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184. Chapter 182, is this kind of person?(3/5)

Several other people also started drinking there.

When Yang Xiaole heard that, he pursed his lips and looked around, thinking.

Then he came back to his senses and muttered to himself: "Now that private houses are being renovated, employees in many units are allotting houses. The situation is so big, and the division of houses will definitely not stop in the future, and they are now engaged in large-scale construction."

, are all looking forward to living in the building.”

After finishing speaking, he turned around and said with a smile: "Old man, do you always think that someone would spend 1,200 to buy that small yard now? Are you counting the highest house prices in 1953 or 1954?"

After the renovation of private houses, all large houses signed an agreement with the housing management office.

Those won't be sold.

We all know that houses will be divided in the future, how many of them will buy them?

rare!

Just like back then, during the first housing reform in the 1980s, employees only had to pay half of the price to get the real estate certificate, but few people bought it.

During the housing reform at that time, the housing management office asked grandpa and grandma to find someone to buy a house.

But it has little effect.

If there is nothing you can do at first, you can assign it to the unit and let the unit appease and persuade employees to buy a house.

But that person made a fortune with tears and blood.

Even with the second housing reform in 1990, the situation has not changed much, and many people in the city are willing to buy houses.

Because I can't wait any longer.

It wasn't until the Donggang tide began and urbanization began that people realized that if they didn't buy a house, they would definitely not be able to get it.

It was then that the idea of ​​buying a house emerged.

The old man heard the horn twitching and said, "Even if his house is not sold and rented to the street office, then he will probably get a lot of money a month?"

Yang Xiaole laughed: "Indeed, but have you ever thought about it? Even if you rent it out, according to the regulations, you can always get 30%, with a cap of 42%. Is he right? Let's calculate it at about 40%.

, it’s about 7 yuan a month, 84 yuan a year, 1,200 yuan, so it will take about 15 years.”

After speaking, he looked at the cold-faced old man and said with a smile: "Besides, the rent for renting a house has already been reduced twice. No one can say whether the price will be reduced in the future. You always feel that at the current speed of building a house, what will happen in the future?"

Are there many people willing to live in this house?”

The current system is much less hidden than later generations.

You can find out everything.

Nowadays, everyone pays attention to being open.

For this reason, he often asked about some details and whether he would refer to the house price.

There is one and it is of course very expensive.

This is very valuable. Of course, it must be justified and supported by evidence. If you say it in vain, you will get scolded!

After hearing his words, the old man refused to shut up.

Of course he knew about that situation.

No, my son insisted on taking him to live in the house assigned to him, and then he asked me to sell the house in order to contribute to the country.

There was no way he could sell his ancestral home.

The price is so high, but it doesn't mean there is any embarrassment.

Seeing that the old man refused to shut up, Yang Xiaole smiled and said: "Old man, let's do it. They will buy the door for 1,000 yuan. Do you think that? If not, they will look elsewhere."

The old man was already hesitant when he heard that the wrong party's quotation was a hundred dollars higher than his son's expectation.

The Lord asked not to deny what Yang Xiaole said before, which made him lose confidence.

Seeing that he was hesitating, Yang Xiaole smiled and said: "Okay, if you keep thinking about something, we won't disturb you. Dalong, let them go first!"

He had not thought about how to trade, so he was not in a hurry.

When Lin Junsheng and the two heard this, they naturally nodded and prepared to go out.

"Hey, wait for Yidong!"

Just as he was about to make a move, the old man stopped him.

Yang Xiaole turned his head when he saw this, and seeing if he was hesitant, he smiled and said: "Old man, what do you say? You can tell me what you are doing!"

The old man hesitated for a while, and finally nodded: "Okay, 1000 is 1000. I'll ask our adults to come over and talk!"

Hearing that, Yang Xiaole smiled and did not answer him, but asked: "Master, are you in a hurry to move out of that house? If you are not in a hurry, he will give you a deposit of 100 yuan, and he will come to see you before the end of the year.

You, it’s only a matter of ten days anyway. If it’s urgent, they will come over tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.”

After hearing this, the old man looked around the house and felt a little reluctant to leave.

At first he said, "Don't worry, we can come anytime."

Yang Xiaole smiled and nodded: "Okay, then he will give you 100 yuan as down payment, but you can't sell it to them any more in the meantime. Of course, if they didn't come back after begging you a year ago, the money will be used as apology."

Bu Nao, you always have to write him a note. Do you think that's okay?"

The old man nodded when he heard that.

"Okay, just do as I say."

He wished that the wrong party would not come, so that the house could be sold later and he would get a hundred yuan!

When Yang Xiaole saw this, he started to take things out of his pocket.

A pen, a stack of writing paper, and a box of red ink.

Notes were written all over the table.

There is actually not much content, it is concise and clear.

After finishing it, he handed the paper to the old man: "Old man, please take a look and see if it's okay. I'd like to sign it and have my leg imprinted. That's 100 yuan."

As he spoke, he handed over the money and red seal oil.

The old man took the paper and looked at it for a while, confirming that there was no problem, then picked up the money on the table and counted something.

Then he picked up the pen and wrote a name on it a little unfamiliarly.

He pressed another leg print.

After finishing it, he handed the letter over.

Yang Xiaole took the letter and read it. Although the writing was ugly, it was legible, and the leg prints were also very clear.

He said with a smile: "Mr. Zhang, then the matter is settled! They will leave first. They will come back tomorrow when they have time to go to the housing management office to have Cheng Dong's leg repaired."

While talking, he collected shit and showed off his stuff.

The old man hummed slightly, indicating that he had answered Dong Lai.

Upon seeing this, Yang Xiaole packed up his things, said hello and left with the others.

After coming out, Yang Xiaole thought for a while, took out sixty yuan from his pocket and handed it to the two of them.

"Here, let's take the money. He has paid it to us in advance for that month. It's been agreed upon by Bu Nao! He won't give us food stamps and other things for the time being. Of course, he will take us to the restaurant regularly."

Don't keep them too fat.

After all, he was very clear about the character of the two of them, so it seemed that there wasn't much of a problem for the time being.

Lin Junsheng and Lin looked at each other for a while, then said with a shy smile: "Then...then they really took it?"

"Okay, take it!"

After hearing this, the two of them took the money and said, "Thank you, Uncle Mouse!"

After Lin Junsheng finished speaking, he thought of something and asked: "That's wrong, what are the two of them doing in Dongwu?"

After hearing that, Yang Xiaole thought for a while and said: "Well, give us some money, and we will spread out in a while to buy him some sweet potato noodles, sweet potato noodles, vermicelli and vermicelli! There are many other hungry people.

Buy him some things, just ask for a ticket or not. After you finish it, send it to Mr. Suo, and say no to what he said."

At the same time, he handed two hundred yuan to two people.

Sweet potato flour is actually sweet potato starch, used to make vermicelli.

Now fans are not allowed to sell it, but sweet potato noodles are not allowed to be sold, and they don't ask for votes. There are some loopholes in that.

I don't usually use a lot of that stuff at home.

Many people didn't react at the moment, but I guess some people will react after a while.

There are a lot of sweet potatoes in the space, but he really doesn’t want to make them himself, it’s too troublesome.

If you have money, why not buy it?

Lin Junsheng took the money, looked at it, and said in surprise: "Is it that much?"

Yang Xiaole said nonchalantly: "I don't have to worry about that. Anyway, just buy something that can be stored for a long time. The longer the time, the better. As for what to buy, we can decide it ourselves.

There are a few things about Bu Nao. Firstly, don’t buy too much in one place so that others will notice it. Secondly, don’t let others see it when you go to Suoye’s place. We can take the time ourselves. Don’t be in a hurry.”

After finishing speaking, he thought of something and said to the two of them: "Now we are starting to get nervous about eating, and we have noticed it. If there is an opportunity, let the family prepare more food. If you want something, please ask for food. How much can you buy?"

How much we buy? It’s up to us whether we believe it or not.”

Although I have the idea of ​​using grain in the wrong direction in the future.

Come to think of it, forget it, it took so long, I wish I had a few more years!

Please tell me if you know the situation in the future, if you don't say it, it will make you feel uncomfortable.
To be continued...
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