Reborn as a rich woman: rich and leisurely

"This is the North House. It is not a problem to put three bunk beds on the left and right sides of a room. The remaining space can be squeezed into two cabinets to store daily things.

A wider desk can be placed in the middle so that people can sit on both sides, and more things can be stored in the attic. This way everything is complete. A bunk costs 10 yuan a month, and a room costs 120 yuan a month. Do you think anyone would rent it? ? "

Qin Zichuan didn't know much about the rental market and didn't say anything, but he knew that there were cheap hotels. A bunk in a large room cost 8 yuan a night. Although it was not a bunk bed, the price was still advantageous in comparison.

A rough calculation showed that each room is different in size. The five north rooms can hold 52 bunks, and the other four smaller rooms can also hold 20 bunks.

For 10 yuan per bunk, you can earn 720 yuan a month in rent, which is more than 8 yuan a year, which is much higher than the price of renting out a small courtyard alone.

It was true that I made money while lying down.

Of course, it is impossible for a small courtyard nearby to have one toilet per house, life is not so convenient, and the decoration is not so new.

After all, a house costs money, and so does decorating it.

"Let's build a small facade at the entrance to sell some daily necessities, and have someone guard the door to improve security. We also have a boiler to provide hot water for the people inside, so it will be more comfortable to live in."

She had experienced the hardship of renting a house in Beipiao many times, and safety always came first.

You have to make money, but she is willing to raise her hand if she can provide tenants with a more comfortable and safe environment without too much trouble.

Song Xuebing was supervising the work on the construction site, but his gray-faced face could not suppress the excitement.

Their family has two sons and two daughters.

The eldest brother took over his father's job, and the eldest sister took over his mother's job. They both have jobs.

The second sister does not have a job, but she is married well and has no worries about food and drink.

So as a grown man, he had nothing to do at home for a long time with his parents who had retired early, and the gossips about him were almost heard by the people around him.

Lin Jing is really his boss and has given him several business deals. Now that he is traveling to several construction sites, he is finally no longer at home having nothing to do.

The most important thing is that someone appreciates his talent - Lin Jing said that she hired him because she believed in his talent.

Therefore, Lin Jing said that the house over there needed to be refurbished with furniture and ornaments, and she wanted to visit the second-hand street. Song Xuebing didn't even think about it. He took off the windbag on his head and said, "Okay, then I'll go ride a bike."

"Is it very far?" Lin Jing asked. She had been to department stores several times, but had never been to a second-hand street.

Song Xuebing said: "It's not very far, but if you want to buy a lot of things, it's best to ride a tricycle."

The three of them soon arrived at the second-hand market. There were many street stalls outside selling some old and broken things, while the things inside the shops were more exquisite.

Many of the items sold in the second-hand market are second-hand goods, including ancient, modern, and modern items, as well as foreign items, including true and false legends and some antiques.

Today, Sunday, there are quite a lot of second-hand people. Song Xuebing went to park the car in a familiar way. Lin Jing looked at the things one by one and had difficulty choosing.

"What do you want to buy?" Qin Zichuan asked.

Lin Jing looked at the crowds of people and piles of things, completely forgetting what she wanted to buy, and said, "I just came out to take a look when I was bored."

No way, Lin Jing likes to sit at home and be bored, but actually she also likes to go shopping.

Especially the kind that buys what they see.

Since it’s difficult to choose, just choose them all.

Lin Jing felt that something in a stall was interesting, so she picked up a brass incense burner and looked at it. The condition seemed to be old. Would Lin Jing want to offer incense to the gods?

Then she casually picked up a celadon porcelain plate. The pattern on it was quite exquisite. It was a picture of a hundred children. Lin Jing counted them one by one to see if there were a hundred children.

The stall owner's eyes lit up and he said with a smile, "Do you like this one, girl?"

Lin Jing didn't say anything, but picked up another green toad and looked at it.

"Girl, let me tell you, this is a porcelain plate, and it's a good thing. Look at the appearance, the age, and the meaning. They are all excellent."

"Really?" Lin Jing picked up another small vase and looked at it. The small vases were a pair, with a set of patterns on the left and right, which was quite unique.

The stall owner didn't see her pushing whatever she took. He continued to push his porcelain plate and pretended to sigh: "This thing is a treasure. It is said that if it is placed at home, it will be given by Guanyin. I originally planned to keep it for myself. , It’s a pity that since I got this porcelain plate, my wife once gave birth to a pair of twins, a boy and a girl, and there is no way to reproduce them.

You and..." The stall owner didn't know which of the two men behind her was her, so he made a blind guess: "Girl, it would be great if you buy it back and keep it for yourself or give it away. "

"If I didn't have an emergency and needed money, I wouldn't be willing to show it. It's your luck to meet you today."

Lin Jing: "One hundred sons because 'hundred' means big or infinite in Chinese culture, and has nothing to do with Guanyin."

Stall owner...I haven't even set a price yet.

"I was wrong. These old objects are all with..."

"Boss, these things of yours are quite interesting to me. I paid for them all for thirty yuan."

"My stall is full of antiques, and each one is worth more than fifty." The stall owner has never seen anything like this before.

What he is hanging is "antiques and antiques". Is this girl illiterate?

Although they were all cheaply bought old items, with a total cost of less than ten yuan, they were also obtained through hard work.

This girl disrespects his "professional ethics" so much.

"It's okay. You can pick out the real antiques. If there are no more than five pieces, I will still give you thirty for the rest."

"Otherwise, give it sixty, these things of mine are all antiques."

Lin Jing grabbed a gray jade plaque and said, "Thirty-five, no more."

The stall owner wanted to curse, but seeing that the two people standing behind her didn't seem to be easy to mess with, he randomly picked out a few things that he thought were valuable and said: "Forget it, forget it, I've lost money, I'll close the stall early today. "

Song Xuebing was surprised. He had been shopping in the second-hand market for many years, and he had never seen anyone buying things like this.

He looked at Qin Zichuan tentatively and asked, "Has she always been like this?"

Qin Zichuan said: "Absolutely."

Song Xuebing murmured: "Isn't this a little crazy?"

Even if the price is still very cheap, do you have to buy things from one stall to another?

Qin Zichuan didn't say anything, but Lin Jing shouted over there: "I don't have enough money. Qin Zichuan, have you brought any money?"

Song Xuebing just looked at him and went to pay without saying a word.

Do you have any money to buy these worthless gadgets? Such a person actually pays without even frowning. He is really a good boyfriend from China.