Chapter 41 (3rd update)
Due to the limitations of the game's historical context, the sales contract here is much simpler than in reality, consisting of only three pages.
One page is the main text, and the last two pages are for the house deeds and land deeds.
The main text was simple, with the buyer, seller, address, and amount, much like a fill-in-the-blank question. It ended with the words, "Never break the contract."
To facilitate transactions, pawnshops across the game sell standard blank contracts. Simply write down the details and date, sign and seal, and affix the title deed to the property, and you're done.
When An Rou was buying clothes, she also bought the blank contract.
Sister Hong watched her take it out and was shocked and confused for a moment.
I couldn't even utter the words "I'm not selling it anymore" because Paopao interrupted me, "Ah Hong, the premium is quite substantial. Once we get to Central City, you won't have to pay for anything. I'll feel much more at ease with you having this money."
Sister Hong’s cheeks were flushed.
Paopao took the blank contract, pinched it with three fingers, and a brush filled with ink appeared between his fingers.
"Wushan Lane, Zhongsu Town, District 8, Lengbing City..." He paused. "What's the number?"
"Number 5." Sister Hong's voice was soft and she glanced at An Rou.
She had originally decided not to sell it to An Rou, but since her husband had spoken, she accepted reality. Then she thought of the 500,000 yuan she was about to receive, five times the market price, and her heart began to beat.
An Rou smiled faintly and didn't say a word the whole time.
Paopao finished writing the address and did not continue writing. He looked up at Anrou.
He said coldly, "This hair salon is priced at 1 million gold, and there is also a bathhouse for 2 million gold. Do you have the guts to buy them both?"
The tone is contemptuous.
"A Jiang!" Sister Hong was startled.
Paopao looked at her, his eyes suddenly gentle: "Anyway, you went to Central City, and you have nothing to do with Zhongsu Town anymore. Or... are you thinking that you will leave me one day?"
Tenderness turns to heartache.
"No, why would I leave you!" Sister Hong hurriedly tried to appease him. "Sell them. The three properties are worth a total of 3.5 million gold. As long as she can afford it, I'll sell them!"
An Rou didn't show it on her face, but her hands on her knees clenched into fists quietly.
She knew that Sister Hong was a small wealthy woman, but she didn’t expect her to be so wealthy!
It’s okay to have a bun shop or a hair salon, but Sister Hong actually opened a bathhouse?
She suddenly thought of the Hongyun Bathing Beach where she had visited once. It also had the word "Hong" in its name, and was only a few hundred meters away from Wuyan Lane. Could that be it?
Although she was excited inside, An Rou's expression remained calm, as if she didn't care about the astronomical figure at all.
She chuckled and said, "No problem. Sister Hong, since you're leaving and your place is empty anyway, why not buy it for me as well?"
In addition to the above properties, Sister Hong also has a two-story Western-style building. As far as she can remember, the original owner had visited it twice.
It cannot be compared with the mayor's mansion or the big house of Mr. Lin, the owner of the grain store, but it is also a very beautiful small villa, suitable for An Younian to live in.
An Rou's tone was so loud that Sister Hong was secretly frightened.
Sister Hong narrowed her eyes and said, "Okay, the small western-style house costs 1 million gold."
"No problem." An Rou nodded.
Paopao looked at the blank contract and said, "There are only two contracts here. It's not enough. I'll go buy some."
"No need." Sister Hong held him back and instructed Sister Qiao, "There are some empty, unused items on the cabinet. Go get them."
Qiaojie didn't know how long she had been standing there, not daring to breathe.
She couldn't think straight anymore.
My cousin suddenly found a destiny to rely on and suddenly had to sell all her property. An Rou, the little girl from the bread shop across the street, suddenly became rich and negotiated deals worth millions of gold coins without blinking an eye.
"Go quickly, you can get money by just sitting there!" Sister Hong urged unhappily.
"Oh, okay."
A minute later, Paopao took a stack of blank contracts from her. They were worthless, fetching only a couple of gold coins at a pawnshop. Presumably, wealthy NPCs in the game would have some at home.
Sister Hong dictated the address and he wrote it down quickly.
Four properties and eight contracts filled the coffee table.
Next, fill in the amount.
Paopao patted Sister Hong's hand soothingly and picked up his brush. He first wrote the character "五" on the bun shop contract. Sister Hong stared at the tip of the brush, waiting for the next "什" (Shi), when the brush moved to another contract.
Sister Hong grabbed his arm and said, "A Jiang?"
Paopao smiled shyly: "To be honest, I haven't been educated much. I barely know how to write a few capital numbers. Ah Hong, you can fill in the rest for me later."
Sister Hong didn't let go and looked at him in disbelief.
Paopao showed a sad expression again: "You... don't like illiterate people? Ah Hong, I promise, I will fight less in the future and start learning to read for you!"
"No, no, that's not what I meant..." Sister Hong said, "Then I'll write it."
Paopao gripped the brush tightly: "I can write numbers, at least let me share this with you, okay?"
"……good."
Sister Hong hesitantly let go of her hand. She caught a glimpse of An Rou's half-smile and said bitterly, "What's wrong with not being able to read? Ah Jiang can kill ghouls, can you?"
An Rou curled her lips.
Okay, okay, your man is the best.
His pen moved quickly as he wrote down another "五", followed by four "壹" and two "贰".
Sister Hong's expression became more and more strange. She looked at him frequently and then at the numbers.
The handwriting is very neat and the writing movements are very skillful. How can he look like an illiterate at all?
"Ajiang, give me the pen!"
She anxiously took the brush, but with a flick of her arm, all the contracts vanished. When they reappeared, they were neatly folded and handed to An Rou.
An Rou accepted it with a smile.
Sister Hong was stunned.
"Jiang, what does this mean? The amount hasn't been written yet..."
Paopao looked puzzled: "Ah? You've finished writing it. Oh yeah, I would have forgotten if you hadn't reminded me, there's also this."
He took out another stack of papers from the prop column - a stack of house deeds and land deeds, and handed it to An Rou.
"Boss, be careful. It's old and easy to break," he said.
Sister Hong seemed to be struck by lightning: "You...what did you call her?"
Paopao took it for granted: "Boss."
Sister Hong was just confused by the favorability, she was not really stupid, and finally saw the situation clearly.
"You lied to me, you teamed up with this little bitch to lie to me!!!"
At the same time, a light screen notification popped up in front of Paopao.
[Sister Hong (hair salon owner) favorability -60%, current favorability 35%, be alert.
Note: The contract requirements are not met and the contract has been automatically terminated.
The pink drop of water between Sister Hong’s eyebrows disappeared.
The anger rose visibly to his face.
"You, you..." She was so angry that she couldn't speak. Suddenly she grabbed a handle and said, "I haven't signed it yet. The contract is invalid!"
"Oh, I almost forgot about that too."
Paopao waved his hand, took out a brush, and started writing on An Rou's hand, writing very quickly.
"Seller—Paopao, buyer…and the date, boss, write it yourself." As he wrote, he glanced at Sister Hong and said with a smile, "Sister Hong, your memory isn't good either. Have you forgotten? Half an hour ago, you sold all your properties to me."
Paopao raised his empty left hand and took out a stack of paper from the prop column for the third time.
It was also a stack of contracts, the seller was "Sister Hong" and the buyer was "General Yang".
"The name is wrong." An Rou reminded him.
"Oh, wait a minute." Paopao activated the pre-prepared name change card, and after activation, he changed the game ID back.
Correspondingly, the buyers on that stack of contracts all became "Paopao".
At the same time, a faint white light appeared on the new contract he and An Rou had signed, as if the system had acknowledged the transaction and the contract had taken effect.
No one knew how angry and desperate Sister Hong was at this moment.
Too many emotions were pent up in her chest, and she couldn't stop pounding on it. She couldn't utter a word, her eyelids twitching, her eyeballs rolling upwards. Finally, her body went limp and she fell onto the sofa.
"Boss, you're making me so angry!"
"You're the one who pissed her off to death." An Rou said with a smile, took out a life potion and handed it to Qiao Jie, "Quick, feed it to her."
Five minutes later, the pale man slowly woke up.
As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw An Rou leaning over to look at me with a smile.
"An Rou!" Sister Hong screamed and was about to pounce on her to fight.
An Rou dodged easily and said lightly: "Run."
A figure stepped between them and grabbed Sister Hong's shoulders without a word. Sister Hong felt dizzy and when she landed on her feet, she was already standing outside the hair salon.
The "lover" who had captured her heart for half a day was like a mountain blocking her way.
However, this time, Sister Hong did not feel a sense of security from him, but rather a strong threat.
Fortunately, due to the favorability setting, she did not have the chance to feel sad - the favorability dropped straight to a hostile state, making her want to eat the man's flesh and blood alive.
But, the other party is a person of destiny.
An Rou half-penetrated from the door: "One for 5 gold, two for 1 gold, one for 2 gold... a total of 9 gold, right?"
She casually scattered a handful of gold coins outside the door. "That should be enough. Sister Hong, the money and goods are settled—oh, look at my memory, this money is not for you. Forget it, we are all neighbors, so consider it a gift to Sister Hong to celebrate her new house."
A gold coin rolled on the ground for a while, hit Sister Hong's high heels, and fell down.
Her destiny for Paopao dropped another 10%, leaving only 15%.
It is only one step away from the "direct attack" state.
Paopao slammed the door and let out a long sigh.
Seeing An Rou's questioning look, he scratched his head: "Although, I don't want to be attacked by an NPC."
An Rou didn't say much. Just a few gold coins, and four properties for free, what else could she be dissatisfied with?
Ridiculing Sister Hong who has nothing? That's a bit boring.
"Xiao Rou..." Qiaojie couldn't even stand steadily now. She held on to the wall and called out nervously.
After all, Sister Hong was her cousin, and no matter how harshly she treated her, she still gave her a place to stay. She couldn't bear it.
"Qiaojie, how much do you earn a month?" An Rou asked.
"……one thousand."
An Rou frowned. With the prices in the game, this amount of money wasn't even enough to eat. No wonder Qiao Jie looked so pale and malnourished.
"I'll give you 10,000 gold a month, and I'll leave the hair salon to you."
Qiaojie was shocked, but a glimmer of light flashed in her eyes.
I couldn't escape the NPC's love of money.
"We're closed today. You can go inside and rest." An Rou said.
Qiaojie lived and ate at the hair salon, a small, cramped room in a corner. She swallowed all the words of persuasion and obediently went inside.
For some reason, Paopao had made great contributions, but now that they were alone, he didn't dare to look Anrou in the eyes.
An Rou smiled and said, "You originally wanted to take Sister Hong's small western-style house for yourself, right?"
Paopao turned his face away, paused, and lowered his head again: "I'm sorry, boss, I was confused for a moment..."
An Rou didn't take it too seriously. Never mind the NPCs' love of money, how many players aren't in this game for the money? A single gold coin is worth five dollars in real life, so it's no wonder everyone's flocking to it.
"Sister Hong told you the market value of the four properties, right?"
Paopao hesitated for a moment and then confessed honestly: "The bun shop cost 100,000 gold, the hair salon cost 300,000 gold. The bathhouse was the most expensive one she bought last year, 700,000 gold. The small Western-style building, because it's not in a busy area, cost 200,000 gold..."
In other words, he wanted to keep it for himself and picked a cheap one.
"That adds up to 1.3 million gold. As agreed, after deducting necessary costs from the farm's profits, I'll give you 5%." An Rou calculated, "This time, the cost is essentially zero, so I'll give you 65,000 gold."
"Boss..." Paopao completely forgot about this.
He thought that even if the boss didn't punish him, it would still cause a crisis of trust.
Unexpectedly, the boss not only didn't pursue the matter, but also calculated it as a dividend for him. Besides, even if he remembered this matter in advance, would it still be considered farm income?
An Rou grabbed his hand, palm to palm, and transferred the money to him.
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