There's a small courtyard in front of the house, and a small garden behind it where you can grow some vegetables.

The main house has an area of ​​150 square meters, and there is an east wing next to it, and a storeroom opposite the east wing.

After seeing it, Fu Linchuan immediately took a liking to it.

The problem is the price of this house.

In fact, regardless of the era, housing prices are always much higher than the money earned.

This apartment has a good location and a large area; the owner is asking for 14,000.

This is a very large sum of money.

The homeowner, in his thirties and seemingly refined, said, “Comrade, this house of mine is excellent in every way. If it weren’t for my father’s poor health, which I was planning to take to the south, I definitely wouldn’t be selling it. Fourteen thousand yuan, I really didn’t ask for more. You can go and take a look; houses a little further out, fifty or sixty square meters, are basically five or six thousand yuan.”

Fu Linchuan could tell that the homeowner was indeed in a hurry to leave, and it wasn't easy for the homeowner to find a suitable buyer.

After all, 14,000 yuan is not a small amount.

For Fu Linchuan, it's not that he can't come up with 14,000 yuan right now, but if he spends all 14,000 yuan on the house, then the factory's cash flow will be in trouble.

The people who work for him now are all relying on him for their livelihood, and he can't let them starve just because of this house.

"Brother, let me think about it some more." Fu Linchuan neither refused outright nor said he wanted to buy it.

The homeowner said, "Comrade, then think about it again and see how much you can offer."

Fu Linchuan nodded and then returned to the factory.

After hearing Fu Linchuan's words, Fu Tongzhou thought for a long time and said, "Dachuan, I haven't touched the savings book your grandfather gave me. Why don't I go home and get it? You can use it first."