The bare branches of the paulownia tree swayed slightly; this hundreds-of-year-old paulownia tree was actually able to communicate with spirits.
Yan Xiaonan received the information from the sycamore tree, and her consciousness followed the sycamore tree to explore underground. Sure enough, she saw it.
A dozen meters underground, there was a small cellar with rows of large mahogany chests neatly arranged inside.
After counting the boxes, Yan Xiaonan realized there were ten large boxes. Suppressing the pounding in his heart, he decided to wait for Ye Chenming to return and ask him if his father had hidden them.
To thank the sycamore tree for informing on him, Yan Xiaonan activated his supernatural ability and threw a wisp of mountain god energy at it.
The comfortable, contented sigh of the sycamore tree reached Yan Xiaonan's ears. This tree really was a spirit.
Upon closer inspection, the building has three floors. The first floor contains a study, living room, kitchen, storage room, servants' quarters, and a garage.
In addition to four rooms, the second floor also has a large terrace. Yan Xiaonan thought that having a barbecue on this large terrace would be a wonderful experience.
The third floor also has four rooms and a terrace, though it's much smaller than the terrace on the second floor, making it a place you don't want to leave.
The entire terrace was transformed into a sunroom, with sunlight streaming through the glass and cascading across every inch of the terrace.
A giant recliner sat in the center of the terrace, with a gramophone and a purple clay teapot on a large table beside it. Yan Xiaonan was speechless at the teapot.
The masterpieces of ceramic master Gu Jingzhou are being casually displayed as everyday items.
There were also some flowers and plants around, which turned out to be blooming camellias and orchids that seemed ready to take flight.
The flowers and plants made the entire sunroom vibrant and incredibly pleasing to the eye.
Ye Chen'er pointed to the recliner and said, "Nan Nan, my uncle used to love lying on this recliner, listening to records, drinking tea, rocking back and forth, and admiring these flowers and plants."
Yan Xiaonan nodded. Noble families have never lacked romantic and frivolous people. They may appear dashing and talented, but they are also cynical and prone to womanizing.
However, such people are true romantics; once they meet and fall in love, their love will last forever.
Fu Qingping had already assigned rooms; Grandma Yan, Cuihua, herself, and Ye Huixian would sleep on the second floor.
Ye Chen'er and Yan Aidang, Sheng Lijuan and Ye Huiguo, and Yan Xiaonan live on the third floor.
Grandma Yan was getting on in years, and after drinking a cup of tea, she wanted to sleep. Yan Xiaonan quickly helped Grandma Yan into the room.
After helping Grandma Yan to sleep and releasing a trace of the mountain god's energy, he left with peace of mind.
Fu Qingping took Cuihua to see her embroidery pieces, which were her most prized works and were intended to be left for Cuihua and Ye Huixian.
Ye Huixian entrusted the child to a live-in nanny and prepared to take Yan Xiaonan to look at houses in Shanghai. Yan Aidang was intrigued and dragged Ye Chen'er along to go too.
Yan Xiaonan was excited. She quickly greeted Fu Qingping and the others and prepared to go out, eager to see what her former home looked like now.
Ye Huixian drove a Santana out of the garage. In Yan Xiaonan's eyes, it was an outdated model, but in Shanghai, it was a rare find.
Yan Aidang stared intently at Ye Huixian's hands gripping the steering wheel, imagining those hands were her own.
Ye Huixian said with a smile, "Aidang, don't be envious of me. Your Beijing club has a quota for buying commercial vehicles. You can apply for it when you get back."
Yan Aidang's eyes lit up. How could he have forgotten about this? He would apply as soon as he got back.
Ye Chen'er rolled her eyes: "So what if I bought it? Do you even know how to drive it?"
Yan Aidang's heart skipped a beat. Yes, he didn't even know how to conduct a proper meeting. What should he do?
Yan Xiaonan smiled and said, "Yes, I'll apply when I get back. A large company with 500 employees can apply for three cars."
I'll use one myself, so I can take the milk around and see all sorts of places. As for the other two, whoever needs them can use them.
The car soon arrived at Yan Xiaonan's home from her previous life, but the dilapidated state of the place left Yan Xiaonan stunned.
Where are the skyscrapers, shopping malls and supermarkets? Where is the glitz and glamour? How did those wide roads turn into narrow alleyways?
The rows of low bungalows are intricately arranged; a stranger who goes in would probably have to wander around for a day or two before he could come out.
And the public toilets at the intersection—you can smell their pungent odor from afar.
Ye Huixian smiled and shook her head. She didn't know that Yan Xiaonan insisted on buying this house. This house was not one she could live in.
Yan Xiaonan closed her eyes. This was her home in her previous life, but it wasn't finished yet.
After thinking it over, to make sure her thinking was correct, she had Ye Huixian lead her around the area several times.
Yan Aidang and Ye Chen'er remained silent, knowing that Yan Xiaonan must have a specific purpose in mind.
After circling around for five times, Yan Xiaonan asked, "Aunt Huixian, can the houses here be traded?"
Ye Huixian nodded hesitantly. The transaction was possible, although the procedures were a bit complicated, but as long as his second brother took charge, none of that would be a problem.
Seeing Ye Huixian nod, Yan Xiaonan decisively said, "Aunt Huixian, please buy all the houses in this area that you can buy."
Ye Huixian and the others were taken aback. Yan Xiaonan must have gone mad to buy such a large area.
Yan Xiaonan circled out the plot of land, which was the space of the large supermarket in his own space, including the outer perimeter.
Yan Aidang said without hesitation, "Auntie, count me and Chen'er in."
Ye Huixian was tempted. A voice kept urging him that he had to follow Yan Xiaonan, or he would definitely suffer.
The car started up. This time, Yan Xiaonan was going to the southern part of Shanghai, a place that would become a golden land in the future.
Yu Garden in Shanghai is world-famous, especially in later generations when the economy developed and numerous tourists came to visit.
Yan Xiaonan looked at the still relatively ancient Yu Garden and was eager to go in and take a look, mainly because she wanted to eat a bite of the world-famous xiaolongbao (steamed buns).
The entrance to the steamed bun shop was deserted, unlike the long queues of later times where you had to wait two hours to get a basket of steamed buns.
Two ounces of grain coupons cost two yuan for a basket of steamed buns. No wonder nobody eats them. In Shanghai, where the basic monthly wage is eighteen yuan, spending two yuan on a basket of steamed buns is simply wasteful.
A basket of steamed buns contains ten small dumplings, and Yan Xiaonan felt she could easily finish two baskets by herself.
As a local, Ye Huixian stepped forward without hesitation. The waiter asked how many baskets he wanted. Yes, how many baskets would you like?
Yan Xiaonan and Yan Aidang said in unison, "Ten cages."
The waitress at the steamed bun shop was shocked. Four people eating ten baskets? Are you crazy? The most common thing she saw was a family of four or five buying one basket, and then each person would try one or two to taste it.
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