#76 - Chapter 76 Not Enough Money

In the morning glow of Qingxi County, sunlight streamed through the sparse clouds, landing on Cheng Feng's somewhat humble small apartment.

He gazed at this little home filled with memories, simple as it was, every inch of land was imbued with his sweat and hard work.

From the vigorous efforts dealing with the river snake, the excitement of receiving the silver,

To Cai'er, and the purchase of the small apartment,

Each and every event flashed before his eyes like viewing flowers from horseback.

Cheng Feng took a deep breath and turned to walk out of the small apartment. He walked along the familiar streets towards the bustling downtown area of the county. His steps were firm and powerful, as if each step was on the road to the future.

The real estate agency was the first place he visited.

Cheng Feng didn't stand on ceremony and said straightforwardly, "I want to buy a large apartment with a courtyard in the south of the city, with about four rooms each in the left and right wing rooms. It's best not to be near the base of the city wall, but closer to the inner city. Do you have anything like that?"

Seeing that Cheng Feng looked like a returning customer, the clerk remembered who he was.

He hurriedly grabbed a sales information map and slowly introduced properties to Cheng Feng.

To be honest, there were some, but he didn't know which one this customer would like.

After the recommendations, Cheng Feng and the clerk, with the map in hand, walked outside.

Cheng Feng had already made up his mind and was naturally prepared to implement it quickly.

This wasn't window shopping. If he liked something, it would be settled.

After rushing around for a morning, Cheng Feng hadn't liked any of the five or six courtyards.

It wasn't until the seventh place that Cheng Feng finally found a courtyard he liked.

This courtyard was located in a corner of the southern district of the county, slightly towards the east. It maintained a certain distance from the surrounding houses, making it particularly independent and quiet.

The entire courtyard had a two-layered structure, with a high wall dividing the courtyard into inner and outer sections.

Unfortunately, the inner courtyard didn't have four rooms each in the east and west wing rooms, but two each, plus two main rooms for a total of six. The outer courtyard also had two rooms each on the east and west, for a total of four.

These could be used to house guests, store sundries, or house maids. Cheng Feng was also thinking that when he had more money, he would buy some servants to sweep and clean, so that his women wouldn't have to cook for themselves.

The courtyard occupied a large area and was bright and airy. The surrounding walls stood tall, like a solid barrier.

The lush green vines that spread across the entire wall were like a vibrant painting, adding a fresh and natural atmosphere to this ancient courtyard.

They seemed to be silently telling people about the changes of time and the vicissitudes of history.

Cheng Feng stood quietly in front of the courtyard gate, his eyes fixed on everything in front of him. His eyes sparkled with excitement, as if he could see the stories that had happened through this gate.

This courtyard suited his taste quite well.

He pushed open the courtyard gate and walked in. The courtyard was lined with shady trees on both sides. Cheng Feng stood in the courtyard, feeling the peace and beauty.

However, the price of this courtyard was not cheap. The sixty-five taels of silver in Cheng Feng's hand were heavy, but far from enough to buy this courtyard.

After inquiring, the total cost of this courtyard was about eighty-six taels.

Cheng Feng then asked the clerk what the price would be if he sold his small apartment.

Fortunately, this house had also been handled by this clerk, and the clerk estimated, "You've only lived in this house for a year, and the furniture inside is all new. If you include everything, you can definitely get twenty-eight taels after bargaining."

The clerk was also clever, seeing that Cheng Feng was very satisfied with the large one, but was also asking about selling the small one.

Generally, people with some money can live in a large one and rent out the small one.

If he sold it directly, there was a greater possibility that he wouldn't have enough money in hand.

He quickly gave a price and added, "If you want to sell it quickly, lowering the price is the best option."

Cheng Feng knew what the clerk meant. Eighty-six minus sixty-five left a gap of twenty-one taels.

He didn't have any close friends in Qingxi County who could lend him money.

Zhang Zhuo and Li Mo were also just casual acquaintances.

In this day and age, it was good enough if others didn't borrow from you.

Twenty-one taels was just one month's tavern dividend.

In fact, Cheng Feng still wanted Cai'er to have children in a big house. More people would be lively, and there would be more helpers to chat and take walks with.

Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned, and there was a difference of twenty-one taels in the middle.

If he didn't sell the house, perhaps he could start with the martial arts hall missions.

As Cheng Feng knew, the martial arts hall also had its own industries, such as escort agencies and other places that needed martial strength.

Each mission yielded a lot of rewards.

Unfortunately, most of the martial arts hall disciples would spend it all.

Only a small number would consider buying some medicinal soup to nourish their bodies in order to break through.

At least Qian Ming was like that.

Previously, Cheng Feng had a good impression of Qian Ming, but he had no reason to help him break through for no reason.

Friendship is the most difficult thing.

If you take the initiative, others may not appreciate it.

If you don't take the initiative and keep your distance, others won't be able to take advantage of you.

Plus the reason of the third child, Cheng Feng also gave himself a reason.

All kinds of factors added together were the reason why Cheng Feng took the initiative to help.

Fortunately, Qian Ming didn't publicize it afterwards, but was even better to the third child.

Cheng Feng had seen all of this.

Cheng Lei and his little friends quarreled because of this matter.

Cheng Feng naturally knew.

In order to get the clerk to help keep an eye on this house, Cheng Feng gave the clerk five big coins as a reward.

The clerk wasn't an ignorant person, and comforted Cheng Feng with a smile, "Don't worry, guest. There are usually fewer people buying this kind of large courtyard. I'll mark it for you later, but I can't hold it for too long, at most two months, what do you think?"

Cheng Feng smiled and said, "Thank you, brother. One month is enough."

The two understood each other tacitly and separated.

Cheng Feng estimated that the distance between this large courtyard and the small apartment was a bit far, but still acceptable.

Cheng Feng was also planning to raise a carriage in the future, and it should be no problem to slightly modify the corner of the courtyard.

The space was also large, definitely not as good as the large courtyard accumulated by Granny Mei's family for three generations.

But this was bought by Cheng Feng himself.

Cheng Feng wouldn't be proud, the days ahead were still long.

As he walked, he arrived at Mei's Tavern.

Watching shopkeeper Mei directing things in the tavern was quite interesting.

Ever since shopkeeper Mei knew what identity his son-in-law had, he naturally smiled every day.

His daughter had someone to rely on, his business had a backer, and as long as he slowly planned, the tavern would never fall.

After a hundred years, he would also have the face to go down to see his ancestors.

With no internal or external troubles, watching the silver come in every day was also a kind of happiness.

Cheng Feng walked over and chatted with his future father-in-law, and the topic turned to Mei Niang, "Why haven't I seen Mei Niang?"

Shopkeeper Mei smiled and said, "Mei Niang went back after your business was done. I don't have any illness, so I continue to do my old job. By the way, Chunxiao is running out again. Find some time to come and make another ten catties."

Cheng Feng readily agreed. This was his source of income, and there must be no mistakes.

It would be too painful to have no money.

No money to eat would make the pregnant women go hungry.

No money to buy new clothes, what would his children wear in the future?

No money to buy a big house, where would the girls live when they had children?

No money to buy maids, then wouldn't the panel be unable to exert its effect?

His martial arts realm would plummet and stagnate.

Thinking about it was terrible, and Cheng Feng didn't dare to think too much. Since he was here, he rolled up his sleeves and made ten catties of Chunxiao first.

Poor Cheng Feng, a born workhorse.

Strolling around even turned into a strenuous job.