Fugui's cry also reminded Grandma Xiang and others, and their eyes began to look at Mr. Xiang unkindly, especially Grandma Xiang, who had a faint wetness in her eyes.

Mr. Xiang was so angry that he almost spit out Xiang Xiang. What kind of son did he raise? All he could think about was shit.

"No, this is Xiang Zhangyue."

Mr. Xiang pointed at Fu Bao, but looked at Grandma Xiang with a naked smile in his eyes.

Grandma Xiang looked in the direction of Mr. Xiang's finger and saw the little Fu Bao in her daughter-in-law's arms. She suddenly understood that her husband had named Fu Bao Xiang Zhangyue.

My heart was completely relieved, but I didn't know how to control the expression on my face for a while. It looked like an extremely weird face, and I couldn't tell whether it was happiness or sadness.

But Fugui's sister-in-law waved her hand and said, "Dad, Fubao hasn't been registered yet. The house deed needs to be transferred to the Yamen."

Yes, a child who has not yet entered the household and owns two houses is obviously telling others that there is something wrong with the child.

Mr. Xiang thought for a while and said: "The house in Qingshan Academy should be written with the name of Fugui, and the big courtyard should be written with my name of Xiang Hanlin."

No one will object at this time. Everyone knows how the two thousand taels of silver in the family came from. It is only natural that the name of Fu Gui should be written on the house deed.

The next day, Mr. Xiang went to the county with Fu Bao, wealth and good luck, and went directly to Yahang. When the broker of Yahang saw that the young master from yesterday had brought an old man over, he knew in his heart that today was the day to make an appointment.

of the house.

The old man was wearing a long gown and a boy's hat, and he could tell that he was a scholar at first sight. The smile on the broker's face deepened, and when he saw the blessing treasure held in the rich man's hand, he couldn't help but admire him sincerely.

"Sir, your daughter is so good-looking. You can tell she is blessed and has a bright future."

After hearing what the broker said, Mr. Xiang was convinced. He narrowed his eyes with a smile, cleared his throat and said, "I want to see both of the two houses you told my son yesterday."

The broker bent even lower, politely asked the old man to wait, then took the key, prepared the carriage, and respectfully asked the old man to get on the carriage.

It was the first time for Fu Bao to ride a carriage, and he felt that everything was new. Seeing Fu Bao's liking, Ji Xiang said with a smile: "In a few days, uncle will also make a carriage for you to sit in, okay?"

Fu Bao tilted his head and thought for a while. He didn't have a horse at home, so how could he make a carriage? But the calf at home could also pull the carriage, so he would just let the calf pull the carriage.

If Mr. Xiang knew that Fu Bao referred to animals such as horses and cows as units, he would definitely laugh to his stomach. Fortunately, Fu Bao can't speak yet.

The carriage first arrived at the house next to Qingshan Academy. Mr. Xiang took a closer look and found that the house was really close to the academy. If he sat in the yard, he might be able to hear the sound of the children next door reading loudly.

The broker knocked on the door. After a while, a middle-aged woman opened the door. When she saw it was the broker, she felt happy. Finally, someone came to see the house again.

The agent has brought several groups of people to view the house. Those people either thought the house was small or too expensive. After several visits, even the agent lost interest in the house.

But she was anxious. There were only four of her, her son, his wife, and her grandson in the family. Her income was limited. If she didn't sell the house, she wouldn't be able to pay for the trip to Fucheng.

"You're here, please come in." The middle-aged woman said politely.

The broker nodded, then turned around, smiled and bent over to greet Mr. Xiang. The middle-aged woman couldn't help but feel happy when she saw Mr. Xiang's demeanor.

Scholars are good, and scholars are reasonable. The most important thing is that scholars will not bargain, because they feel that the price has dropped.

As soon as you walk through the gate, you will see a small courtyard. The courtyard is very clean, with slates and pebbles spread on the ground. There is also a flower pot in the corner, but unfortunately there are no flowers in it.

In front of the yard is a row of houses, with a main room in the middle and four houses on each side. This house type is very similar to Mr. Xiang's house, except that there are two more rooms.

The difference is that passing through the main house, there is a backyard, and the backyard is another yard. In the backyard, there is not only a woodshed, a kitchen, a hut, but also a well.

The most immediate thing was that another row of houses was built near the bottom of the backyard. It was obvious at first glance that these houses were built later, but the family was not prosperous, so these houses were all empty.

Mr. Xiang walked into the row of houses at the back. The house type was the same as the front one. It was also a central hall, with four rooms on each side, and the area of ​​these four rooms was not small.

Mr. Xiang is very satisfied. With so many houses, when Fu Bao grows up, he can have his own boudoir. In the future, he, his wife and Fu Bao will live in the backyard.

Fugui, his wife, and three grandchildren live in the front yard. As for Ping An and Ji Xiang, there is a big yard, so they will live there.

The middle-aged woman has been watching Mr. Xiang's facial expression, but from the beginning to the end, the old man's face has always been cheerful, and there is no trace of dissatisfaction at all.

"Sir, are you satisfied with the little lady's house?" the middle-aged woman couldn't help but ask.

"Madam, how much do you want to pay?" Mr. Xiang asked.

"Eight, no, how about seven hundred and fifty taels?" the middle-aged woman asked.

"Seven hundred taels, I'll allow you to stay for another half month..." Mr. Xiang still looked cheerful.

The broker couldn't help but widen his eyes. He could bargain like this. You must know that renting out this kind of house only costs two or three taels of silver for a month, but this gentleman actually asked for fifty taels of silver for half a month.

The middle-aged woman hesitated for a while and felt that if she let the old man go, her house would really not be sold. Her son was already very anxious and couldn't even read a book in the past two days.

"Sure, but I'll give you the money right away and transfer the ownership right away."

The middle-aged woman was worried that Mr. Xiang would not come back after he walked out of the house, so she also put forward conditions.

Mr. Xiang looked at the broker. There was no problem with the transfer today. He brought the household registration and money. The broker saw that there was nothing else he didn't know. The deal was done.

"The transfer of ownership is about to happen, right? If you have anything to say first, you two need to give me ten taels of silver each. This is the handling fee of the dental bank, and of course it includes the transfer procedures."

Mr. Xiang nodded and glanced at Jixiang. Jixiang quickly took out a ten-tael banknote from his sleeve pocket. He had already understood the rules of the dental shop yesterday.

The broker looked at the middle-aged woman. The middle-aged woman looked a little embarrassed. She couldn't afford ten taels of silver at the moment. She had to wait for the money from selling the house to pay the dental office's handling fee.
Chapter completed!