Before the joy could pass, Manager Yang suddenly remembered the young master's talk about selling land, and the smile on his face suddenly became frozen.

At this moment, someone screamed and rushed towards Fang Jifan, hugged Fang Jifan's thigh, and cried, "Young Master, you can't sell land, young master, you can't sell land, young master, you're going to sell your land... This is a thunder strike. If you sell it, you'll have to laugh at the capital, and you'll have to poke the backbone of the Fang family. If your uncle knows... wuwu..."

It turned out to be Deng Jian. Deng Jian burst into tears, just holding Fang Jifan's thighs and burst into tears.

Manager Yang's face was also very bad, selling...the land... he thought just now that except for the young master of our Fang family who would think about this shameless thing, who else could ask about selling the land, he was quite happy. No matter what, the young master's illness was finally cured.

But now he has come back to the taste and really wants to sell it.

Manager Yang knelt down with a thud and said, "Young Master, Deng Jian is right, you can't sell it. If you sell it, our Nanhe Bo Mansion will really become a big joke. If the young master is short of money, tell me, Lao Liu, how much money is there in the account now..."

Liu's eyes were red, and he grabbed his heart, feeling his heart hurt so much, and he also sobbed: "Young Master, the young generation has been in the mansion for the old master, the master and the young master, and Nanhe Bo Mansion is also... It is also a family that can be sold in Beijing. This land cannot be sold, it cannot be sold. Once the land is sold, the family will be defeated!"

It makes sense. In this era, people often regard land as more important than heaven. The matter of selling ancestral property and land, only those down-and-out children and prodigal sons can do. Fang Jifan was obviously convinced by them: "You are all right. Selling land is a business of prodigal sons, but you go out of the mansion and go to the neighbors to inquire who is the biggest prodigal son in this capital?"

Fang Jifan was proud and imposing. At this moment, he actually felt a little proud and his prodigal son was also very good. For example, if he sold land, he didn't dare to sell it, I would dare to sell it. Or he would make money, or take the opportunity to make a big profit?

"Why are you crying? Whoever dares to cry will break his legs and laugh... Don't you know the rules in the mansion? I am my father's only son. My father has now led troops to suppress the thieves for the court. Now, this young master has the final say in this family. Who dares to object?"

Seeing Fang Jifan's grin, Deng Jian, Manager Yang, and Liu Jianfang took a breath.

They knew what the young master had. In the past, when the young master was angry, he would beat people to death, so they did not dare to cry loudly, and just sobbed in a low voice.

"I said I would sell it. Now, I will sell everything I can sell. Please ask the Yajian people to come and negotiate, and ask the guarantor to go now!"

You must not be discouraged at this time. If you feel a little soft-mouthed, you will definitely not be able to calm them down.

Liu Chanfang cried and said, "Young Master, can you tell me about my uncle..."

"No, home..." Fang Jifan originally wanted to call him his father, but his body suddenly shook. It was wrong. He shouldn't call him his father. He almost exposed his body. He bared his teeth and showed a heroic look: "What do you think of that old guy? I said I have to sell it!"

The young master was furious in the mansion, so that the entire Fang family was frightened. The loyal servant Deng Jian fainted, and Liu Chan was also carried to the doctor for a heart attack.

The next morning, it was noon again. Fang Jifan was dressed under Xiao Xiangxiang's service. Deng Jian's eyes were swollen like a light bulb. I thought that when he woke up last night, he cried again. Fang Jifan ignored him, but thought that the doctor might come to see the doctor later and not get acupuncture again. So he looked at Xiao Xiangxiang with a thief and said, "Xiao Xiangxiang, you haven't seen each other for a day. You have grown up again. Come on, Master..."

Xiao Xiangxiang's eyes were red and she didn't dare to move. Fang Jifan pointed at her and avoided her. She went downstairs to the donkey. It was seen that Xiao Xiangxiang was standing like a wooden stake. Instead, she couldn't help but complain and shouted in her heart: "You are hiding."

Helplessly, he had to stretch out his hateful hand and pinch Xiao Xiangxiang. This handful made Fang Jifan both ashamed and speechless. However... he was so big that he was shocked. He didn't know if he didn't touch it, so he couldn't help but sigh that the rice from the Fang family is what to support!

Xiao Xiangxiang still had red eyes and put a sachet on Fang Jifan. Seeing that she raised her pretty face, she looked tearful. Fang Jifan couldn't help feeling a little guilty, and scolded Fang Jifan's former stinky LIUMANG in his heart. Deng Jian said aside: "Young... Young Master... The man who is in trouble is here."

"Good come." Fang Jifan was relieved from the embarrassment, took the Xiangfei fan tied around his waist, and fanned loudly: "Go and go and have him a little while."

Leading Deng Jian to the hall, he saw a big belly merchant waiting in a hurry. The man seemed to have arrived at the Fang family, looking a little shorter, with a slightly uneasy expression. When he saw Fang Jifan coming, he hurriedly stood up and saluted: "Little Wang Jinyuan, I have seen the young master."

Fang Jifan sat down, raised his legs, slapped his fan, and threw it on the table with a snap: "No need to be too polite, you already know the matter of the land, do you want to go and see the land?"

"No... I dare." Wang Jinyuan smiled carefully and tried his best to make his people and animals harmless. This young man is a famous playboy. If he accidentally said something wrong, who knows whether he could go out today? He said with a smile: "How come the smallest people in the Fang family are all good fertile land. In terms of the market price, it is thirty taels per acre, and more than two thousand acres of land, and sixty to seventy thousand taels are not a problem. Besides, this year is just the perfect year. If you sell less land and buy more, as long as the young master is willing to sell it, the young master will not suffer any loss."

Only 60,000 to 70,000…

Fang Jifan had some regrets.

But if you think about it carefully, one tael of silver in this era is not a small amount, it can be equivalent to about two hundred yuan or sixty or seventy thousand taels in later generations, which is equivalent to a huge sum of hundreds or tens of millions of dollars.

But Fang Jifan was still unwilling to give up: "That's all?"

Although Wang Jinyuan was smiling on his face, he looked very despised by Fang Jifan. Nanhe Bo Shizhi, everyone in the capital knew that they were all iron-clad men and made countless contributions to the court. How could such a guy come to this generation? If this was my son, he would rather die than strangle him to death.

After feeling emotion in his heart, Wang Jinyuan smiled dryly: "Young Master, the price is no less."

Fang Jifan had to give up. After all, he was a prodigal son and could not show his cleverness in business in front of others. So he waved his hand: "Okay, that's all, Xiao Deng Deng, I'll give us... this one... this one who cares about the damn, haha, I love to make friends the most. Come on, please sit down, please sit down."

Wang Jinyuan was so embarrassed that he didn't dare to refuse to obey. He obediently owed his body to sit down. When Deng Jian went to pour tea, he saw Fang Jifan not saying a word and playing with Xiang Fei's fan, and felt that he was uncomfortable wherever he placed his eyes. His eyes flashed, but he looked at a painting on the wall, and couldn't help saying, "Nanhe Bo Mansion is indeed different. If Zhao Yuan's "Sending Guests with Qingchuan" is done by ordinary people, he must keep it in the bottom of the box. Unexpectedly, Bo Mansion was hanging directly in the hall, which opened his eyes."

Um?

Originally, Wang Jinyuan just took the opportunity to praise him. People who do business always have a sweeter mouth, especially when they encounter such a demon in the world. But Fang Jifan narrowed his eyes and suddenly smelled a business opportunity: "What price?"

"What's the price?" Wang Jinyuan was stunned.

Fang Jifan stared at him with bright eyes and said, "Of course, this painting can be sold for how much?"

"I think there are several hundred taels of silver. Although this is Zhao Yuan's masterpiece, after all, Zhao Yuan's work has not been around for a long time, and it is still a little different from the ancient sages."

Fang Jifan was shocked and slapped the table and said, "Sold."

"This...this...this...is also sold..." Wang Jinyuan's body was shocked, and he looked at Fang Jifan in surprise.

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Chapter completed!