After Ning Qingzhi finished the transaction, when he was about to leave, Ning Xiyue deliberately fell behind a few steps and talked to the homeowner about the house, which attracted the homeowner's strong attention. He muttered in his heart that this person might have taken a fancy to the house, but was hesitant about the price.
But Ning Xiyue chatted for a few words and then stopped talking. When it came to the price, she said it was too expensive and then stopped. She ran after the big brother in front without hesitation.
Suddenly, there was no one in front of him. The homeowner was stunned for a moment. He looked up at the heartless figure in the distance and stretched out his hand:
“Eh—”
The discussion was neither going on nor going anywhere, and the homeowner felt as uncomfortable as a cat being tickled. He wanted to catch up with the man and talk it out, but the man ran away like the wind, and he couldn't catch up with him.
Ning Xiyue was deliberately keeping him in suspense and playing psychological warfare, determined to get as high a price as possible.
Although she left in a decisive manner, she left an address on the paper in the exercise book that contained the money. It was the address of the small courtyard that Ning Xiyue had bought before, which was severely damaged and needed to be demolished and rebuilt.
She would sit there and wait for the bait to be taken and for the fish to come and talk to her.
Not afraid that he wouldn't see it, she wrote the address all over the paper, using bold and large characters so that it could be seen at a glance.
When the homeowner returned home and sat down to take out the money again, he happened to see the address on it.
He suddenly thought of something and looked at the homework paper again and again. He saw the same address on both sides and immediately understood the meaning of the address.
A smile appeared on his face.
"Now there should be a chance to sell the house."
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In the afternoon, in the dilapidated courtyard.
The ground in the yard has become flat and clean, and some tender buds have sprouted on the persimmon tree. The whole yard has changed from its previous dilapidated state and has a brand new feeling.
Under the pavilion in the yard, a pile of spicy and crispy dried fish made of crucian carp was placed in the middle of a stone table, and there was a pot of steaming tea on the left.
Ning Xiyue sat alone in the pavilion of the dilapidated courtyard, leisurely drinking a cup of steaming hot cloud tea and munching on spicy dried fish in her hand.
There was also a half-grown black turtle standing on the stone bench next to it, holding a fish head in its mouth and with a smear of chili powder on its hand. After eating the fish head, it lowered its head and tried to lick the chili powder on its paw, and stretched out its other paw to take the dried fish.
Ning Xiyue frowned as she ate and stuffed the entire plate of dried fish at it.
"555~Host, you are so kind. I love you."
The little turtle was touched, but it didn't know that Ning Xiyue disliked its saliva. However, she would not reveal the beautiful misunderstanding and nodded.
"Well, it's good that you know. Come on and eat."
As she spoke, she took out a plate of spicy dried fish from the space and placed it in front of herself to eat.
The little turtle gnawed on the fish and said incoherently, "Host, are you so sure he will come?"
Ning Xiyue was full of confidence and was sure that the owner of the house would come.
"It's only a matter of time. The owner seems to be in a hurry to sell the house. He wants to take advantage of the next couple of days before school starts to buy it. So we have to wait here. Eat slowly. No one will compete with you for it."
The little turtle didn't slow down at all in eating the dried fish.
"This is delicious. Host, please catch some crucian carp from the well and bring them back. The spicy dried fish made by Yun Mama is so delicious, even better than the ones made at the Yun Processing Factory. Let's make some more and keep them. We won't be able to eat them after we go to school~"
"Okay, I'll do as you say, little greedy turtle!" Ning Xiyue responded lovingly, picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea to relieve the spiciness in her mouth.
"The host is the best."
"Stop the flattery."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door.
"Host, the owner of the house is here." The little turtle looked towards the gate with his eyes flashing.
"The fish is hooked. Come on, go open the door."
When the knock on the door sounded for the second time, Ning Xiyue stood up and walked towards the door happily.
The homeowner at the door thought there was no one inside and had a suspicious expression on his face. Was he wrong?
Just as he turned around and took two steps, he heard the creaking sound of the door opening behind him.
When I looked back, I saw someone familiar and a smile appeared on my face.
"Comrade Ning."
Ning Xiyue invited, "Comrade Zhao, please come in. Let's sit down and talk."
The owner of the room nodded and walked into the room without hesitation.
Ning Xiyue took him into the pavilion, poured him some tea, and after they sat down, she didn't waste any words and went straight to the point, quoting a lower price first.
"Brother, I'm not going to waste my time on this nonsense. I'll be straight to the point. I'll give you ten thousand dollars for that house."
The landlord stopped beating around the bush and spoke in a sincere tone, intending to have a serious discussion:
"Comrade, this is really not possible. I can lower the price of this house for you, but the maximum reduction is 500. You can see that my house is well preserved, and my furniture is made of Dalbergia odorifera and Huanghuali wood, all of which are the best woods.
So, I don't need the furniture anymore and will sell it to you along with the house for $11,500. You won't have to look for matching furniture, saving both of us time and trouble."
"Brother, I've seen your furniture too. The wood is good, but it's a pity you didn't preserve it well. I saw that many of them were eaten by insects, so they are not worth much.
The quality of the wood you pick up from the scrap recycling station is probably better than the wood in your house.
I dare not use your worm-eaten tables and chairs for too long. One day, someone in the family might fall down. This is not okay. It’s a waste of your fine wood! What a pity! "
Ning Xiyue looked at the homeowner and shook her head, her face full of regret for the wood borers.
The homeowner was surprised. This comrade has such good eyesight?
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