After being reborn as a man, the woman improved her family's fortunes through education.

Tan and Zhao looked in the direction of the footsteps and saw a spirited six or seven-year-old boy dressed in a cotton outfit.

Was a servant sent?

The boy stopped and cupped his hands in greeting to the two young masters: "Greetings, gentlemen. My master was delayed by some business and sent me to inform you first. Please wait for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn."

When the broker's coachman informed Jiang Xiaoqi, Madam Jiang's people also arrived at the side courtyard, saying they had something to discuss.

Since buying a house wasn't something that could be done immediately, he first went to the main courtyard with the servants from the Jiang family and asked Wenbin to come and inform them first, along with the broker's coachman.

He had also told Wenbin that if the other buyer wanted to wait, they could wait; if they didn't want to wait, they could simply give up the house.

Wenbin naturally asked the two if they could wait for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, since the place wasn't far from the Jiang residence, and the young master should be able to arrive in time.

If the young master really doesn't make it, I can just mention that he offered the house to me. Even if the other party turns against me, since the young master isn't here, I won't have to bear their anger; I can take it on myself.

It must be said that Wenbin has been well-educated by Butler Wen. He can think of these things at such a young age. Given time, he will not be difficult to become a capable person like his grandfather.

"Wait?" Tan Hao consulted Zhao Hongxuan, since Zhao Hongxuan had brought more people and was also paying the majority of the money.

Zhao Hongxuan nodded in agreement: "It's only the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. We've already waited for half an hour, so what's a little more time? Perhaps that person will feel guilty and give up the house."

Tan Hao then said to Wenbin, "We can wait, but if your young master doesn't come soon, we'll just buy the house."

Wenbin smiled and replied, "Of course. Although this house is favored by our young master, the deed has not yet been signed. My young master said that this is the fault of the brokerage firm and has nothing to do with you two. Both sides are victims."

Tan and Zhao felt that the word "victim" was well used, since it was indeed the brokerage's fault. Seeing that the other party was reasonable, they found a pavilion to sit down and wait.

After an incense stick had burned, the sound of horses' hooves came from afar.

"Whoa~" Lin Feng reined in his horse, nimbly dismounted, and then gently lifted Jiang Xiaoqi off the horse.

Jiang Xiaoqi straightened the student's slightly crooked hair bun: Whew~ That was so exciting, this feeling of speeding like lightning!

Lin Feng dropped the person off, then mounted his horse and left. After all, the young master hadn't told him to come in, which meant he didn't need Lin Feng to stay.

"Young Master, you've arrived! These are Young Master Tan and Young Master Zhao," Wenbin greeted them shrewdly, not giving the broker a chance to show off.

"Yes, thank you for your trouble, Wenbin. Gentlemen, my name is Jiang Mingfei. I apologize for being delayed by something when I went out. I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

Looking at the four or five-year-old child in front of them, Tan and Zhao were a little confused. Was this child a beginner who had just started learning to read and write? They were already students who had completed their studies. Was it considered bullying the weak and taking advantage of the weak to compete with him for the house?

"Um, Mr. Jiang, are you the one who wants to buy this house?"

Actually, you can look at other places; we chose this place because it's convenient for studying.

"This place is very close to the Jiang Clan School where we studied. You can also look around near the private school where you started your education," Zhao Hongxuan suggested.

Jiang Xiaoqi shook her head and said in a childish voice, "If that's the case, then I have the same reason as you two. After all, I also study at the Jiang Clan School."

Tan Hao and Zhao Hongxuan exchanged a glance, both seeing the surprise in each other's eyes.

Jiang Xiaoqi continued, "This house is only two streets away from the school, which is very convenient. There are no vendors around, and it is clean and quiet, making it very suitable for scholars to live in."

"Since you two have also set your sights on this place, then let's compete fairly!"

Jiang Xiaoqi didn't intend to use Lord Jiang's power to intimidate them. After all, the two people in front of him were clearly not from ordinary families. In terms of family background, he might not be able to compete with them, and there was no need for it.

Tan Hao and Zhao Hongxuan were surprised by Jiang Xiaoqi's insistence and had no choice but to ask about the fair competition law.

"Young masters, let's find some obscure books and see who can memorize more content in the same amount of time. Whoever can do that wins."

The winner gets to buy this three-courtyard house, and the loser can either buy the two-courtyard house next door or choose another place. What do you think?

Jiang Xiaoqi initially wanted to buy two apartments, one for himself and one for rent, but now he has changed his mind. He believes in leaving room for future encounters, especially with a classmate who is clearly extraordinary.

One house near the clan school is enough; the other house, as a fixed asset investment, can be chosen elsewhere.

Zhao Hongxuan glanced at his friend Tan Hao and told Jiang Xiaoqi that the two of them had no objections. After all, with Tan Hao having a photographic memory, they were sure to win!

Seeing that the two had agreed, Jiang Xiaoqi asked the broker to go to the bookstore and buy a few obscure and difficult books that were not needed for the imperial examinations. He would pay for them, but he didn't specify which books to buy, meaning he would let the broker decide for himself.

The broker returned quickly and placed a stack of books on the stone table. Tan Hao first picked up a copy of "The Legend of Lingjiu" and began reading it quickly, turning the pages faster as he became engrossed in the book.

To ensure absolute fairness, all books were made in duplicate, and Jiang Xiaoqi naturally had a copy of "The Legend of Lingjiu".

Time passed slowly, and the two put down their books almost simultaneously, their eyes meeting.

"Young Master Tan, please go first!"

The moment right after you finish reading is when your memory is at its best; as time goes by, you will gradually forget some of the contents of the book.

This is the characteristic of short-term memory; the longer the time, the more you forget, because you don't truly understand it and it's just rote memorization.

"Okay." Tan Hao didn't argue; he could always let the other side go first in the next round.

Tan Hao speaks clearly, with a distinctive northern accent, his voice rising and falling in cadence, and his pace neither too fast nor too slow, narrating the world of the book in a gentle and detailed manner.

Listening to this, Jiang Xiaoqi secretly praised: Amazing! This person is only seven or eight years old, yet he truly possesses photographic memory, unlike Jiang Xiaoqi, who cheats by taking Marrow Cleansing Pills every day to enhance his memory and concentration.

After the other person finished reciting, Jiang Xiaoqi realized that the other person had recited it word for word, and sincerely praised, "Young Master Tan is amazing, I admire you!"

Then I started memorizing it myself, without missing a single word.

Tan Gao was no less shocked than Jiang Xiaoqi, and Zhao Hongxuan's eyes were also wide open.

Zhao: Oh my god, I wish I could meet just one extraordinary person in my lifetime! How come there's an even smaller version of this extraordinary person?! I can't live like this anymore!

After finishing one book, the two picked up another, "The Lost Tomb 2: The Wrath of the Sea," and the score remained tied.

The third book, the fourth book, the fifth book...

As evening approached and all the books were used up, the score remained tied. Tan Gao felt he had lost, as his recitation of the later parts was not fluent enough.

Zhao Hongxuan insisted that the score was tied, and Tan Gao could only blush and acquiesce, feeling for the first time that he had violated the principles of gentlemanly conduct.

"You guys draw lots!"

The yawning man squatting to the side couldn't stand it anymore. All that classical Chinese was making his head spin!

Selling the same house twice is the biggest regret of his life! If he's wrong, give him a good kick in the gut, don't torture him with some incomprehensible nonsense!

The lot-maker, of course, made two slips of paper, one labeled "Middle" and the other "Empty." The person who drew the "Middle" lot won the right to purchase a three-story mansion.

"please!"

"please!"

Both of them grabbed a crumpled piece of paper at the same time.