Chapter 0003: The cub sells the grandfather's field without a care

The joy had not yet faded, and Manager Yang suddenly recalled the matter of selling the land that the young master had mentioned. The smile on his face instantly froze.

Leading Deng Jian into the hall, they saw a corpulent merchant waiting anxiously. This man seemed somewhat diminished in stature upon arriving at the Fang family, his expression betraying a hint of unease. As soon as he spotted Fang Jifan, he hurriedly rose to pay his respects: "I am Wang Jinyuan, honored to meet you, young master"

"No... I dare not." Wang Jinyuan said cautiously, trying his best to appear harmless. This young master was notorious for being a dandy, and if he accidentally said something wrong, who knew if he would be able to leave here safely today? He smiled warmly and said: "As for the Fang family's estate, how could I not know? It is all prime farmland. In terms of market price, at least thirty taels per mu, with over two thousand mu of land, it would not be a problem to fetch sixty to seventy thousand taels. Moreover, this year happens to be a good year; there are few sellers and many buyers. As long as the young master is truly willing to sell, I will do my utmost to ensure that the young master does not suffer any loss."

At that moment, someone shouted loudly, rushing towards Fang Jifan, grabbing his thigh and weeping, "Young Master, Young Master, you cannot sell the land, Young Master, selling your father's land... this is something that will bring down divine retribution. If you sell it, the entire capital will laugh at you, they will all poke at the Fang family's backbone. If the uncle finds out... wuwu..."

Why are you crying and reading books? Whoever dares to cry will have their legs broken. You should laugh... You do not know the rules of the manor. I am my father's only son, and he is currently leading troops to suppress the bandits for the court. In this household, it is I who has the final say. Who dares to oppose?

It is likely that there are several hundred taels of silver, although this is indeed a renowned work of Zhao Yuan, it must be noted that Zhao Yuan has not been gone for long, and there is still a gap compared to the ancient sages.

"What is the price?" Wang Jinyuan was left dumbfounded

Fang Jifan, invigorated in spirit, slammed the table and declared: "Sold."

Fang Jifan sat down casually, crossed his legs, and with a flick of his fan, slammed it onto the table: "No need for excessive formalities, you are already aware of the matter at hand, do you wish to go and take a look at the land?"

only sixty to seventy thousand

Although Wang Jinyuan appeared to be smiling on the surface, he held an immense disdain for Fang Jifan in his heart. The lineage of the Nanhe Bo is well-known among the people in the capital; they are all men of iron and steel who have rendered countless services to the court. How is it that in this generation, such a character has emerged? If he were my son, I would rather sever the line of descent than allow him to live.

Ke Fangjifan was still unwilling to accept: "Is this all?"

Yang's expression was also quite poor, selling... selling land... Just a moment ago, he thought to himself, aside from our young master Fang, who else would dare to bring up such a shameless matter as selling land? He felt somewhat pleased in his heart, after all, the young master's illness had finally been cured

Manager Yang fell to his knees with a thud and said: "Young Master, Deng Jian is right, we cannot sell it. If we do, the Nanhe Bo Mansion will truly become a great joke. If you are short on silver, just tell me, Old Liu, Old Liu, how much silver is left in the accounts..."

Upon careful consideration, in this era, one or two taels of silver is not a trivial amount; it can be equivalent to nearly two hundred coins in later generations, amounting to around sixty to seventy thousand taels, which corresponds to several hundred million to over a billion in substantial wealth

Liu Zhangfang's eyes were red, clutching his chest, feeling a severe pain in his heart, and he sobbed uncontrollably, saying: "Young Master, my family has served the late Master, the Master, and you for generations in this residence. The Nanhe Bo family is, after all, one of the notable families in the capital. This land cannot be sold, it cannot be sold! If the land is sold, the family will be ruined!"

It is indeed very reasonable. In this era, people often regard land as more important than heaven. Selling ancestral property and land is something only the destitute and prodigal sons would do. Fang Jifan has clearly been persuaded by them: "What you say is quite right; selling land is the act of a prodigal. But if you step out of the mansion and inquire in the neighborhood, who is the biggest prodigal in this capital?"

They understood what kind of temperament the young master had. In the past, when the young master was angry, he could beat someone to death. Therefore, one by one, they dared not cry out loud, only sobbing softly.

It turned out to be Deng Jian, who was weeping profusely, clinging tightly to Fang Jifan's thigh, crying uncontrollably.

Fang Jifan stood tall, exuding an impressive aura. At this moment, he felt a slight sense of pride; being a prodigal son was not so bad after all. For instance, when it came to selling land, others hesitated, but I dared to sell. Otherwise, how could money generate more money? How could one seize the opportunity to make a substantial profit?

"This... this... is also for sale..." Wang Jinyuan said, his body trembling in surprise as he looked towards Fang Jiban.

With a sense of emotion, Wang Jinyuan chuckled and said, "Young master, this price is already quite high."

The accountant Liu wept and said: "Young master, could you please inform me in advance..."

But now he realizes that he really wants to sell it

Wang Jinyuan was extremely embarrassed, yet he did not dare to refuse, obediently bowing and sitting down. After Deng Jian went to pour tea, he noticed Fang Jifan remained silent, playing with the Xiangfei fan, and felt that no matter where he looked, it was inappropriate. His gaze flickered and landed on a calligraphy painting on the wall, and he couldn't help but exclaim: "The residence of the South and Harmony Marquis is indeed extraordinary. This painting by Zhao Yuan, 'Sending Off Guests at Qingchuan', if it were in an ordinary household, would surely be kept in a chest, yet it is directly hung in the hall here, truly an eye-opener for me."

Hmm

Xiao Xiangxiang still had red eyes as she put a fragrant pouch on Fang Jifan. When she looked up with her delicate face, she appeared to be in tears. Fang Jifan couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt, inwardly cursing the former Fang Jifan as a scoundrel. At that moment, Deng Jian spoke from the side: "Young Master... the people from the tooth shop have arrived"

Fang Jifan had no choice but to give up; after all, he was a spendthrift and could not reveal his business acumen in front of others. Thus, he waved his hand grandly: "Alright, it's settled then. Little Deng Deng, pour tea for this... this... this esteemed guest of ours, haha, I love making friends the most. Come, come, please take a seat, please take a seat"

"No need, family..." Fang Jifan originally intended to call out to his father, but suddenly his body trembled; no, he shouldn't call him father, he almost revealed himself. He then bared his teeth, displaying a bold demeanor: "What does that old man matter? This young master has said to sell, so it must be sold!"

I said to sell, so we will sell. Starting now, everything that can be sold will be sold. Please have the dental office personnel come. Once the negotiations are complete, please invite the guarantor. Go now!

The young master was furious in the mansion, causing the entire Fang family to tremble in fear. The loyal servant Deng Jian had already fainted, and Liu Zhangfang was also taken away for medical treatment due to a heart attack

Originally, Wang Jinyuan was merely seizing the opportunity to flatter a bit, as those in business tend to be somewhat sweet-tongued, especially when encountering such a formidable character; however, Fang Jifan narrowed his eyes and suddenly caught a whiff of a business opportunity: "What price?"

Upon seeing Fang Jifan's grimacing expression, Deng Jian, Manager Yang, and Accountant Liu all gasped in shock

Xiao Xiangxiang stood there with red eyes, too frightened to move. Fang Jiban was still pointing at her to get out of the way, while he himself was taking advantage of the situation. However, Xiao Xiangxiang remained standing like a wooden post, unable to help but cry out in her heart: "Why don't you just hide?"

Helplessly, he could only extend his detestable hand and pinch Xiao Xiangxiang. This soft pinch left Fang Jifan both ashamed and speechless. However...! ... it was indeed this large. He was shocked in his heart; he had no idea until he touched it. Thus, he couldn't help but exclaim, the rice of the Fang family truly nourishes people!

Fang Jifan feels a sense of regret

At this moment, one must not lose heart; even a slight hint of weakness will surely fail to keep them in check

"That's good." Fang Jifan freed himself from the awkward situation, took the Xiangfei fan tied at his waist, and boldly opened it to fan himself: "Let's go, let's meet him."

The next morning, as the sun rose high in the sky, Fang Jifan was getting dressed under the attentive care of Xiao Xiangxiang. Deng Jian's eyes were swollen like light bulbs, likely from crying heavily during the night. Fang Jifan ignored him, but was thinking that the doctor might come for a visit soon, hoping he wouldn't have to get another injection. He then slyly looked at Xiao Xiangxiang and said, "Xiao Xiangxiang, it's been just a day since we last met, and you've grown again. Come here, young master..."

Fang Jifan fixed his piercing gaze on him and said: "Naturally, it is this painting. How much can it sell for?"