"Yes, it's just buying a house." Pan Ren said with a grim smile. Buying paintings will arouse the suspicion of the playboy. In the eyes of the bastard, this painting is worthless, but what would he think when someone bids?

This is a very simple truth. When this person knows the value of painting, he will inevitably invite someone to learn about painting. At that time, the price will not be the same as the same as the same.

"We just say that we like that house and be clean. We will establish another deed and say that we want to buy a house. No instruments in the house are allowed to be taken away, and we must remain intact. As long as the playboy signs the document and immediately leads people to drive them away, isn't this painting the one from me, Mr. Pan?"

Mr. Xu suddenly realized, shook his head and raised his thumbs up: "The boss is so skillful."

"Haha..." Pan Ren laughed, finally calmed down, sat at the desk and said, "Who would have thought that I was a drunkard and was not in the room? Mr. Xu, you can do this. I will take someone outside to wait. When the time comes, I will go in and drive people away."

"In addition..." Pan Ren's eyes flashed with cunning, and he knocked on the table and said, "You go and ask if that person's surname is Chen, and you should be more cautious when checking his family background."

Mr. Xu hurriedly said, "Okay, the students will go tomorrow morning. Let's go to the nearby area to inquire, and then go to negotiate with them for the price."

Pan Ren waved his hand: "Mr. Xu, please rest earlier, you will be grateful."

Mr. Xu bowed and left.

Pan Ren moved the oil lamp closer, spread out the painting and looked at it, but he was motionless and had no sleepiness.

It was not until dawn that Pan Ren had not slept for a night. The rooster cried twice and then told someone to invite Mr. Xu to get up. Mr. Xu came over with sleepy eyes. After Pan Ren told him, he sent him away.

Mr. Xu took the mission and went to the street early in the morning. Following Pan Ren's instructions, he arrived at Chen Ao's house at dawn. At this time, there were not many people on the street, and there was only a lonely peddler carrying goods to sell cooked cakes not far away.

Mr. Xu thought, took out a few cents from his bag, and went over to the peddler and said, "Come two pancakes."

The peddler shouted loudly: "Okay, guest, it's four cents in total." He took the money, picked out two hot cakes from the shelves and wrapped them in straw paper, and gave them respectfully to Mr. Xu.

Mr. Xu said: "You usually sell cooked cakes here?"

The peddler smiled honestly: "I'm not hiding the guest officials. The young man sold the imperial city temple two years ago. There were a lot of people there, and the business was good. Later, a few thugs came and said that the imperial city temple was their territory, and the young man had to pay the usual monthly payment without paying money. The young man was so angry that he turned to here to make a living."

Mr. Xu nodded and tasted a bite of the cake. It tasted good. He knew that the man was not telling a lie, so he pointed to the house behind the peddler and asked, "Do you know the owner of this house? Who is he and what kind of business he does?"

The peddler shook his head: "You are talking about Mr. Chen?" He sighed: "Young Master Chen, hey, it's hard to describe it. His family was originally one of the best families in Bianjing City. His father and grandfather were both high-ranking officials, but he had such an incompetent son. Before his father Sanqi had passed, Mr. Chen summoned his friends everywhere to eat and drink, and the mountains of gold and silver were destroyed in just a few years. The old house was sold and moved here, and he lived a life of porcelain bottles and gold and silver jewelry every day. A few days ago, he also took a fox fur worth hundreds of cents of coins to be used as a fox fur a few cents of coins. The fox fur was really a good product, but unfortunately he only exchanged for three or five cents of coins when he arrived at the pawn shop. I'm going to tell you, if it weren't for the small tight hand, I wanted to buy this fox fur and wear it for my wife. It's a pity."

The peddler then smiled again: "But Mr. Chen is not good at being a good man and the young man have nothing to do with him. Who has not lost his family? Anyway, he will come to visit my stall early in the morning. Six cooked cakes a day are not moving. Speaking of which, he also takes care of a lot of small businesses, don't you think?"

"Yes, yes." Mr. Xu nodded and said in his heart: "It seems that the boss is absolutely true."

The peddler smiled and continued, "It's very strange these days. Why are there always people coming to inquire about Mr. Chen?"

"Oh? Someone else comes to inquire about him?" Mr. Xu was slightly stunned and said to himself: "No one else knows about this, it's not good. You have to settle this matter quickly, otherwise there will be more dreams."

The peddler said, "A girl came the day before yesterday. She must be from a wealthy family. She also asked Mr. Chen about her family background. The young man asked her what she did, but the girl didn't say it, but she took care of the young man's business and bought ten cooked cakes in one go."

Mr. Xu's face was a little gloomy, so he ignored the peddler and knocked directly on the door. The one who opened the door was a servant, so of course it was Wu Saner. Wu Saner opened the door a crack and saw that it was a stranger. He looked impatient and said, "Who are you looking for?"

"Is the owner of this house here?"

Wu Saner showed vigilance: "What are you doing with my young master?"

Mr. Xu said with a smile: "Please inform me, and I said I liked this house and wanted to buy it."

"There is no house sold here." Wu Saner said in a bad voice, and a bang turned away Mr. Xu.

Mr. Xu knocked on the door again, and Wu Saner opened the door and cursed: "Are you crazy? You said that you would not sell your house here, and you would buy a house and go to the street."

Mr. Xu took out a few cents and stuffed them into Wu Saner's hand, and said with a smile: "Don't misunderstand, the student is a scholar. He comes from another place and plans to deal with next year's scientific examination. Seeing that the house is quiet, he wants to buy it and do his homework. The little money is collected. The guy just needs to inform him that whether to sell the house or not is your son's business."

Wu Saner collected the money and finally smiled, saying, "It's really strange. A woman was coming to buy a house the day before yesterday, and she also said she wanted to buy it for their young master to study. Why is someone here again today? Could it be that this house is really weird and is there Wenquxing?"

Mr. Xu was stunned and asked quickly: "Someone came to buy this house the day before yesterday? How much does she offer? Has it been sold?"

Wu Saner said: "That person offered a price of 200 yuan. Originally, my young master was willing, but the lady did not agree, saying that we only had this place to shelter from the wind and rain, and we could not sell it."

"This house can be bought for only seventy or eighty cents. You won't sell that girl for two hundred cents?" Mr. Xu felt it was incredible.

"You don't know this. The girl said that if you buy the house, you won't be able to move any of the utensils inside. You can buy it at the same time as two hundred cents, so my lady will naturally not sell it."

Mr. Xu took a deep breath and said in his heart: "It's not just my boss who knows that he must buy this house today."

He smiled and said to Wu Saner: "Then please go and report it quickly, brother."
Chapter completed!