Chapter 311

Go into the alley.

Shu Fu looked around, it was the first time he experienced the Hutong culture in the capital, it was okay, but the house was a bit old and there were a lot of random parking in the Hutong.

It is less than one kilometer from Tiananmen Square.

its price.

Naturally, it cannot be lowered.

Only Xiaohao can live here.

certainly.

That is after the sale. Before the sale, asset prices have limited meaning, just like a rich man with assets worth hundreds of millions may not have much cash to spend.

and.

It is difficult to demolish here!

First.

The price is too expensive.

second.

Hutong culture can also be regarded as a characteristic of the capital. The concentrated areas of several large hutongs have been preserved even after twenty years, and they are not allowed to be demolished at all.

As for selling?

Except for some larger and well-preserved courtyard houses.

To be honest, 99% of the courtyard houses cannot be sold at a high price.

too old!

And unless there is a large-scale demolition, you will not be allowed to move around if you buy it.

Twenty years later.

The policy of not allowing demolition has made many people depressed.

no way.

At that time, how many of the older generation were still alive? How many young people are still willing to live in such an old house? Want to sell, almost no one took the offer.

Sell ​​to developers?

Noisy.

This is history, this is culture, and it is a protected building.

Who will do unprofitable things.

In the end, there is even a price but no market.

. . .

The price of the courtyard house rumored by the outside world is actually the top price, which is outrageously expensive, and there are very few transactions.

Just like Tomson Yipin in the Shanghai stock market.

A opening.

sky-high price!

The best in the Shanghai stock market, the best in China, full of gimmicks.

However.

There are not many people who are wronged.

One set was not sold, one set was sold in the second year, two sets were sold in the third year, and in the next two years, 2007 and 2008, one set was not sold.

Open for three years.

Three sets were sold.

Very miserable.

The fourth set, has not been taken advantage of for a long time.

Without any choice.

From the fourth year onwards, Tomson Yipin began to reduce the price and directly cut it in half.

Even so, ten years later, that is, in 2020, less than a third of them were sold, and more than half of them remained unsold before Shu Fu was reborn.

All I can say is: good marketing.

It's getting harder and harder to sell.

The house is old, and the style of the building ten or twenty years ago is old.

Is there no other high-end real estate in Shanghai? Do you have to buy that thing?

. . .

soon.

When we came to Wei Jie's house, it was a small courtyard house. It was very clean. There were many flowers and plants in the yard, two persimmon trees, and several small vegetable fields.

Like Shu Fu's family, it added some onions and garlic.

"Xiaofu, you are welcome."

"..."

"I've heard old Wei tell you about you a long time ago, you are indeed a good-looking talent."

"..."

"It's fine for people to come, and buy some fruit."

"It should."

Shu Fu smiled and said, it's not good to be empty-handed for the first time.

Expensive door-to-door gifts seem tacky, but fruits are just right, and all-purpose door-to-door gifts.

Wei Jie's wife has silver hair and a kind face. She has retired. Looking at Shu Fu, she is slightly curious. There are not many young people who can make their husbands value them so much.

This look.

Quite a bit extraordinary.

and.

Between the eyebrows and demeanor, there is a faint aura of a superior, not the domineering kind, but gentle and restrained, a feeling of being in control.

She used to work in the center.

I'm used to seeing big guys, so I still have this vision.

. . .

Before the meal was ready, Shu Fu and Wei Jie sat under the persimmon tree.

Just had a chat.

The phone rang again.

"Hello."

"Master Shu? I want to make an appointment for a portrait."

"Portrait?"

"No."

"No date."

"..."

After chatting for a few words, Shu Fu hung up immediately. After thinking about it, he simply turned off the phone.

"You?" Wei Jie was surprised.

Business comes to your door, but you refuse it? This operation is really incomprehensible.

Shu Fu smiled and explained:

"Carving portraits is my main business, and for this kind of non-portrait works, what to carve mainly depends on the mood. I don't want to mass-produce, and I don't accept reservations."

"And the same kind of thing, only engraved once."

"Only once?" Wei Jie asked in surprise.

"Um."

Hearing this, Wei Jie couldn't help but smile wryly, this is too principled.

perhaps.

That's why Shu Fu asked for three million. Other masters, how could they have such a rule, as long as the price is in place, most of them can be mass-produced for you.

This principle is not easy.

"I heard that you only open for a few days a month, what do you do the rest of the time?"

"busy."

"Then you should also pay attention to rest, but seeing you like this, I just want to say, it's nice to be young."

"..."

Wei Jie only thought that what Shu Fu said was that he was busy studying.

After all, it is not so easy to get close to full marks.

No matter how talented you are, you have to have a limit.

. . .

After a while, the meal was ready.

"Come on, eat more."

"You're welcome!"

"OK."

"..."

Shu Fu tasted the dishes, and the taste was very good. The situation made him think of his grandparents, that rather long memory.

pity.

Memories have become memories.

"By the way, Xiaofu, what do your parents do?" Wei Jie's wife asked.

"died."

"..."

"Who else is in the family?"

"There is only one uncle who grows rubber in Indonesia."

"..."

"do you live alone?"

"Um!"

"..."

Hearing this, the two couldn't help feeling sour.

In Wei Jie's heart, apart from his superb skills, he had established a strong and independent image of Shu Fu. He thought that Shu Fu's family was happy and happy.

Unexpectedly, it is such a 'miserable'.

His wife even almost wiped away tears.

It's not easy.

Both parents died.

The only relative is still abroad.

Alone alone.

live alone.

…

The more I think about it, the more I feel sad for Shu Fu.

"Poor child, in the future, if you want to eat the dishes cooked by grandma, come here."

"..."

Well, Shu Fu earned another wave of sympathy.

. . .

After dinner.

courtyard.

The two sat under the persimmon tree to digest food.

"Can you play Go?" Wei Jie asked suddenly.

"I will point."

"Then shall we have a plate?"

"OK!"

Wei Jie cheerfully set up the chessboard, thinking that Shu Fu is a junior, and Shu Fu is not polite to let him play the black game. The rules of Go are very simple, but it is difficult to master them.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"..."

There was no conversation, and the chess pieces fell one by one.

Wei Jie felt that he played it very smoothly. Shu Fu's routine was not complicated, he went straight, every step was a routine routine, obviously he really knew a little bit.

Otherwise, veteran chess players will have their own style.

This round.

Steady.

Forehead!

no.

Isn't this bullying the small with the big? Realizing this, Wei Jie started to release the water, and Shu Fu also obviously felt this, and smiled inwardly, and just released the water.

Who wouldn't!

then.

He also makes random moves frequently. In fact, his level is indeed not high, but he can't resist his good memory.

With the strengthened brain, the speed of thinking is also amazing.

finally.

Wei Jie won, and after calculation, it wasn't much, and he only won Liumu.

Slightly dazed.

In retrospect, it's a bit weird, but I can't find what's wrong.

To be honest, his chess skills are quite average, just for amateurs.

Just about to have another plate.

Squeak!

An old man opened the door and came in. Seeing Wei Jie, he laughed.

"It's really the right time."

"Huh!"

"Old Wei, is this your new chess friend?"

"I'll try."

"..."

Speaking, you're welcome.

Sitting directly opposite Shu Fu, it was a great pleasure to abuse Wei Jie often, but now that a young man appeared, it seemed like he had found a new partner.

have no choice.

Shu Fu had no choice but to play chess.

The same black.

Conventional routine, black chess occupies the corner.

However, the opponent was very sharp, and did not occupy the corner in the second move, and directly faced the black chess. This time, Shu Fu understood that the opponent was very confident.

Disdain to occupy, only like to fight.

All right!

A great start.

I didn't care either.

G.

Fifteen minutes later, the opponent won, but they were staring at Shu Fu.

"Not bad, lad."

"Let's play another game. Be more serious this time. I know that you have made mistakes that you shouldn't have made several times. You should keep moving forward at such a young age."

Shu Fu: "..."

Come on.

When I met a master, I was spotted.

Fine.

Just satisfy your wish, the second set, open!

Fifteen minutes later.

"ah!"

Wei Jie was surprised, because his old friend lost and he didn't believe in evil.

"Come again!"

"..."

"Come again!"

"..."

"This is impossible!"

Kneeling three times in a row, and kneeling faster each time, the old man was a little crazy, his eyes almost popped out, and every round, the number of losers became more and more.

It can be described as miserable.

look up.

Looking at Shu Fu for a long time, he burst out:

"Actually, young people should be more modest, and be gentle with the elderly."