With a clapping hand, a few servants carried two boxes of copper coins over.

He opened the box a crack and looked in and saw that it was full of copper coins. As he thought it was almost the same, Yi Fan happily took out a piece of paper and gave it to the middle-aged shopkeeper.

The middle-aged shopkeeper took a rough look at the recipe, carefully put it in his arms, bowed his hands, and left.

There were only two of them among them. They looked at Yi Fan holding a stack of recipes, and then looked back at the middle-aged shopkeeper who had already left the door. The two nodded slightly and chased out of the door together.

"Brother Huang, please stay."

The middle-aged shopkeeper was about to get on the carriage when he heard someone calling behind him. When he looked back, he found that the two of them were familiar with each other. They were both shopkeepers who were doing restaurant business. Although they were a bit competitive, they were still a good deal on the surface.

The middle-aged shopkeeper piled up smiling faces and bowed to the two of them, "So it's, shopkeeper Zheng and shopkeeper Cui! I wonder what you can do if you want to live there?"

The man named Manager Cui also bowed and smiled and said, "I don't dare to be a disciple when I see you. I want to compete with Manager Huang."

The few people are usually in a competitive relationship, but this is the first time they are doing a transaction. Although Manager Huang was confused, he did not show any signs of his face: "What are the good deals of the two shopkeepers? I will listen with you."

Manager Cui pointed to Manager Huang's mind and said, "Of course it is for the recipe in your arms. I would like to share this recipe with Manager Huang with thirty-five. I wonder what Manager Huang wants?"

Manager Huang frowned slightly, and after a moment of thinking, he understood the recipe. The recipe he bought for 100 guan, and the two of them only wanted to buy it for 35 guan. It seemed that they had suffered a loss, but in fact they were not.

One of them gave themselves thirty-five stakes, which means seventy stakes. It is equivalent to spending only thirty stakes to buy the formula. The two of them could save 65 stakes, and no one would suffer any loss.

It should be said that a businessman is worthy of being a businessman. What would you think if Yi Fan knew that he had lost 200 coins in vain?

There are never only one or two smart people in this world. Not long after, dozens of merchants in Yifan's house left. Only a dozen of the recipes prepared by Yifan were sold.

Not long after, Yi Yun went out to inquire about the news, and came back in a panic: "Brother, it's not good."

Yi Fan asked calmly: "What's the situation?"

Yi Yunshang said angrily: "Brother, you don't know that those merchants are so hateful. They actually sold our formula to other merchants at a lower price. Those who were originally going to come to us to buy the formula were intercepted by them."

Yi Fan couldn't help but laugh at himself. Is this considered suppressed by his IQ? He wanted to get rich overnight, but who would have thought he would be plotted against by these ancient people?

But I finally sold more than a dozen servings, and after all, there were more than a thousand guans and I earned 2,000 guan this month. It was neither big nor small, but I was considered a rich man in the Tang Dynasty!

In modern times, I worry about not having money, but in ancient times, I also worry about making money. Yi Feng and Yi Yun stood behind Yi Fan, with four eyes fixed on the money box piled up in half of the room.

The two of them were excited with flushed faces and their bodies were trembling. Due to their identity, they did not come forward to check them freely. However, Yi Fan had a difficult time. These three minors had so much money. If someone had evil thoughts like Wang Gui last time, they might even lose their lives. Every man was innocent and was guilty of possessing a treasure! There was no bank in ancient times.

I sold more than a dozen recipes today, more than a thousand guan, and I earned this month, so I have about two thousand guan here.

The numbers may not be too many, so I will calculate them for everyone, and I will make a decision.

A copper coin is about three to four grams, and a jin is one thousand copper coins, which is about four kilograms. One kilogram is equal to one kilogram, which means that a jin coins is about seven or eight kilograms. There are two thousand jins here, which is about 15,000 or 6,000 jin of copper coins.

If you want to deal with these copper coins quickly, the best way is to spend them. Yi Fan is just an ordinary loser in modern times. Most ordinary people spend the most money in their lives, just to compare getting married and buying a house!

Of course, don’t think about getting married. Not to mention that this body is only about fourteen years old, even if Yi Fan wants to get married, he doesn’t have a suitable partner at the moment! Then the only thing left is to buy a house.

I went to the market and found the man who rented a house for Yi Fan last time and told him about his intention and requirements for buying a house.

Unexpectedly, Renya slapped his thigh and said, "Little Langjun, did you say this happen? Someone asked me to sell him a shop, and it was the kind of person with a house, which just met your requirements, but it was the price..." When he said this, Renya sang a long tone, and looked at Yi Fan's face and said, "It may be a bit expensive."

As the saying goes, wealth equals courage. The more money you have on your waist, not only will it not bend your back, but it will make you straight. On the contrary, the less money you have on your waist, the more lump your back will become.

Yi Fan stopped straightening his back at this time, waved his hand, and said, "Don't worry, as long as your house satisfies me, money is not a problem."

Coincidentally, the house where Yi Fan looked at was just in Pingkangfang, not far from Yi Fan and his former stall, right next to Yingchunyuan.

"Little Langjun, I used to be a sold rouge powder here. You also know that there are not many other things in Pingkangfang, but there are many sisters, so this rouge powder is very easy to sell. As for why I have to sell it, I don't know this." The man was holding the key to open the door, and he kept introducing it.

After walking around, Yi Fan was quite satisfied with the house. There was a two-story shop in front and a two-in-two-out house at the back.
Chapter completed!