"Chen Xiucai, can you show me the velvet paper in your hand?"

Zhan Yangchun took a step forward, looking excited, as if he had discovered something good.

Chen Tang was completely unlucky and handed him the velvet paper.

Zhan Yangchun took it in his hand, looked over and over, his eyes brighter and brighter, and he said, "Yes, it's really it."

Chen Tang couldn't help asking: "Master Zhan, what is this piece of velvet?"

Zhan Yangchun didn't answer and asked back, "Chen Xiucai, where did you get this thing?"

Chen Tang replied: "It was my father who stayed there. He is a rogue who loves to travel around the world and seeks the secluded and triumph. I also recently got through old things and found them. I saw that it seemed to be sheepskin."

Zhan Yangchun smiled and said, "This is not sheepskin, but painted skin."

When Chen Tang heard the word "painted skin", he was shocked.

Zhan Yangchun didn't explain too much and said, "Some things that you can't sleep or eat when you hear them are not a good thing... Chen Xiucai, this thing is useless to you. Are you willing to give up and sell it to me?"

Chen Tang murmured in his heart: I have long been given the benefits... But he will not easily tell others about the secrets of "Shanyang Sutra".

He said, "This velvet is the relics of my father..."

Zhan Yangchun looked up at his dilapidated tiled house and said, "I can pay a high price."

"How many?"

Chen Tang immediately became energetic.

As the other party said, the blank paper left after the portrait was absorbed did not have any practical value to him. Whether it was sheepskin, human skin, or painted skin, it was better to exchange for silver.

After spending two hundred yuan to return the gods, Chen Tang is now embarrassed again and needs money very much.

Zhan Yangchun thought for a while and stretched out three fingers.

"Three hundred coins?"

Chen Tang was a little disappointed.

Three hundred dollars may not be a small amount, but in his opinion, it is just a price to sell a piece of calligraphy to Mr. Zhao San.

Zhan Yangchun shook his head and said slowly: "No, it's three thousand coins."

Hearing this number, Chen Tang took a deep breath and seemed a little dizzy in his head: Three thousand coins, how much does it cost?

Thirty large coins, three hundred medium coins, three thousand small coins...

If it is filled with a small amount of money, I am afraid it won’t be able to hold it.

"Master Zhan, are you kidding me?"

Chen Tang couldn't believe it.

Zhan Yangchun smiled and said, "I have never been rude, but I don't have that much money on me now. I need you and I to go to the city of the city and go to Zhao's mansion. I will lend it to you for the third master."

As he said that, he turned to face Mr. Zhao: "Mr. Third Master, I'll bother you this time."

He spent 3,000 yuan to buy a piece of velvet paper. Even though Mr. Zhao was knowledgeable and used to big business, he couldn't help but change his face slightly. However, he knew that practicing martial arts requires money, and practicing Taoism requires even more money. When he spent money, it was like surging water, without any basic points.

Not to mention anything else, just talking about Zhao Sanye practicing boxing every day, spending money on calligraphy and painting, buying various medicinal materials for tonics, and fine food and drink every day, on average, he can get nearly 100 yuan a day.

For most families, this money is completely astronomical and cannot afford it.

According to what Mr. Zhao San knew, the cost of practicing Taoism is about twice as much as that of practicing martial arts. Only when a large amount of money is spent can one develop some famous climate.

He immediately said generously: "Master Zhan said, it's just three thousand coins, no problem."

At that moment, the group rushed to Panzhou Prefecture and came to Zhao Prefecture. Master Zhao San ordered people to get three thousand coins, all of which were big money, a total of thirty pieces. They were packed in a brocade bag. They were heavy, weighing four or five pounds, and were very heavy.

Every big money is filled with gold.

Chen Tang took the money and handed the velvet paper to Zhan Yangchun, which meant that the transaction was completed.

Carrying this bag of heavy money, Chen Tang also had an extremely unreal feeling. A moment ago, he was still a poor scholar who was worthless, but now he is a wealthy expert with huge sums of money.

Life is really urinary. When you hold it, your bladder is swelling and painful, and you can't get rid of it. When you collapse, it pours out like a swelling, splashing...

Mr. Zhao looked at him with a smile: "Siucai Chen, it's not safe for you to bring so much money on you now."

When Chen Tang heard this, he felt a little furious and asked, "What advice does the Third Master have?"

"I wonder if you want to buy a house in the mansion?"

When Chen Tang heard this, he became interested. As a person from another time and space, he had a deep obsession with the house and said quickly: "I wonder if the third master will introduce you?"

Mr. Zhao laughed: "To be honest, I am under the name of the Welfare Escort Agency. There is an idle house with two in and two out on Hanmo Street. The environment is elegant and quite good. If the price is sold to Chen Xiucai, you will get a discount of only two thousand yuan."

He paused and said, "If you are afraid that I will cheat you, you can go and inquire about the market first."

Chen Tang hurriedly said, "I believe in the morality of Master Zhao San."

After several contacts, he knew something about Mr. Zhao and Zhan Yangchun. He was definitely a believer and worthy of his merits.

Zhan Yangchun got the velvet paper and was full of joy and said with a smile: "Chen Xiucai, I am not just a broker for the third master. The house on Hanmo Street will be sold slowly according to the market conditions, and it is estimated that it can be sold for 2,500 yuan or even 3,000 yuan."

Chen Tang thought for a while and gritted his teeth: "Can I go and have a look first?"

Mr. Zhao San said: "Of course."

So everyone went to Hanmo Street.

The house was at the end of the street, slightly off the side. It was facing the street, and a big locust tree was stretched out not far from the door, like a big umbrella.

The house is really good, with blue brick walls and green tiled roofs. The overall look is simple, elegant and quiet, and has a humanistic atmosphere. The inside is appropriately structured, with a front yard and a back yard, a main room, three rooms, a main hall, a kitchen and a utility room, all of which are available.

There are also many furniture and things in the house, and these solid wood furniture alone are worth one or two hundred yuan.

Chen Tang looked at Huanxi and immediately made a decision: "San Master, I bought this house."

The two parties immediately signed the document. Mr. Zhao San was in Panzhou Prefecture and had a favor in the government office. Therefore, the procedures for transferring the deeds were handled smoothly and completed in just a short time. If the process was normal, it would take at least two or three days.

After doing all this, it was already dark.

It can be said that in order to help with this matter, the head of Liu, the household in the state yamen, postponed the get off work time.

In order to express his gratitude, Chen Tang wanted to be the host and invited Chief Liu, Mr. Zhao and others to have dinner at Sihailou.

After eating and drinking, Chen Tang came to pay the bill, but the shopkeeper said that Mr. Zhao had already given the money for the wine and food.

Chen Tang had to give up when he heard this.

It was already night, and the gate of Panzhou Prefecture was closed and there was no entry or exit. Fortunately, when leaving the house, Chen Tang reminded Su Ling that if he couldn't get back, he would stay in the city for the night, so Su Ling would not worry.

Saying goodbye to Mr. Zhao and others, Chen Tang returned to the house he just bought.
Chapter completed!