"This little girl sleeps so well."

Under the dim light of Shi Ming and Shi De, Su Yanger suppressed her tiredness and checked the last dress at the bottom of the cabinet. The neatly folded clothes in the cabinet were turned into a mess. She couldn't sleep all night and finally couldn't find the land deeds rented.

At this moment, it was about to light up. Her eyelids were heavy looking at Xiaoling who was sleeping. She went to bed for a night but didn't wake her up. Seeing that Xiaoling was sleeping so sweetly, Su Yanger's spirit became more and more depressed.

"Forget it! I won't look for it anymore! I'll wait for the Jin soldiers to come and search the house!"

Helplessly, Su Yanger became angry and crawled onto the bed in a daze, and immediately collapsed beside Xiaoling. She was lying down and was really moving. Xiaoling, who was sleeping, pursed her lips slightly and opened her eyes.

Su Yanger had just closed her eyes on the side, and Xiaoling suddenly exclaimed: "Little lady, there is a thief in the room!"

Su Yanger didn't raise her eyelids when she heard the sound, and she said in a weak voice: "I turned over the cabinet, I'm looking for something..."

"Little lady, what are you looking for?"

Su Yanger subconsciously murmured: "Lot deed... rent... rent..."

At this time, she was sleeping heavily and couldn't continue to say it halfway. She just thought about going to sleep, not caring about anything, and she was completely unconscious of Xiaoling.

Unexpectedly, just as she was about to fall asleep, Xiaoling's words immediately made her feel energetic.

"Lot deed?" Xiaoling pushed her and said, "Isn't the title deed right next to your pillow?"

"Next to the pillow!" Su Yanger, who was already on the verge of sleep, sat up in shock when she heard this: "Where is it?"

"It's right here." Xiaoling hurriedly pointed to a wooden box between the two of them.

Seeing this wooden box, Su Yang'er suddenly opened her eyes wide. She searched for something that had not been fruitless all night. She never expected that it would be placed so openly next to the pillow where she had been sleeping for several days!

If she still had eggs now, she would definitely feel very annoying.

Because she never paid attention to these details.

"I had known that I woke her up last night!"

Su Yanger picked up the wooden box helplessly, opened the lid and saw that there was a stack of paper in the box. The first one on the top was a big word that she didn't understand: "The Seventh Year of the Eun Yai, Xian Xining", and it was difficult for her to read the dense small words below, let alone understand them.

Seeing that the page turned yellow and there were layers of red seals between the lines, she looked very fragile, and she didn't dare to take it out one by one to check it out. She just thought to herself in her heart: "I am not a semi-illiterate, I am just a pure illiterate."

She knew she couldn't understand it, so she simply covered the lid of the box and said to Xiaoling: "Ling'er, go and call Uncle Wang."

"Uncle Wang?" Xiaoling said in confusion: "Uncle Wang is back?"

"Oh, let's go."

Xiaoling was urging by her, quickly got up, put on her clothes, ran out with her hair.

Su Yanger also took out two dresses from the messy wardrobe and started wearing them clumsyly.

Soon Xiaoling returned, and saw that Su Yanger had only worn one piece for so long, so she quickly stepped forward to help.

After Su Yanger put on her shoes and socks, Wang Bo's voice sounded outside the door: "Little lady, why did you call me so early?"

When Su Yanger heard the sound, she didn't care about sorting it out, so she hurriedly ran to open the door with the box and said, "Uncle, this is what you wanted last night!"

As soon as she opened the door, she stuffed the box in her hand into Wang Bo’s arms before she finished speaking and asked again: “Uncle, can you get the money back today!”

Seeing that she was dressed in disheveled clothes and looked disheveled, Wang Bo did not dare to look directly at her, and shook his head and said, "Miss, I haven't told you who the buyer is yet, and you haven't seen the accounts, so why be so anxious?"

Su Yanger realized her impetuousness and helped Uncle Wang into the house, put on a childlike manner and said, "Uncle, thank you for your hard work these days."

Uncle Wang waved his hand and said, "It's nothing to do with me, but you have really thought about it. The buyer has prepared the money to wait in the county town. If you agree to this deal, you can never regret it."

While talking, he took out a account and placed it on the table and said, "The highest bidder was Feng Zhuangzhu from Lingxian County and Manager Zhao from Beijing. The two of them discussed the joint purchase. The Zhaitian was willing to purchase it for 600 taels of silver, and the business name was willing to purchase it for 12,694 taels. He was willing to purchase it for unfinished commercial tickets and existing inventory on the cabinet for 2,100 taels of silver, totaling 600 taels of silver, and 14,694 taels of silver, and 400 tons."

"The rest of the scattered funds are in the account, hey..."

Wang Bo felt a slight pain in his heart when he said these words. This was the result of his life-long struggle with Su's father. The Su family claimed to be rich, and half of them were in this mansion. The housing prices in the Central Plains were incredibly expensive. The wealthy Jia moved north to the north for ten years had spent all his efforts on this house.

When he first arrived in the Central Plains with Su's father, he was also shocked by the amazing housing prices.

Xiaoling, who was standing beside her, suddenly became stunned when she heard the bill. She could only receive 40 monthly money every month. She had the number she said from Wang Bo for the rest of her life. No, she would never make so much money in her ten lives, and she had seen silver liang in just a few times when she grew up so old.

But after hearing this, Su Yanger secretly wondered: "So little?"

In her impression, the ancient heroes in the TV series always took dozens of taels and hundreds of taels of silver. Now when I heard that the Su family is actually worth this little money, I naturally felt that it was less.

"He has a high bid, so sell it to him. Yang'er won't look at the accounts. Yang'er believes in uncle."

Su Yanger was disappointed and pushed the account back and said, "Uncle, Yanger has already thought about it. Please go and talk to Master Feng and Manager Zhao."

Uncle Wang put away the account and hesitated again: "Little lady... have you really thought about it?"

Su Yanger nodded and said, "Uncle, go."

"Okay, I have negotiated with Master Feng in advance. If you agree to this price, then after I hand over the handover with him, I will move out within five days. By then, this house will really not belong to our family, little lady."

Wang Boxian was making the final struggle with her. In his opinion, although the selling of the family business cannot be said to have been ruined for decades, it is definitely a killing chicken to get eggs. Originally, these industries could make money continuously, and selling them would cut off their financial paths.

But he was powerless to stop this. After all, these things were left to Su Yang'er by Su'er. She was determined to make a fortune and no one could stop her.

But who knew that Su Yang'er had no idea after hearing this, she said without thinking: "Okay, Yang'er understands."

Not to mention five days, she wished she could fly to Yixing now.

Her light response cut off Wang Bo's last thought of dissuasion, packed up the wooden box and accounts given by Su Yanger, and stood up and left.

"Miss, our family has a lot of money!" After Uncle Wang left, Xiaoling showed an exaggerated expression to her.

"What's so much money?" Su Yanger shook her head when she saw this and said, "Xiaoling, I'll go to sleep for a while. When Uncle Wang comes back, remember to call me."

"Hey, the Su family is not very valuable. I thought it was worth millions of taels."

Su Yang, who is used to watching TV series, has no idea what the 600 taels 14694 Guanyu 400 texts mean at this time...

I also completely forgot who the Northern Song Dynasty "Zhao surnamed in Beijing" was!
Chapter completed!