I am a prodigal

He is also a bully of previous lives. These five good young people should strengthen themselves and remain independent.

Hey, but what if you do n't have money?

Jifang Jifan raised his eyes and became excited.

I'm very lucky!

March 17th in the eleventh year of Hongzhi.

Half a month later, Fang Jifan vaguely recalled the local history of Tongzhou, saying that dozens of shipwrecks had sunk in Beitongzhou. In addition, in the era of Hongzhi, ebony was more and more admired by the nobles. Prices continued to climb, and Fang Jifan remembered that the price of ebony had soared to unprecedented levels.

Ebony is very rare and is usually shipped in bulk. When these dozens of ships sink, this means that there will be an extreme shortage of ebony on the market in the future.

As soon as Fan Jifang's eyes lighted, he thought of ebony.

But ... what about silver ... even before the price doubled, the price of this ebony was scary. He squinted and said, "How much silver is left in the house?"

Deng Jian took a nap and looked at Fang Jifan in panic: "It shouldn't be too much, it can be a few hundred yuan in cash at most, less ... master, you ... you want ..."

Fang Jifan was discouraged as soon as he heard hundreds of words, but soon he had another idea, no money, but Fang's family had land. in case...

He turned his head, no, no, sold the land ... the master knew history. This ancient man has different ideas from modern people. In the eyes of the ancients, only those who lost their homes and prodigals could poke the land on the spine.

Um ... prodigal ...

Am I not just a prodigal on a textbook? Is there anything worse in Beijing than our Jifan?

Qi Fang Jifan shouted in front of his eyes, "Call the steward and accountant!"

Fang's daughter's son is still very capable and has spent a lot of effort. Yang Guan and Liu Tiefang came from home. The two gasped, staring at Fang Jifan.

Fang Jifan stood up with his legs up. Although he sat there, the two people in front of him did not dare to be taller than Fang Jifan, so he yielded. In contrast, Fang Jifan's legs seemed to be higher than his legs. I still feel a bit expert.

"How much land is there," Xi Fang Jifan said.

"Zhuangzi outside the urban area has 2,370 acres. In addition, there are several mountains covered with thousands of acres of land." Yang Guanshi asked for merit. He heard that his landlord had an encephalopathy. These young hosts are treating the disease, and he is very worried. He is said to be okay now, so he looked directly at the young master to see if the young master was okay.

"How much silver can I sell?" Fang Jifan's next sentence hardly killed Yang Guanshi.

Yang Yang's first reaction was not actually worried, but he frowned slightly and glanced at Liu Shang. Oh, the owner's illness. Sure enough, Fang's family was lucky!

You think this young owner could consider selling the land to make money. In Beijing, with the exception of Fang's young master, who can speak these words so smartly? Our young master is really back!

At first glance, the faces of the faces of two people felt that the world was crazy. He had to pinch the table with a fan. After the news came out, all the land that could be sold was sold, leaving only a small piece of land. "