Chapter 72 Viewing a House
Chapter 72 Viewing a house
After Xiang Wan finished speaking, he turned around and saw Xiang Xiong's bright eyes. He clapped his hands and said happily: "I think what you said makes sense. Making clothes is good. I like making clothes.
As long as I can make money, I'll be happy to carry the sack."
As he said that, Xiang Xiong turned to look at his daughter, his eyes full of doubts: "Who gave you the news? It can't be to trick you, right? Now is not an easy time to do business. Don't look at Xiao Peng's success.
Yes, others have Shang Fang's sword, but our family does not."
Xiang Wan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Dad, just believe me. I'm not asking you to start business right away and wait until the policy comes down. That wouldn't be safe."
As for who gave the news, Xiang Wanneng can tell?
"That's right. You'll know when the time comes. Okay, you can take your time and think about it. I'm going to make lunch. It's a coincidence that I went there today and bought some good pork belly. Dad will fry the twice-cooked pork for you."
Xiang Wan silently watched Xiang Xiong's back as he walked to the kitchen, and smiled involuntarily.
There was still quite a while before lunch, so Xiang Wan got up and went back to the bedroom to exchange the things Mei Keqing needed. As for shampoo, shower gel, etc., there was still a lot in the backpack, which was enough for trading.
After exchanging the things, Xiang Wan was not in a hurry to go out. He wrote his homework in the room and went out when he heard Xiang Xiong calling for dinner outside.
In the afternoon, Peng Qingliang asked Mei Keqing to talk, but Xiang Wan did not go to see him. It was rare that he had nothing to do during the holiday, so he simply followed Xiang Xiong out to look at the house.
At this time, there were already so-called 'agents'. Beicheng was a big place, and the father and daughter had no idea which houses were for sale. It would be a waste of time to look at one place after another, so it was better to ask an 'agent'.
Seeing Xiang Xiong take him directly to the housing management office, Xiang Wan was very confused: "Aren't we going to find the middleman who sells the house? What are we doing here?"
"I have a friend here. He knows more than those middlemen. The key is that he also knows what a good house is. Why go to those middlemen? If you buy an unclean house, thank you. Besides, when the time comes, there will be a suitable house.
Just treat him to a meal at his house."
Give Xiang Wan a thumbs up directly towards Xiong.
When it comes to ginger, it has to be old and spicy!
"Daughter, please find a shady place to wait for me. There are so many people inside. Dad will be out soon."
At this time, there were no air conditioners in China, and the housing management office was crowded with people on weekends. It was not only stuffy and smelly inside, but also very strong.
Xiang Wan stood under the big tree at the door and waited. There was a gentle breeze and the sound of insects in his ears, which was quite an artistic conception.
After waiting for Xiang Xiong at the door for about ten minutes, he saw him walking out talking and laughing with a middle-aged man.
"Daughter, this is dad's good friend. Just call him Uncle Jiang. He hugged you when you were a child."
Xiang Wan smiled sweetly: "Hello, Uncle Jiang."
Jiang Zhenguo smiled kindly: "You are Xiao Wan. I heard your father tell the teacher about you, and I haven't seen you for several years. You grow up so fast."
The three of them did not chat for a long time. Jiang Zhenguo handed the document in his hand to Xiang Xiong: "Look where you want to see first. I think these houses are quite good and meet the requirements you just told me. I am the owner of the house."
I remember he is also an easy person to talk to. If you are optimistic about it, I will contact the person to see if the price can be lowered."
Xiang Xiong nodded repeatedly and moved closer to Xiang Wan. The father and daughter looked at him very seriously.
The house information given by Jiang Zhenguo was very detailed. Even the owner's information was recorded on it. The location was also in a good location. Unfortunately, there was no house on Peng Qingliang's side.
Xiang Xiong also noticed this, looked up at Jiang Zhenguo and asked, "Is there no house over there in Liuyan Lane?"
"I haven't heard that the houses over there are for sale, and the houses over there are bought every time they come out. The houses over there on Wangbei Lane are also quite good. They are as popular as the courtyard houses on Liuyan Lane. The houses on both sides are also
It’s just a street away.”
But they still didn't know how good the information was, so the three of them walked towards Wangbei Lane.
The three of them took a three-wheel ride and stopped at Wangbei Lane. It was indeed very close to Liuyan Lane where Peng Qingliang was located, and it only took less than ten minutes to walk there.
The courtyard in Wangbei Lane is a standard courtyard. The main door faces the main room and the two bedrooms on the left and right. There are two bedrooms on the left, the kitchen and a bedroom on the right. The middle area is a large courtyard covering an area of about an acre, with toilets.
It is at the back of the bedroom, separated from the front room, which can be regarded as separating the smell.
Nowadays, the layout of courtyard houses is similar. Xiang Wan and Xiang Xiong fell in love with this house at a glance. There are other houses as well, but the location is not very satisfactory.
Jiang Zhenguo took the two of them around the house, and then said: "The owner of the furniture in this house is not ready to move it out. I read the information and said that these furniture are all of high quality, and the owner of this house also
After only a few stays, the whole family has settled elsewhere and we don’t come here often, so I thought of selling it.”
This also explains why houses with such good locations and large layouts are chosen to be sold.
Xiang Xiong pulled his daughter aside and said a few words. Seeing that she had no objection, he turned around and asked, "How much is the price of this house?"
"The owner of this house wants to ask for five thousand, but it can still be negotiated. As for the minimum price, we have to ask again."
The father and daughter looked at each other, and Xiang Xiong said in a low voice: "Old Jiang, my daughter rarely likes this house. Please help me talk to the landlord and see how much it can do for us."
Jiang Zhenguo smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, even if you don't tell me, I will still negotiate with the landlord. It's rare that you want to buy a house, so I can still help with this little thing."
Although housing prices in Bei City were only a few hundred yuan in this era, most people now still earn tens of yuan a month, and houses worth tens of thousands of yuan are not easily affordable.
For example, a two-entry, three-entry courtyard house in a good location would start at at least 10,000 yuan!
After thanking Xiang Xiong, he pulled Xiang Wan around the yard. The more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became. On the way back, he kept talking to Xiang Wan.
"I think that house is really nice. The yard is so big. We can move trees and plant them in the future. Moreover, it was not too early when we went there and there was no noise at all."
Xiang Wan nodded in agreement: "I think so too. There are five rooms in that house, and I think each room is quite big. I can also set aside a room for you to make clothes, and order several wardrobes to store fabrics.
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"I can also get you a study room so you can concentrate on reading and studying. Anyway, there are so many rooms that you don't have to worry about it."
Before the house was received, the two of them had already arranged the layout of the rooms, which was really exciting.
Early the next morning, Jiang Zhenguo came to the door with good news. Xiang Xiong hurriedly pulled Jiang Zhenguo and refused to let him go, insisting that he stay at home to eat. After speaking, he asked Xiang Wan to chat with Jiang Zhenguo while he went out carrying the vegetable basket.
Buy groceries.
Chapter completed!