The new book of the burning prairie star

Chapter 289: If you are not in your position, you will not seek your own government.

"Master, the pawnshop is not far ahead." Gui Wenbin didn't know why he had to inquire about the pawnshop in Jiangping Prefecture, but he still obeyed the order and pointed to the intersection ahead.

"Sir, do you want to buy land or a shop?" Yang Biao only brought Gui Wenbin and Lian Zimo into the brokerage firm, while the others were waiting at the intersection.

As soon as the three of them entered, a dentist with a round face ran over to greet them.

"Where are all the shops here?" When Yang Biao heard him talking about shops, his eyes lit up. Shops can be used to do business and make money.

"There are two shops on the commercial street, but the prices are relatively expensive." The brothel owner was a little stunned. The man was dressed like a rich man and should be able to afford a shop.

"It's okay. Are there any houses closer to these two shops?" Yang Biao asked on the way. It doesn't matter if the shops are a little expensive. As long as the location is good and there are many customers, there is no need to worry about losing money if you buy them.

"There are three houses, but none of them are too big. The largest one has five courtyards, and the smallest one has two. Which one do you want to see?" The broker brought him to the shop and asked, looking at his expression.

"Why do they want to sell this shop?" After looking at the two shops, Yang Biao found that the area was large enough and the business of the adjacent shop did not conflict with the one he was going to sell later. Could the seller have run away without paying back the money?

"There have been several cases of robbery and murder of wealthy businessmen in Jiangping Prefecture. Now, people with some money are in a panic, fearing that it will be their turn next time." The robbery and murder of wealthy people is well known in the local area, and the brokers no longer hide it.

"Oh, then I want both shops, and the house with five entrances. Let's go back to the pawnshop to sign the contract." It turned out to be just a security issue, but Yang Biao thought it was nothing. He still had official business to attend to, and he couldn't stay here for a few days. He hurried to the pawnshop to sign the contract, and then went directly to the government office to pay the purchase tax and handle the transfer procedures.

"Oh, oh, please come this way!" The agent was very happy. He had been in this business for five years and had never met such a generous buyer of a shop. He wanted to buy it without even going to see the house.

"Madam, do you want to open a clinic here?" Yang Biao took the deeds of the two shops and took her to the newly purchased five-story house when she woke up.

"Husband, this is a good house you bought." Xia Weiwei looked around and saw two large wells inside, as well as many flowers, plants and trees. The lush trees provided shade so that the courtyard would not be too sunny in the summer.

Yang Biao raised his eyebrows. If he told her that he had never seen the house before buying it, he wondered if she would still be so calm and at ease to visit the courtyard decoration.

"Jinrong, Hongling, please move all of Madam's things in." The house they bought was usually occupied by someone, but the owner had moved out in the past two days. They only needed to clean the bedroom a little before they could move in.

"Madam, your husband will take you out to buy a new bed." Knowing that she was a mysophobe and would feel uncomfortable sleeping in someone else's bed, Yang Biao took her hand and walked out of the house.

"Husband, how can we buy a new bed that suits our needs in such a short time?" Xia Weiwei said she had no hope, but her feet still followed him involuntarily. It would be nice for the two of them to go shopping when they had nothing to do.

"Then just buy a new bed to get by for the next two days, and then find someone to make the style you like later." Yang Biao stopped, turned around and smiled at her, then reached out and took off the various accessories and earrings on her head one by one. One can't be too conspicuous when shopping.

"Didn't you say you wanted to buy a new bed? Why don't you go away?" Xia Weiwei blushed again. She naturally understood what the person in front of her meant by "deal with".

Yang Biao couldn't help but curl his lips when he saw her fleeing in such a panic. They had been married for more than eight years, but when talking about married life, she still showed such a shy expression.

"Madam, this bed is nice." The two men walked into the backyard of the carpenter's shop. Yang Biao took a fancy to a large bed that was painted with tung oil and dried in the sun. He sat on it and tried to shake his body a few times to see if it made any sound.

"Husband, don't be so blatant." Xia Weiwei covered her face, which was as red as a ripe tomato, and quietly approached him, pinching the flesh on his arm, and reminded him in a low voice.

The way he tried the bed, even a fool could tell what he was going to do with it.

"Boss, we want this bed. Please dismantle it. I want to take it home directly." Yang Biao endured the pain, stood up and shouted loudly to the carpenter.

"Okay, ten taels of silver, please pay me, and I will dismantle the bed right away." The carpenter took the silver ingot handed over by him, and seeing that the silver ingot was of high quality, he stuffed it directly into his arms and started to dismantle the bed in a hurry. Soon, the bed turned into a pile of wood.

"Wenbin, ask two people to come in and put these woods in the car and send them home." Yang Biao instructed Gui Wenbin beside him, then took Xia Weiwei's hand and walked out of the carpenter shop. He wanted to continue to stroll around Jiangping Mansion.

"Madam, are you hungry?" This place is worthy of being the provincial capital. Although there have been many robbery and murder cases recently, ordinary people still go to work as usual and set up stalls as usual, and are not affected by the vicious incidents at all.

Yang Biao believed that even if the robbery and murder were really aimed at ordinary people, they would still come out to work and earn money at all costs for the livelihood of their family.

"Yeah," Xia Weiwei nodded. She had never tried a roadside stall in her life. The wonton stall owner in front of her was taking the copper coins, scratching his head, and then putting the wrapped wontons into the pot, which made her scalp tingle.

"Madam, I'll go to the grocery store to buy some flour and make some wontons for you when I get home." Seeing that she looked reluctant, Yang Biao didn't want to force her to eat wontons here.

"Okay," Xia Weiwei breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this. She really didn't have the courage to eat the wontons that looked not so clean.

"Husband, why don't you ask those butchers how their business is going?"

Yang Biao was walking in front, carrying ten pounds of pork belly he had just bought and a large bone given by the butcher, while Xia Weiwei was following behind, panting.

She rarely had the opportunity to walk on the street like this, and usually sat in a carriage.

"Jiangping Prefecture is not under my husband's jurisdiction, so there is no need to understand the people's livelihood issues here."

Yang Biao turned around and looked at her, handed everything in his hand to Zhang Zhanfei, and then extended his hand to her.

"My husband is right. It's not your place to meddle in other people's business!" Xia Weiwei held his hand, and they walked out of the vegetable market side by side. They went to a grocery store not far away and bought fifty kilograms of flour for Lian Zimo to carry.

"Husband, are you injured?" Seeing him about to walk into the pharmacy, Xia Weiwei grabbed him and suddenly became nervous.

"My husband is not hurt, he just wants to buy some ginger or something to season the bone soup." Seeing that she was looking at him with eyes full of worry, Yang Biao pinched her earlobe and spoke into her ear.

"I want to buy star anise, cinnamon, fennel..." Yang Biao bought eighteen kinds of spices for stewed food at once and walked out of the drugstore under the surprised look of the weighing clerk.

"I have almost bought all the ingredients. I will make wontons for you when I get home." Yang Biao, who originally wanted to go shopping, turned around and saw that she looked tired. He felt sorry for her because she didn't usually exercise much and had walked a long way with him today. He decided to let her fill her stomach as soon as possible and rest early.

Since Xia Weiwei's carriage was taken by Gui Wenbin to deliver the bed, he rented a carriage on the road and took people back.

"Brother, didn't you say that I only needed to wait two days?" Early in the morning of the third day, Huang Zewan came to find Yang Biao.