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Chapter 24 Smoke rising from ancestral graves

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    Fang Jinglong touched his belly and said with a cheerful smile: "It's just a guess. I'm very happy to be a father. I'm very happy."

    But at this point, Fang Jinglong felt sad again: "The only flaw is the land in our family. Hey, these are all ancestral properties. I'm sorry for our ancestors! Our Fang family, after several generations, has only bought other people's land.  Where are the people who sell land? It¡¯s because the descendants are unworthy! Of course, son, don¡¯t be angry. It¡¯s because you are unworthy of your father. You you or"

    Fang Jinglong thought hard and just remembered a word: "It's still very good."

    This has been Fang Jinglong's old problem. Now whenever he comes home, he looks at the bare hall and the emptiness in the house. When he occasionally goes to the accounting room, he realizes that he no longer has to check the accounts. After all, Zhuangzi sells everything.  It¡¯s all gone, where do I need to check how much rent has been charged?

    Subconsciously, a layer of mist rose up in the cloudy eyes. I am worried that I will not know how to explain to my ancestors when I meet them in the future.

    Fang Jifan couldn¡¯t bear it and was about to say a few words of persuasion.

    But the disciple came again and said hurriedly: "Master, Wang Jinyuan from Dongshi City said he was here to pay his respects, and dozens of large cars came with him."

    As soon as he heard about the businessman Wang Jinyuan, Fang Jinglong was filled with hatred and said angrily: "Who is he? How dare he come?"

    Fang Jifan suddenly jumped up and said excitedly: "Please come quickly."

    After a moment, the fat-bellied Wang Jinyuan came in panting. When he saw Fang Jifan, he quickly squeezed out a smile and said, "Mr. Fang, the money is all ready, but we don't have so much cash in cash, but we've all calculated it, before.  Everything moved out from the Fang family was returned at its original price. In addition, there were 300,000 taels of silver, 7,000 taels of gold, and land This land was all in the suburbs of the capital. In addition to returning the Fang family's Zhuangzi, there was also  There are two villages, all of which are included, and both have good fields, with an area of ??9,000 acres. In addition, the villain also collected more than 3.9 million taels of Ming Dynasty treasure banknotes. The current price of the treasure banknotes to cash is  Ten to one, equivalent to 390,000 taels, there are still six shops in the capital, just in the East Market, which is a prosperous area, covering an area of ??20 acres, which is not small, this this little man is underestimated  The price is 190,000 taels. The total of these seven, seven, eight, and eight, the estimated value is at least 1.3 million taels. Mr. Fang, this is the list. You can take a look at it first. If it doesn¡¯t work, you can estimate the price yourself. Xiao  No one dares to deceive the young master, even if he borrows ten courages Also, the household items, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, land deeds, etc. that your residence sold to the villain have also been delivered"

    Fang Jifan squinted his eyes. He was thinking hard. While listening, he was doing quick mental calculations. The shop in Dongshi was a large one, covering an area of ??20 acres. It was indeed valuable.  There is also the Ming Dynasty treasure banknote ten to one, there seems to be no problem. As for the other properties, I am afraid that someone will have to go and take a look at it, just let the manager Yang of the house go.

    Although Wang Jinyuan is greedy, he is not worried about being naughty when doing business with Uncle Nanhe.

    However, Fang Jifan is still a little melancholy. It's a pity that such a large sum of money cannot be traded in cash. In exchange for so much land and antiques, it is of no use. When the time comes, this prodigal son finds a new project, and he may have to sell it again.  Once again, will it be annoying to hear the ghosts crying and howling all over the house?

    "What?" Fang Jinglong on the side screamed. He suddenly stood up and grabbed the list, his eyes widened.

    1.3 million taels of silver.

    Fang Jinglong felt his heart pounding. Subconsciously, he looked at Fang Jifan and said with wide eyes, "Son, you didn't do anything to decapitate, did you?"

    "Nono." Fang Jifan was startled by Fang Jinglong and said quickly: "This is the money from selling ebony. II don't know why they are crazy. They insist on buying my ebony and take a hundred dollars."  Three hundred thousand taels of silver to buy"

    1.3 million taels

    What is the concept?

    The savings of generations of Nanhe's residence were wiped out by Fang Jifan, a prodigal son. The whole amount was only sold for 120,000 to 30,000 taels of silver, but in the blink of an eye, it increased tenfold.

    Fang Jinglong felt that his heart was beating hard, and his heart even hurt, so he hurriedly covered his heart. Just now he said to Wang Jinyuan, you dare to come. He turned his head, looked at Wang Jinyuan with a smile, and took a deep breath: "Dr. Wang, come here.  , come, please sit down, sit down and talk."

    The Fang family has become rich.

    The news spread like wildfire.

    No, not only did he get rich, but he also got some kind of luck. The prodigal son actually won the first place in the school review and was awarded a gold belt.

    The capital was shocked.

    It is said that boxes of their money were picked up by people, and even the Ming Dynasty treasure banknotes were enough to contain them.I picked up a box. The land deeds and house deeds were so thick that my hands couldn¡¯t hold them. The bottles, cans, calligraphy and paintings that were brought in were packed into ten large carts, and the ordinary antiques were thrown directly outside the door.  It occupied land for the family.

    Others say that the prodigal son of the Fang family wears a gold belt and wanders around the house with his butt naked. He is so sultry that he almost has a tail that reaches to the sky.

    Now the streets are full of people talking about Feng Shui.

    So much so that those Feng Shui masters on the street who were holding pan cloths and carrying compasses suddenly became very popular, and their worth skyrocketed.

    How to explain such supernatural phenomena? Many people pondered hard. When they thought about it, bastards like the Fang family could be awarded a gold belt. How could they still make a fortune?  The only scientific explanation isthe Fang family's ancestral graves were buried well and there was smoke coming out.

    It can be seen from this that the location of the ancestral tomb is very important. One is fate, two is luck and three is feng shui. The ancients do not deceive me.

    Those charlatans and Feng Shui masters all had tears in their eyes. They really wanted to worship at Fang Jifan's feet, call him the Patriarch, paint his image, frame it at home, and worship him day and night.

    Spring is here, and it¡¯s the season of intercoursewellit¡¯s spring, and it¡¯s time for Feng Shui masters to make a fortune.

    Fang Jifan now wears gold, silver, and the finest silk gown. It is said that this silk is made from silkworm cocoons picked by the young women of Songjiang and woven by the best weavers.

    The stitches and threads inside are exquisitely crafted. Such clothes cost at least twenty taels of silver on the market. This can be regarded as the annual expenses of seven or eight wealthy families. But is Fang Jifan someone who cares about money?

    The home suddenly returned to its original state. The long benches and willow tables were gone, replaced by official hat chairs and sandalwood tables made of ebony. They were painted with black paint, hollowed out and carved. Two  Words, style!

    Fang Jifan is sitting on the official chair at the moment, holding a tea cup in his hand. The tea is Bird's Tongue Tea from Kowloon Nest, which is extremely precious and is said to be equivalent to gold.  After taking a sip of tea, I felt comfortable all over!

    At this time, Fang Jifan sighed melancholy after putting down the tea cup.

    This is already the third day, but I don¡¯t know if the three disciples will come. Could they have taken the money and run away?

    Fang Jifan really thinks about those three guys, so he won¡¯t go out today and will stay here with peace of mind.

    When it was approaching noon, the disciple finally came to report: "My lord, three scholars have come to visit, and they have also given me names, but I can't understand it."

    "Bring it here." Fang Jifan took the name card and saw it written on it: 'Students Ouyang Zhi, Liu Wenshan, and Jiang Chen pay an audience at the En Mansion.  "

    It¡¯s actually here!

    Fang Jifan smiled heartily: "Call in." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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