The God of Wealth: The growth journey of the poor white rich beauty

Ye Jin was almost choked to death by the shock of the news. After he recovered, he still looked at Song Tang in disbelief.

Song Dabo squatted on the ground and criticized Ye Jin with dissatisfaction. There were still food residues that Ye Jin had just sprayed out on his big head.

Ye Jin didn't bother to continue asking Song Tang, and hurriedly picked up Song Tang's big head embarrassedly to clean his hair.

Song Tang looked at the scene in front of him and laughed for a long time. After he calmed down, he continued to explain to Ye Jin.

"My family gave me a courtyard house a long time ago, but since it's always been convenient to live here in Manhe, I've never lived there once."

"I discussed it with Sister Zhou yesterday and decided to spend New Year's Day at the Siheyuan, and use it as a bridal warming."

Only then did Ye Jin understand what Song Tang meant, but she was still a little surprised.

You have to know that if you are not born with a Kyoto courtyard house, you will probably just be able to see it in your lifetime.

Don't compare it to those large, multi-family compounds, or those courtyards where multiple families live. The property rights in these houses are unclear, and the living conditions are so poor that even access to toilets is a problem. It's common for two or even three generations of a family to be squeezed into one small house.

But Song Tang's was different. After listening to her description for a long time, it sounded like an independent large courtyard with four entrances. It was too scary. You couldn't even buy this thing with money.

When Ye Jin heard that Song Tang invited them to spend New Year's Day together in the courtyard, she was surprised but also a little happy.

It’s my first time to spend New Year’s Day away from home, and I’ll be happy to have the company of my roommates.

It was almost time for dinner when Zhao Zihong and Han Jing came back, both carrying packed food.

After the event, Han Jing thought everyone should be in the dormitory. As for Zhao Zihong, her fellow villagers wanted to invite her to sing, but she refused.

The two of them met in the cafeteria. Fortunately, they met, otherwise each of them would have packed up enough for everyone in the dormitory, and would have had to take home double the amount, which would have been a huge waste.

"Oh, what a coincidence, you two came back together." Song Tang said with a smile.

The two put the things on the table and immediately took Song Da's head from Song Tang.

"I was planning to bring some food back and met you in the cafeteria." Han Jing said as she handed the cat to Zhao Zihong and went to open the food she brought back.

"Well, let's eat first, it will get cold soon." Zhao Zihong stroked Song Dabo's head a few times, and put it on the ground when Song Dabo protested. The two still fight from time to time.

The four of them gathered together for dinner, and Song Tang repeated to them what he had just said to Ye Jin.

As expected, the foresighted Ye Jin jumped away in advance.

Zhao Zihong and Han Jing were also shocked and coughed for a long time. Fortunately, they both tilted their heads to face outside, otherwise the meal on the table would be ruined.

The two people who had recovered their shock looked speechlessly at Song Tang who was smirking, and Ye Jin who was frowning.

If they still can't see that Song Tang did it on purpose, they are really fools.

He didn't even bother eating the meal. He pushed Song Tang onto the chair and started beating him up. Even Ye Jin came over quietly and rubbed Song Tang's little face twice.

In the end, everyone let her go only after Song Tang begged for mercy.

"Song Tang, is the yard big? Is it the same as what they show on TV?"

After Zhao Zihong finished eating, he wiped his mouth, leaned back in his chair and asked curiously.

Hearing this, Song Tang thought about it carefully. It had only been the first time she and Zhou Jing had been there, and it had been a long time.

"It's big, very big, with four courtyards. There's even a small garden at the back."

"As for what's shown in the TV series, there are some differences. The exterior design of the houses is similar, but the interiors are different. The houses in the TV series also look like those of a bygone era."

"I've seen all the houses in this yard. The interior decoration is no different from modern houses. They have everything you need."

"In general, it's one thing on the outside and one thing on the inside."

Han Jing and Ye Jin cleaned up their food and sat on chairs with a fascinated look on their faces.

"Wouldn't it be nice to have an antique exterior and a comfortable and convenient living environment inside?"

Song Tang nodded in agreement with Han Jing's statement. It was indeed as Han Jing said.

……

There were no classes that afternoon, so the four of them drove two small mini cars out of the campus.

Since they were free anyway, a few of them decided to go to Qianmen Street and take a walk around the Bell and Drum Tower.

By the way, I'll see if there are any interesting little things that I can take to decorate the courtyard.

In the freezing cold weather, the four of them were strolling along Qianmen Street, each holding a cup of hot milk tea, not feeling the cold at all.

Even in such a cold day, there are still many tourists on the street, and the exquisite shops on both sides are full of people. Although the prices of the items are quite high, there are still many people buying them.

There are also street singers who are still singing passionately in this cold weather.

Song Tang and the other three now had candied haws in their hands, and they gathered around the street singer, listening happily.

They looked like a couple, the boy was singing and the girl was sitting next to him, waiting obediently.

"thank you all."

After the song was finished, the boy bowed to the crowd while holding his guitar.

Warm applause erupted from the surroundings; the boy's singing was indeed good. Many people came forward to scan the QR code and give him tips, including both locals and tourists from other places.

Song Tang also happily stepped forward and scanned two hundred yuan.

Hearing the sound coming from the payment phone, not only the singer and his girlfriend, but also many tourists looked at Song Tang in surprise.

You have to know that in such occasions, most people only give a few dollars as a tip. It is not uncommon for people to give a tip of hundreds of dollars, but it is rare.

Seeing that Song Tang was a pretty girl, the boy could only bow again to express his gratitude. However, his girlfriend, the gentle girl with long hair, walked up to Song Tang and thanked her.

They also asked Song Tang what songs he wanted to hear, and they gave Song Tang a song.

Song Tang and the other three gathered together and whispered, and finally they wanted to listen to "Light Chaser".

Soon, the gentle sound of guitar was heard, followed by the singer's clear voice.

"If you were a firework on the sea..."

The singing was so good that more and more people gathered around to watch. Many of them followed the beat and clapped their hands to keep the rhythm.

Ye Jin clapped his hands happily and hummed along with the singer's song.

Zhao Zihong clapped her hands and said to Song Tang beside her, "You sang really well. I heard that Phoenix Band will be holding a concert at the Kyoto Bird's Nest next spring. Do you want to go to the concert together?"

Hearing this, Song Tang happily turned his head and looked at Zhao Zihong, "Really? Are you sure it really will happen?"

Song Tang had never experienced watching a concert before. When he heard what Zhao Zihong said, he became interested and kept asking Zhao Zihong whether the news was true.

Seeing Song Tang's interest, Zhao Zihong hesitated. "They should be. They're on tour now. They have a concert in Kyoto in the spring, but we don't know the exact date yet."

Han Jing and Ye Jin, who were listening on the side, were about to say something when suddenly there was a commotion and noise coming from the crowd watching the singing.

"Who are you? Why are you pushing so hard? Don't you see there are so many people here?"