The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son - Chapter 24

[24.Chapter 24 Smoke rising from ancestral graves]

Fang Jinglong touched his belly and said with a smile: “It’s just a guess. I’m very happy and happy to be a father.”

But at this point, Fang Jinglong felt sad again: “The only flaw is that Our family’s land, hey, it’s all ancestral property, I’m sorry for our ancestors! Our Fang family has only bought other people’s land for several generations, and there is no way to sell it. Of course, my son, Don’t be angry, it’s because you are unworthy of your father, you…you…or…”

Fang Jinglong thought hard, and then he remembered a word: “It’s still very good.”

This is Fang Jinglong’s old problem now. As soon as I get home, I look at the bare hall and the empty house. When I occasionally go to the accounting room, I find that I don’t need to check the accounts anymore. After all, Zhuangzi has sold out everything, so there is no need to check how much rent has been collected. ?

Subconsciously, a layer of mist rose up in the cloudy eyes. I was worried that I would not know how to explain to my ancestors when I met them in the future.

Fang Jifan couldn’t bear it and was about to say a few words of advice.

But the doorman came again and said hurriedly: “Master, Wang Jinyuan from Dongshi said he was here to pay his respects, and dozens of carts came with him.”

As soon as he heard about the businessman Wang Jinyuan, Fang Jinglong was itching with hatred and said angrily. “Who is he? He dares to come?”

Fang Jifan suddenly jumped up and said excitedly: “Please come quickly.” After a moment

, the fat-bellied Wang Jinyuan came in panting. When he saw Fang Jifan, he hurriedly He forced a smile and said, “Mr. Fang, the money is all ready, but… there is not so much cash, but… everything has been discounted. All the things that were moved out from the Fang family will be returned at their original price. In addition, there is also three dollars in cash. One hundred thousand taels, seven thousand taels of gold, and land… This land is all in the suburbs of the capital. In addition to the Zhuangzi that was returned to the Fang family, there are also two Zhuangzi, all of which are included. They are all good fields, with nine In addition, the villain also collected more than 3.9 million taels of Ming Dynasty treasure banknotes. The current price of the treasure banknotes to cash is 10 to 1, which is equivalent to 390,000 taels. There are still six shops in the capital. , right in Dongshi, which is a prosperous area, covering an area of 20 acres, which is not small. This… this little man had someone estimate the price, which is 190,000 taels. The total value of these 7,788 is the estimated value. At least more than 1.3 million taels. Mr. Fang, this is the list. You can take a look at it first. If it doesn’t work, you can estimate the price yourself. No villain dares to deceive Mr. Fang, not even if he borrows ten courages… Also , The household items, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, land deeds, etc. that your residence sold to the villain in the past have also been delivered…”

Fang Jifan squinted his eyes, his brain was active, while listening, he was doing mental calculations quickly, Dongshi’s The shop is a large one, covering an area of twenty acres, and is indeed valuable. There is also the Ming Dynasty treasure banknote… ten to one, there seems to be no problem. As for the other properties, I am afraid that someone will have to go and take a look at it, just let the manager Yang of the house go.

Although Wang Jinyuan is greedy, he is not worried about being naughty when doing business with Uncle Nanhe’s house.

However, Fang Jifan is still a little melancholy. It’s a pity that such a large sum of money cannot be traded in cash. In exchange for so much land and antiques, it is of no use. When the time comes, this prodigal son finds a new project, and he may have to sell it again. Once again, will it be annoying to hear the ghosts crying and howling all over the house?

“What?” Fang Jinglong on the side screamed. He suddenly stood up and grabbed the list, his eyes widened.

One million three hundred thousand taels of silver.

Fang Jinglong felt his heart pounding. Subconsciously, he looked at Fang Jifan and said with wide eyes, “Son, you didn’t do anything to behead someone, right?”

“No…no.” Fang Jifan was frightened by Fang Jinglong. He jumped and said quickly: “This is the silver from selling ebony. I…I don’t know why they are so crazy. They insist on buying my ebony and they have to spend 1.3 million taels of silver to buy it…”

One hundred and thirty thousand taels of silver.

Wanliang…

what is this concept?

The accumulation of generations of Nanhe’s house was wiped out by Fang Jifan, a prodigal son. All of it was sold for only 120,000 to 30,000 taels of silver, but in the blink of an eye, it increased tenfold.

Fang Jinglong felt that his heart was beating hard, and his heart even hurt, so he hurriedly covered his heart. Just now he said to Wang Jinyuan, you dare to come. He turned his head, looked at Wang Jinyuan with a smile, and took a deep breath: “Dr. Wang, come here. , come, please sit down, sit down and talk. “

The Fang family is getting rich.

The news spread like wildfire.

No, not only did he get rich, but he also got some kind of luck. The prodigal son actually won the first place in the school review and was awarded a gold belt.

The capital was shocked.

It is said that their family’s money was picked up in boxes, and even the Ming Dynasty treasure banknotes were packed into a box. The land deeds and house deeds were a thick stack that could not be grasped by hand. The bottles and jars were brought in. Ten large carts were filled with pots, calligraphy and paintings, and ordinary antiques. They just threw them outside the door because they thought they were taking up space for the family.

Others said that the prodigal son of the Fang family wore a gold belt and wandered around the house with his naked buttocks naked. He was so sultry that he almost had a tail that reached to the horizon.

Now the streets are full of people talking about Feng Shui.

As a result, those Feng Shui masters on the street who were holding pan cloths and carrying compasses suddenly became very popular, and their worth skyrocketed.

How to explain such supernatural phenomena? Many people pondered hard. When they thought about it, bastards like the Fang family could be awarded a gold belt. How could this be enough? How could they still make a fortune? The only scientific explanation is…the Fang family’s ancestral graves were buried well and there was smoke coming out.

It can be seen from this that the location of ancestral graves is very important. One is fate, two is luck and three is feng shui. The ancients do not deceive me.

Those charlatans and Feng Shui masters all had tears in their eyes. They really wanted to worship at Fang Jifan’s feet, call him the Patriarch, paint his image, frame it at home, and worship him day and night.

Spring is here, and it’s the PEI season… well… it’s spring, and it’s time for Feng Shui masters to make a fortune.

Fang Jifan now wears gold, silver, and the finest silk gown. It is said that this silk is made from silkworm cocoons picked by the young women of Songjiang and woven by the best weavers.

Every stitch and thread inside is exquisitely crafted. Such clothes cost at least twenty taels of silver on the market. This can be regarded as the annual expenses of seven or eight wealthy families. But is Fang Jifan someone who cares about money?

The home suddenly returned to its original state. The long benches and willow tables were gone, replaced by official hat chairs and sandalwood tables made of ebony. They were painted with black paint, hollowed out and carved. Two Words, style!

Fang Jifan was sitting on the official hat chair at the moment, holding a tea cup in his hand. The tea was Bird’s Tongue Tea from Kowloon Nest, which was extremely precious and was said to be equal to gold. After taking a sip of tea, I felt comfortable all over!

At this time, Fang Jifan sighed melancholy after putting down the tea cup.

This is already the third day, but I don’t know if the three disciples will come. Could they have taken the money and run away?

Fang Jifan really remembered those three guys, so he didn’t go out today, and was waiting here with peace of mind.

When it was approaching noon, the disciple finally came to report: “My lord, three scholars have come to visit, and they have also given name cards, but the younger ones can’t understand them.”

“Bring it here.” Fang Jifan took the name cards and saw the superior. It reads: ‘Students Ouyang Zhi, Liu Wenshan, and Jiang Chen visited Enfu. “

It’s actually here! “

Fang Jifan smiled heartily: “Call in.” ”

(End of chapter)