The middle-aged man in charge of real estate sales on Chufeng Street was as if he was in a dream until Ruan Mingzi generously paid the deposit from most of the street.

The girl in front of her, who can only be called a pretty girl, was so generous and bought most of the real estate in Chufeng Street in an instant!

This is a desolate, remote and haunted Chufeng Street!

I'm afraid this is not a person who is stupid and has too much money!

But no matter what, a large amount of money for the middleman was definitely put into the bag. The middleman looked at Ruan Mingzi at this moment, just like looking at the walking God of Wealth, with a very attentive attitude.

People in the world are pursuing profits, but Ruan Mingzi is not surprised. He accepts the attentiveness of the people in his calm attitude.

"I have to ask you to wait," the Chinese man had a very good attitude. "You bought a total of twenty-eight properties, including twelve street shops and sixteen houses. I have to notify those people one by one, and I guess they can go through the procedures tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. Why don't you come here again tomorrow?"

It would be no difference if I waited for one more day. Ruan Mingzi responded, thought for a while, and said, "When you go and notify the people, please help me ask, and they said that these properties may appreciate in the future. If they want to stop selling them before transfer, I will have no problem."

The middle-aged man secretly sneered that Chufeng Street has been dilapidated for so many years, and everyone thinks it is unlucky. This is just that this little girl with a stupid and rich money is willing to buy it, and it still appreciates the value?

If it appreciates, he will cut off his head and play it as a ball for her!

Of course, people will never say this.

After saying that this little girl with a stupid and expensive girl might run away, wouldn’t he have to fly for the middle-aged man fee?

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Okay, I will bring the words. But I think they are eager to sell them. After all, they moved out early, and the property on Chufeng Street is useless to them. It is a pile of stone tiles. If you buy it, it can be exchanged for silver. To put it bluntly, who doesn't like silver?"

Ruan Mingzi smiled, without saying anything else, and said, "I'm in trouble."

Seeing that Ruan Mingzi had made up his mind, the middle-aged man muttered in his heart that he was extravagant, but the one who paid for it was his father, so he still responded.

This matter is so determined.

Qining didn't say much during the whole process. Until they left and turned to a teahouse on the side of the road, they sat and rested and drank tea. Qining whispered with some concern: "Is it okay to buy so many?"

Ruan Mingzi shook her head and said nothing.

People in this era don’t know what real estate speculation is.

In modern times, houses in the suburbs of Beijing are sold at the 18th tier rural areas, even if they are bought there, they are a huge wealth that is sure to make a profit.

However, this kind of house that is contaminated with supernatural rumors is not easy to sell in modern times, let alone in ancient times where things are particularly valued by ghosts and gods.

This is also one of the reasons why no one has been interested in the houses on Chufeng Street for more than ten years.

However, in Ruan Mingzi's view, the ghosts and gods in Chufeng Street are a double-edged sword.

But now she is outside, so she can't say too much to Qi Ning.

Ruan Mingzi and Qining used tea in the teahouse and returned to Guilai Inn. Unexpectedly, on the main street not far from the alley where Guilai Inn is, they met Zhou Zhanming and Jiang Haochang and his gang. They were being pulled and pulled by several old ladies, saying that they had hit someone just now and asked them to pay for money.

The Lun Treasures of Zhou Zhanming and Jiang Haochang were a little crooked, and their expressions were a little embarrassed. They were dragged around by several old ladies, but they had to worry about the demeanor of scholars, so it was difficult to fight against those old ladies or something.

Even during this period, a student struggled a little too much. An old lady lay on the ground and cried: "I've died young, I've hit people, these scholars have hit people!"

The student's face turned red, and as everyone pointed, he was speechless and was in awe of shame and anger.

Ruan Mingzi and Qi Ning only glanced at each other and wanted to pass by, but Zhou Zhanming saw them with sharp eyes. His eyes lit up. He hurriedly threw down a silver ingot and wanted to get out and find them.

As a result, the old ladies saw that they were generous in losing money and they were also savages, but instead they were entangled even tighter: "We have old arms and legs, how can one ingot of silver be enough?"

"That's right, so many of us! At least one ingot of silver per person!"

The lion actually opened his mouth wide.

Zhou Zhanming was stunned. When he was escaping, he heard a clear voice: "How can you only lose money?"

Zhou Zhanming was stunned and looked at the person who was talking. Who was Ruan Mingzi who was not coming back?

The students were all shocked.

At least this Miss Ruan knew them, why did she turn her elbows out and talk for others?

The old women who were dragging the young students to let go of them heard this, but they smiled and said, "This little girl is right."

"That's right, the world is getting worse and worse, but people's hearts are not as good as a little girl!"

Zhou Zhanming and Jiang Haochang's faces turned red.

Jiang Haochang murmured: "Miss Fu..."

Qi Ning glanced at him and curled her lips.

Ruan Mingzi said seriously: "Really speaking, it hurts people. Several people are so seriously injured, and they will have to pay each person a silver ingot. This is definitely not a minor injury!"

Several old women nodded one after another: "That's right, right!"

Several students looked depressed and couldn't speak.

Ruan Mingzi changed his voice: "So--I suggest you go to the street patrol yamen runners now. This matter must be taken to Jingzhao Mansion and handed over to Jingzhao Mansion for handling!"

As she said that, she said to Qi Ning beside her: "You go and find the street patrolman, ask them to come quickly and send these students and the old women to Jingzhao Mansion. How much should be paid? Let the prefect judge."

The faces of several old women changed suddenly.

They just want to use the students' thin skin to extort some money, so how dare they go to Jingzhao Mansion?

One of them said embarrassedly: "It's all a trivial matter, don't bother the prefect, right?"

"What's the trouble?" Ruan Mingzi looked solemn, "You guys all want to compensate each of them for a silver ingot. This is definitely not a minor injury. Don't worry too much because they have fame and fortune!... Although slandering people with fame will get beaten, I believe that some of them must be really injured. They are not slandering people, just go with confidence!"

Qi Ning also shouted cleverly: "I'm going to find the messenger!"

The old women looked at each other and didn't even dare to take the ingot of silver. They threw the silver into Zhou Zhanming's arms, muttering, "Forget it," and turned around quickly and ran away.

Several students were stunned.

They were just watched by everyone, but were pushed and guided. They were extremely embarrassed, so how could they get the official report?

Zhou Zhanming couldn't even say anything excited: "Miss Ruan..."

Ruan Mingzi nodded politely, just pretended to be a greeting, and pulled Qining away without looking back.
Chapter completed!