With Xiao Yu's help, Li Jue managed to win over the Prefect of Yingtian and then resumed his monotonous life of going back and forth between home and work.
Li Jue remained calm, but the entire city of Chang'an was in an uproar.
Wang Cheng was a poor family living in Qunxianfang. According to him, his ancestors had once been wealthy and had served as the magistrate of Xianyang County during the Northern Zhou Dynasty.
But by his generation, his family was dirt poor, with only a five-acre courtyard as proof that they had once been wealthy.
However, the courtyard had long been in a state of collapse due to disrepair. Who would have thought that someone would take the initiative to buy this dilapidated house, which no one would want even if it were given away for free!
"Wang Cheng, are you selling this house?"
"Sell?"
"Sir, are you sure you want to buy my house?"
"right!"
When Wang Cheng saw that someone wanted to buy his house, he immediately raised the price on the spot.
“This is a prime location right next to the Golden Light Gate. Tens of thousands of foreign merchants come and go from Chang’an every day. You don’t have to do anything. Just stand at the Golden Light Gate and sell tea every day, and you can make a net profit of several hundred strings of cash a year!”
Xue Yong snorted coldly upon hearing this.
"Stop giving me that nonsense. I'm only asking one question: are you selling or not?"
"Sell!"
"How many?"
"Five hundred strings of cash!"
Upon hearing this, Xue Yong stretched out one hand, spreading his five fingers.
"Fifty strings of cash!"
Upon hearing this, Wang Cheng exaggeratedly replied.
"Are you trying to fob me off like a beggar?"
"You're only giving me fifty strings of cash for such a spacious courtyard?"
Seeing Wang Cheng say this, Xue Yong ignored him and walked straight towards the door.
Upon seeing this, Wang Cheng panicked and quickly stepped forward to pull him away.
"Please speak calmly, sir..."
"Wang Cheng, I've been around the streets before, I know what kind of person you are. If it weren't for the spaciousness of your yard, I wouldn't have given you fifty strings of cash!"
"Please sit down, sir, and tell me slowly. I must know what you plan to do with this courtyard you bought, right?"
"What else can we do? Of course, we'll tear it down and rebuild it!"
"Let me tell you, this dilapidated house of yours is only worth buying if I'm the one who buys it. Even if it were given to someone else for free, they'd still complain about how run-down it is!"
"Yes, yes, yes, you have excellent taste..."
"My esteemed guest, please add a little more; I'll sell it for a hundred strings of cash!"
"No, fifty at most!"
"If you won't sell, I'll go ask other stores, and they'll definitely be willing to sell!"
As Xue Yong spoke, he got up to leave, which startled Wang Cheng, who quickly relented.
"Fifty it is!"
“We’ll find a middleman, a guarantor, and a neighborhood official right now…”
"good!"
Half an hour later, Xue Yong returned to Qinglongfang with the documents for buying the house and handed them to Pan Hu, the steward of the Yongwang Mansion.
"Steward Pan, this is the newly acquired property deed. There are also some past documents here. Please take a look!"
Pan Hu had no idea about these things; he simply accepted the gift symbolically and then handed it over to the professional housekeeping team behind him.
Since Li Jue became the Prince of Yong of the Tang Dynasty, Pan Hu no longer sets up a stall outside. He only goes to the food court occasionally to check if the vendors are selling inferior goods. As for the rest of the time, he stays in the Qinglongfang courtyard, taking care of the central kitchen that sustains hundreds of people for Li Jue.
However, his leisurely days did not last long before Li Jue assigned him a new task: to help him buy the entire city of Chang'an!
When Pan Hu first heard about the young master's plan, he was completely terrified.
Although he and the young master have made a lot of money in the past two years, they are still far from being able to buy the entire city of Chang'an.
Not to mention other markets, the Tai Chi Palace alone is too expensive to buy!
After all, His Majesty the Emperor certainly wouldn't sell it...
However, that's not necessarily true. Our young master is also a legitimate grandson of the emperor, and the eldest grandson of His Majesty the emperor. Logically speaking, he should also be qualified to compete for that position, right?
Pan Hu is no longer the same Pan Hu. As Li Jue's status has risen, his vision has become more far-reaching and his thoughts more complex.
However, due to insufficient education, even if he had some ideas, he couldn't help the young master vie for the position of crown prince...
"Butler Pan, the documents and property deeds are all in order. Can we put them into the accounts?"
"Can!"
With Pan Hu's permission, the clerk immediately began writing in the ledger.
After Xue Yong left, several people returned with house deeds and documents. Pan Hu examined them all and then ordered his men to check and record them in the accounts.
The commotion on Li Jue's side naturally did not escape the notice of Changsun Wuji.
"Lord Changsun, have you heard?"
"What did you hear?"
"Li Jue ordered people to buy houses and land all over Chang'an, saying he wanted to buy the entire city!"
"What?"
"Buy Chang'an?"
Changsun Wuji was taken aback at first upon hearing this, then burst into laughter, his laughter filled with mockery and disdain.
Is he stupid?
"Chang'an City covers more than a million square kilometers. Even if he's rich, he couldn't buy it, could he?"
"Besides, does he intend to buy the Taiji Palace as well? Hahaha!"
Chu Suiliang laughed heartily upon hearing this.
"Who knows? Anyway, all the brokers in Chang'an are going crazy right now, buying houses and land for Li Jue everywhere. It's said they've already bought hundreds of courtyards..."
Changsun Wuji gasped upon hearing this. Although there were many dilapidated courtyards in Chang'an that had been neglected for years, even if they were dilapidated, just by selling the land, these hundreds of courtyards would be worth at least ten or twenty thousand strings of cash.
Li Jue is clearly not stupid. Why would he buy so many unwanted courtyards?
Does this mean he's found another way to make money?
"Dengshan, send someone to find out what this bastard is up to."
"My lord, there's no need to inquire about this. It's said that Li Jue plans to renovate the entire city of Chang'an..."
"I believe he bought these houses simply to renovate them and resell them for money?"
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