Having already experienced accompanying Xia Qingqing to buy houses twice before, Song Ze was equally decisive this time and quickly finalized the deal.

Yuan Xin stared blankly at the newly issued house and land deeds in his hand: "We just bought the house like this?"

Isn't the speed of spending money a bit too fast? The house viewing and purchase were completed in just a few hours, and several thousand dollars were spent in one go.

Yuan Xin was completely dazed. He usually earned a lot and spent a lot, but this was the first time he had ever spent five or six thousand yuan at once. This feeling was so intense and refreshing.

Looking at the property deed in his hand, and thinking about the dilapidated courtyard he had bought for five or six thousand yuan, Yuan Xin suddenly felt sorry for the money he had spent.

He had earned that money penny by penny; it was his precious treasure. In just a short while, the money no longer belonged to him, and he instantly wilted.

Song Ze pulled Yuan Xin's unconsciously agape chin back down: "Look at you, so pathetic. What are we doing making money? We're just making money to spend! You only earn a thousand yuan a month, and a house is just a matter of a few months. Why are you being so stingy? You don't have any manly spirit at all."

"......", Yuan Xin was speechless after being lectured by Song Ze, but earning a thousand yuan a month was only an occasional event, not a certainty.

Although he had earned a fair amount before, it wasn't enough to make a thousand yuan every month. Song Ze, his good friend, was overestimating him.

Song Ze ignored his silly look, hooked his arm around his neck and walked forward: "Let's go, to celebrate that we bought a new house, let's invite A Yuan out for a good meal. I still have to go back to school after that."

Before lunchtime, Song Ze and Yuan Xin went to Ning Zhiyuan's workplace to call him out and found the nearest state-run restaurant to have a meal.

The two men arrived at just the right time. Ning Zhiyuan happened to be at work and hadn't gone out. When he saw his two good brothers coming to have dinner with him, he followed them out without even asking why.

Ning Zhiyuan looked at Yuan Xin, who seemed rather silent the whole way, and asked, "Xin, what's wrong with you? You look like you've lost your soul. Where did your usual boisterous energy go?"

Did this guy break up with his girlfriend? But I haven't heard anything about Yuan Xin having a girlfriend.

"He's practically lost his soul. We each bought a yard today, and he's feeling the pinch from all the money we spent," Song Ze said with a laugh, recounting how the two of them bought the houses.

Ning Zhiyuan suddenly realized: "No wonder, I was wondering why you two suddenly called me out for dinner. Buying a house is such a big deal, we really need to celebrate."

Then she rolled her eyes at Yuan Xin: "You're really something, you bought a new house and you still have such a long face. Hurry up and cheer me up."

"I can't be happy. I feel bad for all the hard-earned money I've worked so hard for," Yuan Xin said, clutching his chest with a pained expression.

Looking at his strange expression, Ning Zhiyuan said with a hint of mockery, "What's a little money to our Boss Yuan? He spends it without batting an eye."

This money isn't wasted. Buying a house is a good thing, right? After getting married, you'll have your own place and won't have to live with your parents. There will be far fewer conflicts between you and your mother-in-law.

Yuan Xin looked at Ning Zhiyuan pitifully: "Brother Yuan, you think too highly of me. I'm just a small driver, and I don't earn much money each month."

He only earns a little over fifty yuan a month as a driver. It would take him almost ten years to earn 6,000 yuan. He couldn't bear to think about it; the more he thought about it, the more his heart ached. It was the first time he had ever felt so stingy.

"Alright, stop fooling around. This meal is on me, okay? You two can order whatever you want," Song Ze said with a smile.

Ning Zhiyuan had already seen the menu written on the blackboard. Seeing that his favorite dish was on the menu today, he said without hesitation, "Braised pork knuckle, I want to eat a fragrant braised pork knuckle."

The head chef at this state-run restaurant makes incredibly delicious braised pork knuckle. It's stewed until tender and soft, rich but not greasy. He can easily devour a whole knuckle by himself, and he can eat three bowls of rice with the broth from the bottom of the knuckle.

I can't think about it anymore, or I'll start drooling! Ouch!

Yuan Xin glanced at the blackboard and said, "I want twice-cooked pork with rice."

Song Ze, of course, had no reason to refuse, so he got up and went to the window to order.

All three of them were men with big appetites, so Song Ze ordered two more dishes. In addition to the braised pork knuckle and twice-cooked pork that Ning Zhiyuan and the other man had mentioned, he also ordered a stir-fried pork liver with garlic and a vegetarian dish.

While waiting for the food to arrive, Ning Zhiyuan continued the previous topic: "Tell me, why did you suddenly decide to buy a house? You bought it without saying a word, it really startled me."

Speaking of this, Yuan Xin perked up: "Well, at first it was Aze's girlfriend who wanted to buy a house, and I was just helping to look for one. Later, Aze also persuaded me to buy one together, so I just followed Aze and bought one without really understanding what was going on."

“That’s great. Having money to buy property is never a bad thing,” Ning Zhiyuan said.

Song Ze immediately advised, "A Yuan, why don't you buy a house too? I have a feeling that house prices will definitely rise in the future. Even if you don't live in it after you buy it now, you won't lose money when you sell it."

It should be noted that one of the reasons why a large number of urban educated youth went to the countryside was to alleviate the pressure on urban supply.

Now that the college entrance examination has been reinstated, educated youth from all over the country are returning to the cities one after another. In the future, the urban population will increase, and the pressure will also increase.

Nowadays, many families are crammed into a small house. Even if there isn't enough room, the sons and grandsons of the family still have to get married. But if you don't even have a separate room, which girl would want to marry you?

In any case, keeping the house in your possession will never be a bad thing.

Ning Zhiyuan fell into deep thought after hearing Song Ze's words.

Buying a house is indeed an option, but he only earns a fixed salary and isn't as wealthy as Song Ze and the other two, who can buy houses costing several thousand yuan without much effort.

If he really wants to buy a house, he might need his family's help, but he doesn't want to ask his family for money at his age.

“Ah Yuan, do you not have that much money on hand?” Yuan Xin immediately noticed Ning Zhiyuan’s predicament.

Ning Zhiyuan smiled wryly: "Yeah, do you think everyone is as rich as you guys?"

"I should have told you to work with me earlier, but you weren't willing," Yuan Xin said, his eyes filled with disappointment as he looked at Ning Zhiyuan.

He had Ning Zhiyuan join him in reselling goods to make money a long time ago.

As a truck driver, Yuan Xin often travels all over the country. Things that are commonplace in other places may become rare commodities in Beijing. He can make a fortune as soon as he gets his hands on them.

He certainly wanted to help his brother out since he had the resources, but unfortunately, Ning Zhiyuan wasn't interested in making money.