The sales office is already crazy.

Looking at the countless hanging places, people were still snatching them crazy before, and people were running around to tell each other, thinking... they had a bargain to pick them up.

But slowly, something went wrong.

Why is this house... endless?

Day 1...

Ten thousand acres were hung out.

Sell ​​three thousand acres.

On the second day, the remaining 7,000 acres were hung out, but another 5,000 acres were added.

On the third day... the signboard that hung was almost desperate.

Thirty thousand acres.

Suddenly, the surging crowd ran away again.

Wang Jinyuan drooped his head, held a fly swatter, and patted several salesmen's heads to play, and the salesmen cried.

It was obvious that everyone was still snatching it a few days ago.

"Shopkeeper Wang, Zhangguan Wang, it's not good. Many second-hand mansions have been hung in the store, all of which are in urgent need of sale."

"Oh." Wang Jinyuan said: "I understand."

All fools understand.

A few days ago, the price of the mansion rose sharply, which not only made many people who did not buy a mansion rush to the sales office with their silver desperately. Those who wanted to sell did not dare to sell it. They held it in their hands and waited for the increase.

Not only that, there are many people, and they already have a house, but they just want to make money. Judging from the price of the house, the price per day is getting higher and higher, so they can't sit still. Therefore... they went to Xishan Money House to apply for loans, first use the original house as collateral, get the silver, and then buy the second house, then... then raise money everywhere, buy the third house and the fourth house.

After more than a month of popularity, a group of people were like madmen, trying to toss the mansion to 45,000 taels.

Just 45,000 taels, but the price on Huainan Road is all out of the Third Ring Road.

But now... Xishan Jianye is crazy and has rented out tens of thousands of acres of houses, and they have to buy as much as they want. Everyone suddenly finds that they can't buy the houses, and the more they buy, they become more and more cautious.

No one bought the mansion and everyone ran away.

Wang Jinyuan suddenly felt that... his life had little meaning.

"Hey... why are these people as smart as monkeys?" Wang Jinyuan slapped the fly swatter and slapped the salesman's head hard.

The salesman uttered a chuckle and licked his face and smiled: "Shopkeeper Wang beat him well. After this shot, he was like a villain's rebirth of his parents. The villain was stupid and his parents were not born well. After this shot, Manager Wang suddenly felt as if there was a divine power, which kept pouring into the villain's spiritual consciousness and became smarter."

Another salesman put his head on: "Shopkeeper Wang beat me, beat me!"

"Get out!" Wang Jinyuan grinned his teeth and looked at these shameless things with disgust.

He was wondering in his mind... Young Master... Has he suffered a brain disease?

Every once in a while, someone came and brought terrible news: "Shopkeeper Wang was so scared, so scared. Ya Xing's house was hung with a hundred acres. The price in one hour actually plummeted by more than a thousand taels."

...

"Shopkeeper Wang, it's not good, it's falling again, it's falling again..."

...

"Shopkeeper Wang..."

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Bubugao and go to the courtyard on Tongzhou Road, Xincheng.

In the middle of the night, seven-foot white silk hanging on the beams of the house.

An official wearing a black hat looked up at the white silk hanging in the air.

At this moment, he burst into tears.

His eyes were full of despair, and after shivering, he slowly stepped onto a low stool and held the white silk in both hands. He suddenly wailed: "Fang... Ji... Fan... You are something that is worse than a dog..."

Then, he put his head into the white silk.

He looked at the void with his eyes blank, his legs trembled, and finally he mustered up the courage, kicked his legs and kicked over the stool.

Then, his whole body hung on the white silk, his eyes burst out, and his legs lost their support. Perhaps at this moment, he suddenly felt instinctive desire to survive. His legs began to struggle, but the more he struggled, the more he felt suffocating.

...

Finally, someone broke open the door.

It's a woman.

The woman howled: "Come, come, come, come, come, master... He hangs himself, please save someone..."

Suddenly, the mansion became boiling, and many people rushed out and rushed into the house, and people rescued the master.

The master was coughing desperately, and the woman took out a handkerchief, wiped her tears, and cried: "Master, why are you so unconscious? There is no way to go. Isn't it just owed a lot of money and bought a house? This house has only fallen for two days, and who knows whether it will rise tomorrow? Master, if you die, how can we live in our family? You don't think about it, you owe so much loans and owes so much, it's enough to go, but how can we live, how can we live..."

The master finally understood and said that his first sentence was to widen his eyes: "Life, no matter what you live, you're dead, you're dead, how can you live? I borrowed 170,000 taels, my relatives and friends all borrowed them, and the coffin book was taken out. There was another 130,000 taels in Xishan Money House. This is the debt of the donkey rolling over, but in just one day, tens of thousands of taels fell in the day. Tomorrow... I don't know what happened, and for another two days, the down payment will be paid in vain. If you want to sell the house to stop the loss and make up the hole, can you sell it? Can you sell it?"

After the master said that, he cried like a child.

Fang Jifan's dog thing, he is not a human being, he is trying to force people to death.

Over the past month, the market has risen sharply. How many people think it is profitable and are selling well.

People mistakenly believe that this mansion will only rise, not fall, and no matter how bad it is, it will not lose. Many officials, wealthy monks, and even eunuchs have tried their best to raise money and smash them into it. Not only are the Japanese, and the two noble children from North Korea who came to Beijing half a month ago, have entered the trap, but I still don’t know how many people are following each other.

Now it's OK.

It's all over, and Fang Jifan jumped off the building and sold it out, and tens of thousands of acres of land were thrown out directly. Is there still a way out? Is there any?

The whole family... all cried. When they said this, they hugged their heads and cried bitterly.

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Fang Jifan got up early.

As for the day of the court meeting, after all, King Xing came to the capital, and His Majesty personally held the court meeting. Obviously, he valued King Chongxing and wanted to express his love for King Xing to the people of the world.

It is said that King Xing will go, and... his son.

What's the name...oh, Zhu Houcan.

This is really...a child...

Fang Jifan was dressing happily and washing, but he saw Wang Jinyuan appearing at the door of the house early in the morning.

He paced back and forth in a hurry. When the middle door opened, the young master came out, and he went forward like crazy: "Young master, young master, you can't hold on anymore, you can't hold on anymore. What should I do? But what should I do? Yesterday, I only sold more than 70 acres, and the sales volume plummeted several times compared to the past. Young master, look..."

Fang Jifan had a tense face and looked calm: "Oh, I got it, get out of here, don't stop me from getting into the car."

"Young Master..." Wang Jinyuan wailed, knelt down, and grabbed Fang Jifan's skirt: "Young Master, how can you sell this house? This is not a killing chicken to keep warm. I have never seen him shoot himself in the foot."

Fang Jifan looked gloomy: "Do you think I think? It's not those dog officials who are always talking and talking, and they are there every day. They don't do serious things, and have a good life. However, they all think that things are not about themselves, and they are acting arrogantly with their mouths. Do you think I want to smash the market? This young master is teaching the dog officials in this capital to be human beings, so that they know what it means to take the world as their own responsibility and do not matter to themselves? OK, I earn tens of millions of taels of silver less, what's the matter? For justice, I regard money as dirt. As for them, let them all die,

Wang Jinyuan was a little confused, darn... why can't I understand?

Young Master... This is really a brain disorder, look at him being incoherent.

What did Wang Jinyuan want to say?

Fang Jifan had already boarded the car and the door was not closed. Fang Jifan sat on the sofa, raised his feet, his eyes became deep, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He slowly picked up the tea that someone had already soaked and placed in the tea table in the carriage. He sipped the tea and said slowly: "Today... I'll hang out another 10,000 acres of land."

"Ah..." Wang Jinyuan's mouth was bigger than an egg: "The previous land was already unsold..."

"If you don't hang up, you will hang up tonight!"

Fang Jifan had already closed the car door and was too lazy to listen to his longing.

The world is pure.

This is the magical magic of a carriage. People sit in the carriage and don’t care about the people outside.

The groom had already whipped and beat the horse away.

Wang Jinyuan shivered.

He... knew in his heart that the young master could do everything.

A scene of him hanging in the young master's room after being stripped naked appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but shivered.

At the same time, a terrible thought emerged in his mind, why was he stripped naked in this picture?

Why...

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The Minister of War Ma Wensheng got on the car with anxiety on his face. He could not delay the morning court this morning for a moment, but he seemed to have not had a good sleep all night yesterday, and he seemed worried and got on the car without getting tired.

At this time... someone hurried to the carriage and quickly walked into the carriage. He squatted and whispered to Ma Wensheng: "Master... Where is Yaxing... there is a sign today... it is closed..."

Ma Wensheng couldn't help but tremble, his face even more miserable. He frowned: "Why?"

"Anyway, I can't sell it, no one cares about it... God knows... how much will it fall tomorrow."

"Oh." Ma Wensheng nodded and reluctantly calmed down: "I understand, you go down."

"yes."

The man got out of the car and carefully closed the door for Ma Wensheng.

Ma Wensheng frowned and leaned against the sofa.

Although he had not slept all night, his eyes were covered in blue, but he still had no sleepiness at all.

The carriage... had moved and headed towards the Daming Palace.

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Chapter completed!