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- Jingji Real Estate is in the process of selling.
The old broker recommended two more cheaper houses. When the father and son didn't respond, they knew they had no money.
He put away the house sheet in his hand without leaving a trace, and asked calmly: "My husband, just shake your head, it seems that the villain's recommendation is not worthy of judgment."
"Everything you recommended is very good," Zhao Shouzheng hesitated for a while, then said awkwardly: "But the whole family is in the autumn wind, and the clothes are not cut in September"
"Uh, what do you mean?" The old manager Zhang Ershang was confused. "It's only February, why are we talking about September?"
¡°What my father means is that we don¡¯t have much money and can¡¯t afford to rent an expensive house.¡± Zhao Hao explained helplessly.
"That's it." The old manager shook his head, feeling disgusted in his heart. These poor scholars were obsessed with saving face, so they used the word "poor" so strangely.
He picked up another house bill, handed it to the father and son, and said, "The house here is the cheapest. My husband can find it by himself."
After saying that, without saying hello, he got up and went to drink tea in the back.
"What kind of face!" Zhao Shouzheng muttered unhappily. "People who usually ignore me still dare to shame themselves."
¡°You¡¯ll get used to it.¡± Zhao Hao comforted him and looked through the pile of house sheets carefully.
Zhao Shou is a man who doesn¡¯t care about anything. When he saw this, he withdrew his gaze and drank tea leisurely. The unpleasantness was forgotten in a blink of an eye.
After a while, Zhao Hao made a decision, pointed to a room slip and said, "Go here and have a look."
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More than half an hour later.
The old agent drove the carriage and took the father and son to Caijia Lane, which is located ten miles away from the Imperial College.
Zhao Hao and his son jumped out of the car, followed the old manager into an alley, walked a few steps in, and arrived outside a small, dilapidated courtyard.
"That's it." The old manager took out the key and used it to deal with the rusty iron lock on the door.
Looking at the rotten courtyard door and the crumbling adobe wall, both father and son looked troubled.
With great difficulty, the old manager unlocked the door and pushed the door open with a creak.
¡°Come in and take a look, what a spacious yard it is.¡±
The father and son bravely went into the courtyard. They saw only fallen branches and fallen leaves all over the courtyard. The house also lacked windows and tiles, was leaking from the wind and rain, and was so dilapidated that it was unimaginable.
"Can people live here?" Zhao Shouzheng coughed repeatedly and asked the old manager in surprise.
"This is Nanjing. You can't rent a decent house for two or a month!" The old agent rolled his eyes and said, "It's a private courtyard with three main rooms and two wing rooms on the east and west. It's less than ten miles away from the Imperial College. You can only rent one for a month." Two pieces of silver, what else do you want, sir? Can you live in vain?"
"Speak nicely, don't be weird!" Zhao Hao shouted coldly: "If you talk nonsense again, we will rent a house elsewhere."
"Okay, okay" You can't do anything when you have sex, not to mention that the agent paid for the carriage, how could he ruin the business just for the sake of words?
"This house is really too bad to live in." Zhao Hao seemed very dissatisfied and said to Zhao Shouzheng, "Let's take another look."
"If you want to find a cheaper one, you have to go to Nanjing." After dealing with two poor people for so long, the old agent has become very impatient, and he is still willing to continue to pay for the carriage.
"Isn't it just that we haven't cleaned for a long time? Cleaning is not the same as living?" The old manager wholeheartedly promoted it, and while pushing the door of the main room, he said: "Look inside, how complete the furniture is"
Before he finished speaking, the door of the hall crashed down.
With a bang, dust flew into the room, and the father and son hurriedly covered their noses and retreated.
When the old manager came out in disgrace, Zhao Hao sneered: "How can we live in the house without even a door?"
¡°Can¡¯t you just repair it yourself?¡± The old manager patted the dust on his body in embarrassment and coughed repeatedly.
"You'd better repair it and rent it out." Zhao Hao pulled his father out resolutely.
"Don't, don't leave!" The old agent hurriedly caught up and said with a grimace: "I admit defeat, I don't have to pay the rent every year. One deposit and three, and you only need to pay four taels of silver, and you can move in immediately. Is it done?¡±
Zhao Hao was overjoyed, he thought he was the one who bought the goods. He actually wanted to rent this house. The old agent was right. It was impossible to rent a detached house within ten miles of the Imperial College at this price.
"What's more, the father and son have a total of more than ten taels of silver. Even if they rent here and pay the annual payment as usual, they still won't even have money left for food. Now you only have to pay a small part of the rent to live there. What difficulties are there that cannot be overcome?
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¡°Well, it seems that my old manager also said this.
"Son, don't force yourself too much" Zhao Shouzheng pulled Zhao Hao aside and said with an unbearable look on his face: "If you don't want to, then look elsewhere"
¡°I don¡¯t mind it, I just said that on purpose to save money.¡± Zhao Hao explained helplessly.
"That's it, cunning, oh no, witty!" Zhao Shouzheng suddenly realized, and said to the old manager:
"Just rent this!"
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After it was settled, Zhao Shouzheng followed the old broker¡¯s carriage back to Yahang to handle the delivery. Zhao Hao stayed in the small courtyard.
He looked at the dilapidated and desolate courtyard, with not even a place to sit, and felt a sense of absurdity in his heart.
The past few days have been like a dream. I thought that luck would come and I would finally become a young master. He could live happily, bully men and dominate women, and at the worst, he could have a soft meal. Who would have thought that in the blink of an eye, we would end up in this situation
But even if he sighs and sighs, nothing will change the reality. After feeling lost for a while, Zhao Hao cheered up, rolled up his sleeves, and prepared to clean up first.
But he searched every room, but couldn't find even a broom.
Looking at the three-legged chairs and two-legged beds in the room, Zhao Hao didn't even have the strength to smile bitterly. Sure enough, I went from Nanjing to Beijing and bought it but failed to sell it. It is estimated that this house cannot be rented out, so the old broker will take the initiative to give in.
Back in the courtyard, Zhao Hao remembered that there was a blacksmith shop at the entrance of the alley, so he was going to borrow some tools to use back.
The blacksmith shop was just a few steps away. Zhao Hao stood at the door of the shop and looked inside. He saw that the furnace was out and the blacksmithing tools were all hanging on the wall. It seemed that it was not open.
However, he heard a few coughs from the old man coming from inside. It was obviously someone.
After a slight hesitation, Zhao Hao stepped in and was about to ask loudly, is there anyone inside?
Before he could speak, the dark cotton curtain opened, and a burly, fierce-looking man escorted a man dressed as a doctor carrying a medicine box on his back.
"Well, I'm afraid your father's illness is incurable." The doctor twirled his goatee and whispered to the strong man with a serious expression.
The strong man was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he stammered: "Can even making a show kill someone?"
"Oh, it took too long" The doctor shook his head repeatedly, as if blaming him for not looking for him earlier.
The strong man's eyes were red, and he held it in for a long time before crying: "I don't dare to delay. The doctor has seen me a lot these days, and I have taken dozens of medicines, but none of them are effective."
"There's no way. Doctors don't cure illnesses, but they can prepare lives for your father." The doctor said as he stepped over the threshold and was about to go out.
Zhao Hao, who had been ignored by the two, suddenly interrupted: "Have you ever used Artemisia annua?"
The doctor then discovered that there was another person in the blacksmith shop. He is a medical authority on this street, how can he allow this yellow-mouthed kid to question him?
He stopped and looked at Zhao Hao with a sullen face: "You little brother, don't pretend to understand. Artemisia annua is used to treat malaria in "Behind the Elbow". What kind of medicinal material is Artemisia annua? I have never heard of it."
Zhao Hao was about to explain, but he continued to scold him in a cold voice: "Besides, doctors over thousands of years have repeatedly verified that malaria cannot be cured with Artemisia annua."
¡°Of course Artemisia annua cannot cure malaria, only Artemisia annua can.¡± Zhao Hao said with confidence.
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