Liu Yun transmigrated into a series of books written by an author, becoming the biggest scapegoat in the story. This couldn't stand, so she decided that whoever wanted to be the scapegoat could...
At this point, Yu's father and Yu Qian were a little confused about the two men. It was big, but it was in a remote location! What was so good about it? But they also knew that their opinions were not important, so they didn't say much, since they hadn't even said they wanted to buy it yet!
"What about the area behind the grain station? There are two courtyards there for sale. But they're a bit expensive. They're about the same size as our current place, and both are priced at 1,200."
“That works. The two original owners are next to each other. If they think it’s too small, they can connect them. Besides, the location is pretty good.” This will be the center of another commercial street in the future. If the location isn’t good, where else can they go? They bought this place in their previous life and opened a shop there with Cheng Ke and the others. The three of them made a fortune.
Yu's father and Yu Qianhe also agreed, saying that although it was a bit expensive, it was indeed worth the price.
"What about the houses on Huazhong Road? I think they're a bit out of the way, but the houses are quite large and the prices are reasonable."
That area will all be demolished in the future, so what are you hesitating for! "As long as the house is big and the price is reasonable, it's fine. Big houses are more comfortable to live in. Look at us, we don't even have a place to sleep during the Chinese New Year."
Okay, that works too.
The sooner the better, so the next day Liu Yun took leave, withdrew money, and bought all the houses that her mother had praised.
A series of procedures and operations left Yu Qian and his wife stunned by how smoothly she handled things. Spending several thousand yuan was as easy as spending a few dollars; buying a house was like buying cabbage – she just glanced at it, gave her mother a perfunctory compliment, and bought it all?
This put him under unprecedented pressure. He was originally quite confident, after all, how many families could come up with 30,000 yuan these days, not to mention he had quite a few small yellow croakers!
But now he realizes he was completely wrong. Money flies by, and at this rate, he doesn't know if that 30,000 yuan will even last until the end of the year. His wife is also urging him to keep an eye out for a good house.
Liu Yun didn't know what Yu Qian was thinking. Even if she did, she would only say, "Congratulations, young man, you got it right." After all, although she didn't know the exact time, she knew that the Third Plenary Session of the 11th Central Committee of the Communist Party of China would be held in December 1978, which proposed the policy of implementing socialist reform and opening up in China.
If nothing unexpected happens, I think I'll spend all that 30,000 yuan this year or next.
"Honey, should we buy more? Isn't this a bit too much?"
Liu Yun didn't argue with him. "How much would our current house be worth if we sold it?"
"A little over a thousand!"
“We only bought 800 yuan worth of houses, and more and more people will be returning to the city in the future. There aren’t enough houses to live in now! What about in the future?”
Yu Qianhe wasn't stupid; he immediately figured out the key point. Without saying much, he asked someone to help him find a house.