Chapter 107: Property Acquisition

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Honestly, after looking through the photos the elderly lady had provided—not of girls, but of houses—Ye Chen had to admit, she truly had some skill. The resources she held were quite good, and he immediately found one he liked.

The elderly lady took a key from the safe and led Ye Chen out to see the house, explaining as they walked: “Handsome young man, the moment I saw you, I knew you were special. After viewing the house, I’ll prepare some noodles for you.”

Ye Chen quickly waved his hand. “No, no, I couldn’t possibly accept your noodles. Save them for your spouse.”

The elderly lady wasn’t one to be overly polite and continued her explanation: “A house around ten million in the outer city has to be in the Tenth Residential District. The houses there are newly built, and some even have two floors with basements—that’s rare in the outer city. I think you have great taste; you picked that one immediately.”

Listening to the chatty elderly agent, Ye Chen could only nod silently in agreement.

The house he had chosen was in an excellent location within the district. It was right next to the commercial area, easily accessible, yet a standalone property offering tranquility amid the bustle. Those who lived here were among the wealthiest and most prestigious in the outer city.

Soon, the two arrived inside the house Ye Chen had chosen. It boasted private space, a small courtyard, and a basement, with excellent privacy. Compared to the Seventh Residential District where Zhang Jingye had lived, this was a whole level above.

The yard was enclosed by walls, with a one-meter-wide white stone path running around it. Inside the path was a man-made ditch connecting to an empty space within the yard—perfect for planting flowers or vegetables.

Ye Chen wasn’t the type for leisurely pursuits. If he were to choose, it would definitely be vegetables—saving a lot on food expenses.

No, wait—he was a rich man now. He should hire someone to tend the vegetables, perhaps Ye Shanshan.

Ever since deciding to buy a house, he had planned to invite Ye Shanshan to live with him—not just together, but under the same roof. Life with a young lady under one roof would be wonderful, even if they each had their own rooms. He was confident he would be a good landlord.

In one corner of the yard stood a stone table beneath a large tree. Though the branches were bare this season, in the heat of summer, the tree’s dense foliage would offer a perfect cool retreat.

Ye Chen walked along the white stone path admiring the house’s exterior, which, as the elderly agent said, was new and grand in appearance.

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From the neighboring yard came the sounds of children running and playing, punctuated by a mother’s cautionary voice. It seemed to be another lively family, Ye Chen thought quietly.

Inside, the ground floor housed the reception room, dining room, kitchen, bathroom, and a study. Upstairs were three bedrooms and a viewing balcony. The interior was tastefully decorated, showing the original owner’s good sense.

Though the decorations had been removed, most furniture remained, sparing Ye Chen the trouble of buying everything anew.

According to the elderly lady, the original owner had moved to the inner city and wanted to sell this house quickly.

Ye Chen happily moved from room to room, occasionally stepping out onto the balcony for fresh air. Finally, taking a deep breath, he made his decision—this was the one.

After a brief negotiation, he bought it for 9.96 million. Men liked to buy things cleanly and decisively, without dragging matters out.

That familiar number caught his eye...

After paying the deposit, the remaining procedures were entrusted to the elderly lady. She quietly took out another stack of photos from her pocket and tapped Ye Chen’s arm.

Ye Chen glanced at them and politely declined, making a quick exit.

He thought of the prepaid card for Little Braised Egg still in his pocket. Had he not been busy cultivating these days, the Braised Egg family would have held a seven-day banquet by now.

On the way from the residential district to the market, Ye Chen stopped at the entrance of a small vacant lot.

From afar, he heard someone speaking animatedly and laughing quietly.

The lot had been idle for some time. Near the wall inside, piles of discarded construction materials lay scattered—steel rods twisted in every direction and half-cut pipes.

It had once been a beloved hide-and-seek spot for children.

Now, those with a bit of business savvy had set up a stall there, providing stoves, teaware, and snacks, running a winter tea gathering business.

The teapot bubbled gently over a charcoal stove, releasing fragrant steam.

Bold boys no longer crawled through the dirty pipes but circled the stall until someone mustered the courage to ask for snacks.

When they met generous adults, they shared the treats happily.

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The children, delighted, scattered to their secret base inside the pipes, huddling close together to share their joy.

Nearby, three lively companions sat happily around the stove, chatting and laughing.

Xu Fan and Qiao Mucao were engrossed in conversation. While Ye Chen didn’t hear the details, Xu Fan’s animated expression made it clear the topic interested him.

Chen Ma held a book, occasionally frowning and casting sideways glances at Xu Fan. Every time Xu Fan burst into untimely laughter, it disrupted his concentration.

Chen Bingfeng felt a tap on his shoulder and turned cautiously to see Ye Chen smiling warmly.

“You... finished your comprehension? Any progress?”

Ye Chen nodded slowly, then asked, “Can you focus on reading when you sit with those two?”

Chen Bingfeng shook his head helplessly, glancing at the children and saying, “I think I’m better suited to hide in the pipes.”

Qiao Mucao, excited at seeing another friend, said, “Come, come, come! We all have the day off today, so we picked this spot for tea.”

“How do you like the place I chose? And try the snacks I brought. Look what I got.”

Ye Chen looked closely—it was the sour, astringent wild fruit he had often picked for hunger during his wilderness hunts. He nearly vomited from the taste before.

Qiao Mucao put on gloves, clasping her hands together, which turned black from the rubber. She then ignored the fruit roasting over the charcoal stove and peeled one open expertly.

Oh? Rubber heat insulation—that’s skillfully applied!

“Here, try it. I know you’ve eaten these wild fruits before, but roasted, they taste sweeter.”

Ye Chen skeptically took the steaming fruit and chewed a few bites, raising his eyebrows—it was actually quite good.

Qiao Mucao asked doubtfully, “Not hot?”

With his cheeks full, Ye Chen couldn’t speak and only shook his head—thinking, “Hot? Hardly.”

Xu Fan chimed in, “You really have a talented tongue!”

Ye Chen: “???”