A crazy beauty has an island, and a powerful figure from that era dotes on her.

“No…” Jian Qingyi pretended to be terrified.

You definitely can't afford to offend people.

But agreeing too quickly can give people the illusion that they've been scammed.

It really is……

Money is hard to earn, shit is hard to swallow, being a turtle is easy but getting angry is hard to bear.

"Then leave the lobster here!"

Knowing that the time was almost right, Jian Qingyi pretended to think for a moment before finally gritting her teeth and saying, "Alright! We'll do as Brother Xu says."

Inspect the goods and check the inventory.

Ten stacks of unity tokens in hand.

Jian Qingyi stuffed the large sum of money into her crossbody bag and then took out a bag of things.

"Brother Xu, lobsters are seafood, so you can't just put them in fresh water. Have someone put some of this in, and I guarantee they'll be lively and jumping around for a week."

"No wonder your goods are so fresh, it turns out you have a secret!" Director Xu reached out and took the goods, then turned around and handed them to Xiao Liu beside him.

"Look at what Brother Xu is saying. If these crabs aren't good, you can't just put them in water or even dilute them with water and give them an IV drip. If you don't believe me, try putting your little crabs and my big crab together and you'll see," Jian Qingyi said with a smile.

Those vendors catch, sort, transport, and resell crabs...

Even a cat with nine lives can't withstand this kind of torment, let alone an eight-legged crab.

After exchanging a few more pleasantries with Director Xu and finalizing the order for 1,000 crabs and 100 lobsters for the next morning, Jian Qingyi led the uncle pulling the cart away.

When they reached the street corner, Jian Qingyi took two yuan out of her pocket and handed it to the uncle.

"We agreed on one yuan..." The uncle didn't reach out.

"Uncle, just take it! You've been helping me load and unload goods, it must have been hard work for you. Consider this extra dollar as a token of my appreciation for your hard work." Jian Qingyi forcefully stuffed the money into the uncle's hand.

You should know that in her previous life, she would give tips starting from a thousand yuan.

It really is……

You don't know the cost of firewood and rice until you're in charge of the household!

After agreeing with the uncle on the time to pick up the goods tomorrow, Jian Qingyi turned around and went back to the side street she had been strolling around before.

She wasn't really familiar with Beijing.

But she knew that it wouldn't be long before this place would become a CBD where every inch of land was incredibly valuable.

Since she was already here, she certainly couldn't miss out on this incredible wealth.

It was still early, so Jian Qingyi wasn't in a hurry and walked around, looking at things as she went.

She remembered it was somewhere in this area...

These days, there are houses of all heights everywhere, and they all look pretty much the same.

Turn around.

It wasn't until she saw the large banyan tree that Jian Qingyi was certain.

She quickly stepped forward and knocked on the door.

"Boom bang bang..."

While waiting, her gaze swept over the "For Sale" sign pasted on the brown lacquered wooden door.

[A small courtyard house is for sale. If interested, please knock on the door to discuss further.]

Concise and clear.

Not a single word wasted.

The key is this calligraphy...

The pen strokes penetrate the paper with force.

Every stroke reveals the calligrapher's profound skill.

If things hadn't been discussed and agreed upon beforehand, Jian Qingyi would have wanted to peel off the inscription and keep it.

She was admiring the "For Sale" sign when she heard footsteps coming from inside the door.

Jian Qingyi subconsciously took a step back.

"Creak!"

The door opened.

"What's wrong?" The old man frowned as he looked at Jian Qingyi.

Jian Qingyi smiled and pointed to the "For Sale" sign on the brown lacquered wooden door.

"You want to buy a house?" The old man looked Jian Qingyi up and down, his face revealing no particular emotion.

"If the price is right, I'd like to buy it." Having only made a small profit, Jian Qingyi no longer had the extravagant spending spree of her previous life.

"Come in and take a look first!" The old man stepped aside, gesturing for Jian Qingyi to go in.

"Okay!" Jian Qingyi responded softly and stepped into the courtyard.

With its blue bricks and gray tiles, carved doors and windows, the courtyard is paved with bluestone slabs, except for the flower bed.

Although it only has one entrance, it is spacious.

Especially the large banyan tree near the gate, with its elegantly curved trunk and well-arranged branches.

If this tree were in the future, it would cost at least several hundred thousand.

In her previous life, her family also owned a courtyard house, but unfortunately, it was mortgaged to a casino by her spendthrift second uncle.

For this matter, the Jian family's family rules, which hadn't been used for decades, were brought out.

Stepping inside, the rustic wooden furniture exudes a gentle, subtle fragrance, while the exquisite carvings further highlight the owner's refined taste.

In an instant, Jian Qingyi knew that this was a loophole.

"Uncle, are you selling just this yard or all the furniture in the house as well?" Jian Qingyi quietly left the house.

"Together." The old man said expressionlessly.

He looks like someone who doesn't talk much.

However, this kind of person also has an advantage: they are straightforward and don't have many ulterior motives.

"Uncle, how much is your yard for sale?" Jian Qingyi looked around, but didn't go inside.

"Eighteen thousand." The old man took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.

Jian Qingyi was quite speechless.

Has this old man gained supernatural insight?!

She hadn't even had a chance to warm her hands of the 18,000 yuan.

"Uncle, I think this yard is quite nice, why do you want to sell it?" But this was what Jian Qingyi was most curious about.

"Buy it if you want, leave if you don't." The old man's face turned cold, and his tone became impatient.

Jian Qingyi: "..."

Yo ho!

She has quite a temper!

"Uncle, can you make it cheaper? 18,000 is a bit too high." Jian Qingyi wanted to try harder.

We should at least leave her some money to rebuild the roof!

And those floor tiles, several of them have cracks.

"Eighteen thousand, take it or leave it." The old man took a deep drag on his cigarette.

Jian Qingyi: "..."

This old man must be a white phosphorus!

It can ignite on its own.

"Do you have a property certificate for this house?" Jian Qingyi gave up on bargaining.

She didn't want to get so worked up over such a small amount that she would develop breast nodules.

"Isn't that obvious?" The old man's tone was extremely rude.

Thinking of the uniform huanghuali furniture in the room, Jian Qingyi held back.

"When should we go to complete the transfer of ownership?" she asked patiently.

"As long as you have money, anything is fine now." The old man took a drag of his cigarette.

"Okay, let's go now." Jian Qingyi was too lazy to argue with him anymore.

"You have money?" The old man looked at Jian Qingyi suspiciously.

Jian Qingyi patted the crossbody bag in front of her.

Worried that the old man wouldn't believe her, she took out a stack of ten-yuan notes from her bag and handed them to him, saying, "Consider this one thousand yuan as a deposit."

The old man then threw away his cigarette butt and got up.

After taking the money and counting it twice to make sure it was correct, the old man took out a small notebook from his pocket, wrote a receipt, and handed it to Jian Qingyi.

"Remember to return it to me later."

“Okay!” Jian Qingyi reached out and took it.

After glancing at the alarm clock in the room, the old man quickly went back inside to retrieve his identification.

after an hour.

Jian Qingyi now held a private property ownership certificate, but her crossbody bag was completely empty.

"Since it's still early, do you want me to go with you to deposit the money?" Jian Qingyi was a little worried when she saw the old man carrying a big bag of ten-yuan bills.

If he were robbed, the old man would be devastated!

"You just need to take care of yourself." The old man rolled his eyes.

Jian Qingyi: "..."

She finally understood what it meant to...

One act of initiative can lead to a lifetime of introversion.