This son-in-law is wicked in a good way!

Under the madam's friendly hospitality, Zhang Ping'an reluctantly slept with a free ticket once.

Wang Qisheng and his companion gritted their teeth at the sight.

"Hmph, so what if she can only write a couple of poems? What's so great about that!"

Zhou Weidong nodded in agreement: "That's right."

"But if the poetry is good, that's truly remarkable!"

Wang Qisheng was furious: "Which side are you on?"

Let's go!

Zhou Weidong put his arm around Lao Wang's shoulder; the two brothers in misfortune huddled together for warmth.

Upon entering the gate of the Jiaofangsi (a government-run entertainment venue), the two noticed Zhang Ping'an waving at them.

The two walked over, and Old Wang sat down angrily.

"Why didn't you go find Meixiang?" Old Wang asked sourly.

Zhang Ping'an said with a smile, "Miss Meixiang is not available today."

Moreover, he didn't come to the brothel tonight to find women.

Only by sitting with everyone can I hear more news.

"Come on, let's drink!"

Zhang Ping'an offered to fill Lao Wang's cup.

"Dry!"

Old Wang took a slurp and gulped it down.

After a few drinks, people started talking about Wenhua Garden.

"Yes, Brother Lin, I heard there's a place called Wenhua Garden recently, apparently it's a place for selling houses, with some slogan about letting kids win at the starting line. Have you checked it out?"

Brother Lin immediately said, "I've heard about it too. I even picked up a flyer at the entrance just now. But now the slogan is 'Living in Wenhua Garden makes you superior.'"

"Is it really as good as he says? I'm actually quite interested in that Wenhua Garden now. If it weren't so late, I'd love to go check it out right now."

"That sounds great, let's go together tomorrow!"

Two people were also talking about Wenhua Garden next to Zhang Ping'an.

"I heard from Brother Hou that he bought a house in Wenhua Garden, and it's quite nice. Especially the outhouse, it's simply amazing!"

The speaker was a man in his early forties, with a bloated figure and a large, fat head.

"I heard him say that too. Madam just urged me to go see the house, but I declined because it was too late. How about we go together tomorrow?"

"Great, with more people, we might be able to negotiate a better price."

Hearing this, Zhang Ping'an smiled with satisfaction, and patted Wang Qisheng and Zhou Weidong on the shoulders with both hands.

"Gentlemen, tonight's bill is on me!"

Old Wang was taken aback, then gritted his teeth: "You said it yourself!"

"Old Zhou, I want three girls tonight!"

Zhou Weidong scoffed at this: "Come on, Lao Wang, you're risking your life!"

"Then I'll order five!"

Zhang Ping'an really wanted to shout: "Madam, I want to take on ten of them!"

Unfortunately, no one here understands his joke.

Tonight, the three of them stayed overnight at the Jiaofangsi (a government-run entertainment venue).

Old Wang and Zhou Weidong went on a serious revenge spending spree, one ordering three items and the other ordering five.

Zhang Ping'an didn't order any of them, not because he was arrogant, but because he was afraid of catching the disease.

There are no antibiotics in this world; getting infected with them can be fatal.

The next morning, Zhang Ping'an left the silver and headed straight for Wenhua Garden.

Riding on his horse, Zhang Ping'an could see from afar that the entrance to Wenhua Garden was bustling with cars and people, blocking the gate completely.

"Whoa!"

Zhang Ping'an tightened the reins and had no choice but to dismount some distance away, tie the horse to a tree by the roadside, and walk quickly over.

Upon seeing Zhang Ping'an, the busy gatekeeper was overjoyed.

"My lord, I'm extremely busy today. Steward Ning has already sent someone to fetch you."

"Are all these people here to buy houses?" Zhang Ping'an asked tentatively.

"Yes, I just came to take a look at it at first, but after seeing it, I immediately bought it."

"Several wealthy businessmen each bought ten houses."

"Those who were initially hesitant were also influenced and immediately handed over their money."

The security guard was very excited when he talked about it.

Zhang Ping'an was taken aback, and then sighed: It seems that someone has already discovered the business opportunity.

It has to be said that some people are just born with a keen sense of smell; no wonder they're so rich!

Not far away, several figures were peering out.

Unfortunately, Zhang Ping'an couldn't see it. If he had, he would definitely have recognized one of them.

"Your Excellency, judging from the current situation, it seems like the houses in Wenhua Garden are unsellable?"

The Minister of Personnel said in a sarcastic tone.

"I sent people to inquire, and then I sent someone to check it out myself. Every house here is exactly the same as that kid advertised. Such houses are unique in the world, and once they're sold, there won't be another one left."

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's quickly stock up on dozens of sets!" the Minister of Works urged.

He had already heard from his subordinates who were in charge of supervising the construction site that the design concept of the Wenhua Garden residence was at least a hundred years ahead of its time.

He came to see it in person yesterday in casual clothes and really liked the house.

Unfortunately, I feel that 20,000 taels for a set is a bit expensive.

He wanted to wait and see; if it didn't sell, Zhang Ping'an would lower the price.

Unexpectedly, the business was booming.

Today is only the second day of sales!

"What's the rush! Didn't you see that brat Zhang Ping'an just went in? If we go over there now, won't he laugh at us?" The Minister of Personnel couldn't bring himself to do it.

"I heard he built a full three hundred units this time, and with this many people, he can't even buy a third of them. What's the rush? Let's wait and see!" The Left Prime Minister said calmly, even though he also liked the house very much.

"Gentlemen, let's go back first, lest we run into acquaintances."

"The Left Prime Minister is right. Let's go back first. Even if we want to buy it, we should send someone to do it. None of us should show our faces," the Minister of Personnel suggested.

The others nodded in agreement, but the Minister of Works was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

Seeing that everyone else had left, he had no choice but to follow them.

Zhang Ping'an entered house number one.

This is the house he left for himself; it has already been simply furnished, with furniture and other items added.

He plans to use this place as his office temporarily.

In the living room, Zhang Ping'an sat at the head of the table, while the five material suppliers sat at the foot of the table.

"What brings you all here?" Zhang Ping'an asked with a smile.

The five men exchanged glances, and Qi Kun spoke first.

"My lord, we have raised some silver and intend to stockpile one hundred houses. Would you permit this?"

puff!

Zhang Ping'an spat out a mouthful of tea.

"You guys are really that optimistic about the house I built?" Zhang Ping'an was puzzled; this was too much of a gamble.

One hundred sets would cost two million taels of silver!

These five people probably had to exhaust all their relatives and friends to gather enough people!

Qi Kun laughed and said, "To be honest, sir, we are indeed very optimistic! The value of these houses may increase several times, or even ten times, in the future!"

Good heavens... Zhang Ping'an didn't even dare to think that much.

However, it's only a matter of time before it multiplies several times.

Zhang Ping'an pondered for a moment, then said seriously, "As long as you can come up with the money, of course we can."

Qi Kun's face lit up with joy: "Sir, I'm afraid we can't come up with the cash. But aren't you currently repairing roads? Could we use stones to offset part of the cost?"

"It's not impossible, but how much silver would you offer for those stones?" Zhang Ping'an asked.

Qi Kun said, "Sir, we are short of some silver. If you are willing, we can use stones to offset part of the cost."

"Deal!" Zhang Ping'an made the decision.

"Thank you, sir!" Qi Kun picked up his teacup.

"This servant offers you a cup of tea instead of wine, sir!"