Chapter 2378
Rental
Unable to persuade Liu Haizhong, Yi Zhonghai had no choice but to take Yan Bugui back to the courtyard house.
He was in a bad mood and didn't say a word the whole way.
Yan Bugui didn't say anything. After returning to the courtyard, he wandered around the yard.
Looking at the empty houses in the courtyard, Yan Bugui felt a deep sense of regret.
When the third aunt saw Yan Bugui return, she pulled him aside and asked, "Why are you running around in the yard instead of going home?"
Yan Bugui said excitedly, "Yang Ruihua, do you know how much money you can make by renting out a house now?"
"Of course I know," the third aunt said irritably. "What's the use of saying this? We don't have any empty houses to rent out."
Yan Bugui said, "Who said there aren't? Aren't there two temporary buildings right in front of our gate?"
Also, we don't own any houses, but Lao Yi does.
The three women were taken aback, a hint of excitement flashed in their eyes, then faded away.
"Even if we have a house, so what? Those people from Da Dao are forcing us to vacate the house like it's our life."
We've already promised those unfilial sons, how can we go back on our word?
Yan Bugui said nonchalantly, "Don't mention those unfilial sons to me."
I agreed to their request because I had no other choice. Now I have a solution, so I don't need to pay them any attention.
"Your solution is to rent a house?" The old lady couldn't understand for a moment.
Yan Bugui nodded seriously: "That's right. It's about renting a house."
Think about it, don't we owe Da Dao money?
If we return the house to him, we'll have nothing left.
But what if we want to rent out the house?
He paid back the money with the rent.
"Once we pay off the debt, the house will still be ours."
"Will it work?" the third aunt asked with some concern.
“Why not?” Yan Bugui said. “All of our neighbors around here live in cramped conditions.”
If they knew we were going to rent out the house, they'd be fighting tooth and nail to get it.
The three women felt much more confident after thinking about the complaints their neighbors had about the house.
"Old man, you really have a way with things. By the way, will Lao Yi agree?"
“I’ll go talk to him.”
Yan Bugui did as he pleased, instructing his third aunt to cook, and then went to find Yi Zhonghai.
Upon arriving at Yi Zhonghai's home, without waiting for Yi Zhonghai to ask, she took the initiative to tell him the news.
He fully expected that Yi Zhonghai would immediately agree to his excellent idea.
Unexpectedly, Yi Zhonghai's first reaction was to refuse.
"No."
"why?"
“I will not let unfilial people live in my house,” Yi Zhonghai gave an absurd reason.
This reason was not Yi Zhonghai's way of bluffing Yan Bugui, but rather his true thoughts.
It's not impossible to take advantage of him, but you must meet two of his conditions.
One condition is filial piety. He only gives his things to those he considers filial.
Another condition is obedience. Living in his house means you must obey him unconditionally.
Yan Bugui looked at Yi Zhonghai speechlessly and tried to persuade him earnestly.
"Old Yi, what time is it? Why are you still so stubborn?"
So many houses are just sitting idle; you can't earn a single penny.
It's different if you rent it out.
We can use the rent to pay back Da Dao's money. That way, we won't have to give him the house.
Yi Zhonghai remained silent.
Although he was unhappy about it, he knew that Yan Bugui's method was correct.
Renting out your house can not only help you pay off your debts, but it can also make your life a little better.
Seeing his silence, Yan Bugui assumed he was unwilling and said angrily, "If you're not willing, then forget it."
I asked Yan Jiecheng to find me a place to live, and I'll just move out.
"No, I didn't say I wouldn't move." Yi Zhonghai compromised.
We have no choice but to compromise.
With so much debt and the prospect of survival, he had no room for recklessness. Hearing Yi Zhonghai agree, Yan Bugui smiled with satisfaction.
“I’ll go back and write up a rental ad. We’ll post it on the bulletin board in the alley.”
The man with the big knife found the three Yan brothers, threatened them for a while, and then gave them a warning.
After they left, the three brothers looked at each other in bewilderment.
Yan Jiekuang's tone was uncertain: "Do you think Dad might change his mind?"
Yan Jiefang said irritably, "Isn't that obvious? We all know what kind of person our dad is, even if others don't."
If he doesn't go back on his word, then he's not our dad.
"Then what do we do?" Yan Jiekuang already knew this, but after hearing Yan Jiefang's words, he still felt a little panicked.
Yan Jiefang thought for a moment and said, "No way. Why should we suffer because of his debts?"
We must go find him.
Yan Jiecheng suddenly stood up and said angrily, "Let's go find him right now."
Why should we suffer because he's in debt?
I returned my courtyard house to Da Dao a long time ago.
I don't owe him any money anymore, so why should I suffer along with him?
I just finalized the restaurant deal with someone, and it looks like we're about to start making preparations.
Now it's all ruined again.
The three brothers, filled with resentment, arrived at Nanluoguxiang. As they passed a billboard on the street, someone called out to them.
"Yan Jiecheng, are you going to rent out your temporary building?"
“That’s not true. My dad owes so much money. The house is for paying off debts, why would he rent it out?” Yan Jiecheng immediately retorted.
The man pointed to the bulletin board and said, "It's all written here. The couplets in your courtyard were all written by your father."
Everyone recognizes his handwriting.
Not only will your temporary building be rented out, but Master Yi's house will also be rented out.
Yan Jiecheng sensed something was wrong and ran straight to the bulletin board, where he indeed saw the rental information written by Yan Bugui.
He was so angry that he reached out to tear it off, but Yan Jiefang stopped him.
"Don't be stupid. If you dare to tear it off, Dad will ruin you."
Yan Jiekuang chimed in, "That's right. It's just a piece of paper; tearing it won't do any good. It'll just give Dad more reason to blame us, and it'll be a losing proposition."
Let's go take a look at the courtyard houses instead.
Yan Jiecheng said irritably, "What's so interesting about it? Didn't you see what's written on it?"
An old man is also renting out his house.
They clearly planned this in advance.
People nearby tried to persuade them, "Stop arguing. Isn't their house meant to pay off their debts?"
"Has the debt been resolved?"
Yan Jiefang's eyes darted around, and he said loudly, "Solve what? There's so much money, where are we going to solve it?"
He wants to rent it out, but he also needs to see if others will allow him to do so.
I advise you to think carefully before making a decision.
Yan Jiecheng and Yan Jiefang guessed Yan Jiefang's idea and both began to smear No. 95 Courtyard.
"You all know what's going on in that courtyard. Anyone thinking of renting a place there should think it over carefully."
We are all neighbors in the area, so we are quite familiar with the situation of No. 95 Courtyard.
Most people don't have any particular thoughts about the houses there.
A few who had their own ideas were also having their doubts.
After hearing what these people said, many others have given up on the idea of renting a house.
Some who hadn't given up also chose to wait and see.
Those who chose to wait and see were basically people who moved in later.
They didn't know much about what happened in the early days.
After posting the rental notices, Yi Zhonghai and Yan Bugui sat at home, waiting for people to come to their door.
They believed that since the houses they owned were good, many people would be eager to buy them.
Yan Bugui even came up with many reasons for raising prices, such as everyone vying to rent his house, and finally the problem was solved by having the highest bidder win.
Instead of the tenants, three sons showed up at the door demanding answers. (End of Chapter)