harleyscars Chapter 219: Selling things to Uncle 3
Chapter 219: Selling things to Uncle 3
Just as Zhang Lei finished inspecting the house, he heard his third uncle shouting from outside: "Zhang Lei, Zhang Lei, what are you doing here?"
Zhang Lei greeted him with a smile: "Third Uncle, why can't I be here?"
The old man looked puzzled: "Isn't this Yi Zhonghai's house?"
"Third Uncle, these two rooms now belong to me, Zhang Lei." As soon as Zhang Lei finished speaking, the Third Uncle was instantly astonished: "What? They're yours? How is that possible?"
"What's impossible? I just completed the transfer this morning. That old lady sold the house to me," Zhang Lei replied. Uncle Yan Fugui looked utterly incredulous: "What? Sold it to you? How come I had no idea?"
"Uncle, it doesn't matter whether you know or not, besides, this was sold to me voluntarily by an old lady." Zhang Lei said, seeing the old man's wide eyes and regretful expression, he understood and then said, "Uncle, I called you here because I have good news for you."
The third uncle glanced at his smug look and said irritably, "Good news? What good news? You've got all the good things in the world!"
"Third Uncle, that's not very nice of you. I'm genuinely concerned for you. If you don't want to hear it, I'll call someone else." Zhang Lei pretended to turn around, but Third Uncle didn't dare to gamble and quickly changed his tune: "Alright, alright, I misspoke. Tell me, what good news is it?"
Zhang Lei pointed into the room: "Third Uncle, look at the pots and pans, the cabinets, the stools, and all of these are right here."
Yan Fugui's eyes lit up, and he blurted out, "You mean, all of it for me?"
Zhang Lei laughed in exasperation: "Third Uncle, what are you thinking? I was planning to sell it to you."
Upon hearing that it was for sale, the Third Uncle immediately became unhappy: "Zhang Lei, you've already received such a great benefit as two houses, you don't need these things, so you might as well just give them to me. The Third Uncle will definitely remember your kindness, and I'll definitely help you out if you ever need anything in the future."
Seeing his eagerness to get something for nothing, Zhang Lei waved his hand and said, "Alright, alright, Uncle, I'm not talking to you anymore. You should leave. I don't want these things to be taken for free."
"Hey, Zhang Lei, why did you push me? Let's talk this out." The old man quickly pulled him back, and Zhang Lei then smiled and said, "Old man, how about I sell these things to you at 30% off?"
"30% off? Zhang Lei, these are all used items, they're not worth that price." The third uncle immediately started bargaining.
"Uncle, you can't say that. None of these things are broken. Auntie takes very good care of them; they're all in good condition. Your family is large, so you'll need them. I was especially thinking of you," Zhang Lei said.
The old man shook his head vigorously: "No, no, 30% off, I'll take it all at 30% off."
"A 30% discount won't do. You can find more than that price elsewhere, even at 40% off," Zhang Lei insisted.
"40% off," the old man insisted.
"Half price. If that's not enough, Uncle, I won't sell it now. I'll keep it for my own family." Zhang Lei made it sound like he was about to give up.
Zhang Lei thought to himself that he wasn't used to using other people's things, especially things that Yi Zhonghai had used; they made him uncomfortable. If Yan Fugui didn't buy these things, he would have to send them to the scrap yard. They would definitely be worthless then.
Hearing that it was 50% off, Yan Fugui was secretly delighted, thinking to himself that this little brat was actually trying to bargain with him, but on the surface he pretended to be very embarrassed: "Okay, okay, 50% off it is, but you can't sell these things to anyone else."
Zhang Lei smiled and agreed, "Alright, Uncle, anything in this house that you like will be sold to you at half price. Is that acceptable?"
Two foxes, one big and one small, were scheming against each other. They both smiled broadly, but their hearts were filled with countless tricks.
Yan Fugui nodded: "Okay, wait a moment, I'll go home and get an abacus, let's calculate the price carefully, every penny must be clear."
The commotion at Yan Fugui's house quickly attracted the attention of everyone in the courtyard. He had actually called his entire family to come and move things. Seeing this, everyone was curious about what had happened. When they saw Yan Fugui heading towards Yi Zhonghai's house, while Zhang Lei was sitting openly inside, someone couldn't help but ask, "Third Uncle, what are you doing?"
Yan Fugui replied with a smile, "Zhang Lei bought Yi Zhonghai's house, and he wants to sell me the things inside. We've come to move our things."
The news caused an immediate uproar among the crowd. The idea of buying a house and selling things sparked a flurry of discussion. Auntie Er, upon hearing this, was utterly incredulous. She turned and ran to the backyard, calling for Liu Haizhong. Liu Haizhong, with his portly frame, immediately rushed to the middle yard, squeezing through the crowd and asking, "Zhang Lei, Lao Yan, what's going on here?"
Zhang Lei looked up at him and said with a smile, "Second Uncle, it's nothing. It's just that my family doesn't need some things, and Third Uncle's family happens to need them, so I sold them to them."
"No, it's not about that! It's about the house!" Liu Haizhong asked urgently, his face full of concern.
Zhang Lei feigned nonchalance, saying, "Oh, the house? An old lady sold it to me." He then pulled the property deed from his pocket and showed it to everyone. Upon seeing Zhang Lei's name clearly written on the deed, everyone looked on incredulously.
"Is this real?" Liu Haizhong stared intently at the property deed, pressing for an answer.
Zhang Lei put the property deed away and said calmly, "Second Uncle, this is definitely real. Forging a property deed is a death wish; how could I dare?"
Liu Haizhong shook his head, still unwilling to give up: "That's not what I meant. I meant, why did she specifically sell it to you?"
Zhang Lei pretended to think for a moment and said, "An old lady couldn't live alone in the courtyard anymore. She said a distant nephew wanted to take her to the south to take care of her in her old age. She didn't need this house anymore, so she sold it to me."
"How much did you spend on it?" Liu Haizhong pressed, his eyes filled with eagerness.
Zhang Lei smiled and uttered two words: "Keep it a secret."
These words instantly enraged Liu Haizhong, who raised his voice: "Zhang Lei, I'm the second oldest person in the compound, don't I even have this right to know?"
Zhang Lei looked at him, his tone hardening: "Second Uncle, I'm actually the Fourth Uncle in this compound. This is a private transaction, and besides, Auntie specifically told me not to reveal the price. If you want to know, go ask Auntie for her permission. If she agrees, I'll tell you right away."
Liu Hai was furious. Hire an old lady? He didn't even know where she was, and the price was entirely up to Zhang Lei. He angrily flung his sleeves and said, "Fine, fine, you're going to play this game with me, huh!" Then he turned and left.
Watching his furious back, Zhang Lei spat on the ground.
Seeing this, Yan Fugui smiled and tried to smooth things over: "Alright, Zhang Lei, don't take it to heart. Let's hurry up and figure out how to handle these things."
Zhang Lei turned to Ye Shuqin and said, "Shuqin, you can discuss these things with Uncle San." Ye Shuqin agreed and quickly moved a stool to sit opposite Yan Fugui.
When the other people in the courtyard saw that there were things for sale, they all gathered around, shouting at the same time, "Zhang Lei, can you sell us some too?" "My family needs a blanket!" "My family needs a few bowls!"
Zhang Lei waved his hand and said loudly, "Stop, stop, everyone, stop arguing. Uncle San has taken all of these. If you want some, go talk to Uncle San and see if he's willing to give you some."
Upon hearing this, everyone immediately surrounded Yan Fugui, all clamoring to ask for it. Yan Fugui raised his hand to stop them, saying, "Stop, stop, stop. My family placed the order first. You all have to wait a moment."
At this moment, Yan Jiecheng walked to Yan Fugui's side and whispered, "Dad, we can add some money and resell these things. Anyway, our family doesn't need that many."
Yan Fugui's eyes lit up, and he patted his son's shoulder with a smile: "Good lad, you're truly my son, Yan Fugui's son, you're really smart!"
Yan Jiecheng smiled and lowered his head: "Dad, this is all thanks to your usual guidance."