After binding the loving mother system, I was so bad

After the merchant heard the news, he immediately rushed to sell the goods at a low price and at the same time sold his property in Kyoto.

No matter how expensive this house is, it will be worthless once there is war, especially since the barbarians in the north are so brutal and always rob and run away.

When the time comes, I will set fire to Kyoto, and all my life's hard work will be wasted!

There are many people who share the same idea as him.

For a time, merchants from all over the country sold their properties.

What? The northern barbarians invaded the Great Zhou.

The northern barbarians had broken through the defense line and the Marquis of Yongchang was defeated.

Everyone started selling their houses and preparing to flee south, and the emperor was also preparing to go.

For a time, driven by some people with ulterior motives, the people of Kyoto were in a panic. Those who had houses and the means sold them at low prices, preparing to live with their relatives and friends who had fled to the south of the Yangtze River.

Those who had no means could only tighten their belts and exchange their copper coins for silver or gold, which they would wear on their belts or put in the soles of their shoes, so that they could escape at any time in case of war.

Among all the places, Baichuan Academy, Baiwei Restaurant and Yongchang Marquis Mansion stand out. They are operating as usual and students go to school as usual, as if the rumors are false.

Due to the influence of the rumors, housing prices in Kyoto have been falling sharply.

Some unreasonable families gathered together and made trouble at the door of Yongchang Marquis' Mansion.

"You should give us an explanation. It was you who raised the house prices. Now that the house prices are so low, you should be responsible for us!"

"That's right, why don't you take our house?! Anyway, the Marquis's wife has already bought so many houses, so we can afford one or two more."

"If you don't take over our house today, I will hit my head and die here!"

"Oh my God, don't give us poor people a way to live!"

The crowd was crying and wailing, there were white-haired old people and pregnant women with big bellies, their clothes were neat but old, and they did not look very wealthy.

More and more people gathered in front of the gate of Yongchang Marquis Mansion, some came to watch the fun, and some came to take advantage of the opportunity to get a piece of the pie.

The evil of human nature was fully displayed at this moment.

In a three-story building in Kyoto, there were a few men in flowing clothes, sitting on the third floor with a wide view, drinking tea and talking to each other. They looked in the direction of the Yongchang Marquis Mansion and kept on making sarcastic remarks.

"As expected of you, with just a little trick, all that Gu Nanxi worked so hard for turned into nothing."

"That's right. Isn't Gu Nanxi relying on her good reputation? However, she doesn't know that people's hearts are fickle. We only need to fan her with a fan and she will fall from the sky into the mud."

"Not only that, the Lord first made Gu Nanxi spend a large sum of money to mortgage the house. Now, if she had just kept quiet, it would have been fine, but she insisted on publishing a book called "The Legend of the Lonely City". Who is she mocking?!"

"She wants to die, and we can't stop her. So we can take advantage of the popularity of The Lonely City and spread rumors that Kyoto will be conquered, so that the housing prices in Kyoto will plummet."

"If we continue to encourage these people to go to Gu Nanxi to sell their houses, haha, I wonder where Gu Nanxi will get that much money!"

"This time, Gu Nanxi failed to steal the chicken but lost the rice. Let her know that there is no smart person in this world! In the future, let her jump less and stay at ease in the backyard!"

The men were very proud of their plan. It was just Gu Nanxi, but he was so arrogant. Did he really think that there was no one left in the Zhou Dynasty?

After the wine tour, someone asked with drunken eyes, "There are rumors that the Marquis of Yongchang is going back to Kyoto. Is it true?"

His companion nodded his head up and down, with two red clouds on his cheeks: "You know the temperament of the people in Kyoto. You said it was going to rain today, and it would spread in a blink of an eye. The whole Kyoto would be flooded. Why should you believe them?"

At this time, someone suddenly woke up from his sleep and asked, "Gu Nanxi's luck is a bit weird. Will the houses sold by these people increase in price?"

The thin man next to him, who was covered in gold and silver jewelry, patted his shoulder and said with a swagger, "That's absolutely impossible! These people all live in shanty towns. There's nothing you can grow in that place. Ordinary people don't even want to go there. There's no way the price will go up."

In the Yongchang Marquis Mansion, Lumei finally waited until Gu Nanxi woke up from her sleep. While helping Gu Nanxi put clothes on, her eyes were full of anxiety.

"Master, I don't know who has instigated so many common people to gather at the gate of our mansion to cause trouble!"

"What's going on?" Gu Nanxi was sleepy and his mind was still unclear.

Green Plum pouted her little mouth and told the whole story.

"Those people were all residents of the shantytown in the southwest corner of Kyoto. They were instructed by someone to ask us to buy their land and houses."

"Southwest corner?" Gu Nanxi had never really been to that place.

Lu Mei introduced: "That area was a mass grave during the war in the previous dynasty. Few people in Kyoto are willing to build houses there. Only those who really have no other options will build a small thatched hut there."

"Later, more and more people gathered there, and it gradually became a shantytown. The houses would collapse if the wind blew. How could they have the nerve to ask us to buy houses?"

Hearing this, two big words emerged in Gu Nanxi's mind: Demolition!

Kyoto was becoming more and more prosperous, and people were flocking to it. The population density was not much different from that of later capitals.

"Are they asking for too much?" Gu Nanxi asked suspiciously.

"The price is even lower than the market price, but even if the place is given away for free, no one would be willing to live there. So what's the point of having a lower price?" Lumei curled her lips in disdain. Who would buy that place?

"How much is the total amount? How big is the area?" Gu Nanxi intuitively felt that the good days of becoming a landlord were beckoning to her!

This money is never spent easily.

Although she owned a farm, she couldn't bear to charge the tenant farmers too high taxes.

If there is a disaster year, not only should the rent be waived, but they should also be given subsidies to prevent them from starving to death.

Therefore, relying solely on the output of farmland, apart from providing the city with more fresh, green, pollution-free vegetables and fruits, you really can't make much money.

In the Zhou Dynasty where business was so prosperous, one could either do business or be a rent collector; that was the way to make money!

Since she couldn't stand the hard work of doing business, she had no choice but to invest money and become a rent collector.

Lu Mei tilted her head and thought for a while: "I guess it's only a few hundred acres. It's only a hundred acres, and they dare to ask for 20,000 strings of cash!"

Gu Nanxi jumped up when he heard this. In the Song Dynasty, one mu of official land cost two hundred to three hundred strings of cash. One hundred mu of arable land would cost twenty to thirty thousand strings of cash.

This group of people sold their houses to Gu Nanxi at the price of farmland.

To others, it was wishful thinking, but to Gu Nanxi, it was a huge bargain!

What I value is not their shabby straw hut, but their land!

If a windfall comes your way, don’t miss it.

"Buy it!" Gu Nanxi waved his hand.