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Chapter 100 I finally have a house

Under the mediation of Aunt Wang, the transaction was finally carried out at 275,000.

They rewrote a house sale contract, and then everyone went to the Agricultural Bank of China together. Zhang Junping took out the money and gave it to Guan Jiaming.

After leaving the bank, Zhang Junping took Aunt Wang and secretly gave her an envelope with two hundred yuan in it. "Aunt Wang, please worry about it. This is my little thought. Don't be too little and buy some food for the child."

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Also, as I said before, I will make all the furniture you want for free. Whenever you want it, I will give it to you first."

"Oh, Master Zhang, what are you doing? I just opened my mouth and ran errands. How can I be embarrassed?" Aunt Wang declined, but she held the envelope tightly in her hand.

Aunt Wang is such a lovely person, she is calculating and loves to take advantage, but she is also warm-hearted and kind-hearted.



Returning to the courtyard of Liulichang, Guan Jiaming wrote another purchase and sale agreement for antique calligraphy and painting to Zhang Junping. He wrote the old mahogany furniture, the pen holder on the desk, the pen holder, the pen washer and other items in the agreement, and specifically marked them as

Yard giveaways.

From the agreement written by Guan Jiaming, it can be seen that he has a good understanding of the gadgets in his family.

In this era, antiques are not valuable in China. The state has regulations that private trading of antiques and cultural relics is not allowed and can only be purchased by cultural relics stores.

But Guan Jiaming didn't know that the price of these items would skyrocket a hundred times when taken abroad.

After signing the supplementary agreement, Guan Jiaming simply called a tricycle, put his clothes and luggage on the tricycle, and left.

For love, this is not the only courtyard in Beijing. There is also a courtyard in Liangjiayuan East Hutong.

No matter how many houses he had, he had sold his ancestral property. Guan Jiaming was not in a good mood, and he politely declined Zhang Junping's repeated invitations, saying they would meet again in a few days.

Seeing that Guan Jiaming was really not in the mood to eat, Zhang Junping stopped forcing him.

After seeing off Guan Jiaming, Zhang Junping returned to the main room and sat down on the Taishi chair in the middle.

"Are you buying it now?"

"This yard will be yours from now on?"

Dai Changyuan, Zhuang Helin, Li Xiangqian and others who followed Zhang Junping still felt like they were dreaming.

Even though they had witnessed all this with their own eyes, even though they had known for a long time that Zhang Junping wanted to buy the yard, when Zhang Junping actually bought it, they still couldn't believe it was true.

Zhang Junping did not hide his actions from them, and they all knew that Zhang Junping bought the house with a loan from a bank.

However, if they were asked to take out a loan to buy a house, they would not dare.

How many years will it take to pay off a loan of 300,000 yuan?

Even after they graduate, their salary of fifty yuan a month is only six hundred yuan a year, six thousand yuan in ten years, and only sixty thousand yuan in one hundred years. This is still how much money we can make without eating or drinking.

He has never been able to repay so many loans in three lifetimes, so Dai Changyuan and others were not jealous of Zhang Junping because he bought a house.

Instead, I worry about him. What if no one buys furniture in the future?

"Yes! You have all seen it. After the contract is signed, this house is naturally mine." Zhang Junping leaned on the chair with an unconcealable smile on his face.

In my last life, I lived in Beijing for seven or eight years, dreaming of owning my own house in Beijing.

It's a pity that even if he is a provincial artist and even if his works start at five figures, he still cannot afford to buy a house in Beijing.

The reason is very simple. Although his works start at five figures and are highly praised and sought after by collectors, in fact he does not sell a few pieces a year, which means he is better than those office workers who can earn hundreds of thousands a year.

Millions of them.

Hundreds of thousands or millions may sound like a lot, but the expenses are also huge.

Excluding buying materials, paying rent, and other expenses, there is not much money left.

In this life, in just a few months, I already owned such a big yard.

Zhang Junping shook his head and drove away the distracting thoughts in his mind.

After buying the yard, we need to consider moving next. We will move the furniture production here, and the eldest brother-in-law and others will also move here.

The wood that I kept in the school and the ancient furniture from the Ming and Qing Dynasties that the old lady gave me have to be moved here. It is not a problem to always stay in the school.

Then he moved to the furniture store in Wangfujing. It would be perfect if Huang Xue could also move there.

"What is Zhang Junping thinking? He is smiling so lewdly?" Zhuang Helin slapped Zhang Junping on the shoulder.

"Miss you sister."

"Miss my sister? You are such a beast, my sister is only six years old!"

Dai Changyuan interrupted the two people's fight, which started endlessly, "Okay, you two, stop making trouble, Ping'er, how do you plan to use this yard?"

"It is temporarily being used as a furniture factory. The outside facade is used to display furniture and is also used as a warehouse."

"What about your Wangfujing facade?"

“The front is used as a showroom for selling furniture, and the back is used as a studio for art training classes.

In addition, I also plan to move there so that it will be more convenient for me to create." Zhang Junping simply explained his idea.

"Zhang Junping, is there any work for us in the art training class?" Li Xiangqian told Zhang Junping about the training class and was very excited.

Although their family conditions are better than Zhang Junping's and they are both from the city, they are limited. They just don't need to use the subsidies from the school to subsidize their families.

With that little subsidy, I can eat and clothe myself, but if I want to buy painting and creative materials, it's not enough at all.

"That's necessary. There is training, and we must stick to our brothers first."

"Good brother, I will hang out with you from now on. Boss, please take care of me from now on. If you have any hard work, just ask me." Zhuang Helin patted Zhang Junping on the shoulder and said to please him.

Zhang Junping grinned. If you didn't work so hard, I would believe it.

After laughing for a while, Zhang Junping asked everyone to start working.

First move the calligraphy and paintings in the warehouse to the north room to free up the warehouse.

There are a total of five rooms in the North House. Take out two rooms to display calligraphy and paintings, as well as the cultural objects left by Guan Jiaming.

Fortunately, all the rooms in this courtyard are taller than those in traditional courtyard houses, which is also to match those factory buildings.

Zhang Junping and his roommates worked hard for a whole day before they got it right.

All the valuable items were gathered up, leaving only the old elm furniture outside for the eldest sister and the others to use.

After finishing his work, Liu Zhengwen quietly found Zhang Junping and asked, "Zhang Junping, will my wife move here too?"

Zhang Junping couldn't help laughing when he saw Liu Zhengwen's troubled look.

Getting here from school is not as convenient as getting to Wangfujing Furniture Store.

"Does that need to be said? I haven't easily taught your wife the crafts of polishing and painting. If your wife doesn't come, then my previous work will not be in vain." Zhang Junping deliberately teased him and nodded with a straight face.


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