Vol 2 Chapter 152: Storefront

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Yuan Qiu nodded: "I have just moved in here, but I am afraid that I will disturb you a lot."
Auntie sighed: "Is the old house of Dongli Lao Li's house?" She heard that the old house was sold out these days, and she did not expect to move people so quickly.
Yuan Zhenqi said: "The people who sell the house are quite young. How do you call Lao Li?"
Auntie smiled and said: "The house is the grandson of Lao Li. Lao Li died three years ago. The house was left to his son. The son died last year. He became a grandson again. The grandson could not keep it. I heard that The outside owed a lot of gambling debts, which only sold the old house."
"Where did he sell the house?" Yuan Zhen is puzzled. Even the house is sold, is there a home?
Auntie handed the oil paper bag to Yuan Qiu and sighed: "The original Lao Li family was doing cloth business. When it was difficult at first, it became more and more prosperous. I bought a shop in the downtown area and later set up another house. This old house was idle, and some people rented it, but never sold it. In the early years, when Li head returned to Ninghe Lane, he said that to raise an old man here, he couldn’t help but Lao Litou. Somehow, suddenly died."
"The son of Lao Litou is a wooden son, and his grandson is disobedient. This industry is defeated, and it is a matter of time."
When Yuan Qiu suddenly thought of something, he asked him: "Auntie, in this Ninghe Lane, can there be a medical hall?"
Auntie shook her head: "This is what Ning and Lane have, that is, there is no medical hall. The big guy has a headache and brain heat. They have to go to the medical hall outside to cure the disease. It is called a noble!" Auntie shook her head and thought of medicine. She didn’t dare to get sick when she saw the price of the medicine. This disease is one time, and the money that goes down in one year has to go half, sometimes even more.
After listening to the words of Auntie, Yuan Qiu Li Shi Yan smiled and said: "I don't want to be a big mother. When I was young, I went to the doctor with my master. I am now a child. I want to open a medical center in this capital city. I don't know if this Ning and Lane can be close." Are you renting to the store?"
The aunt listened to her, and looked at Yuan Qiu through the dim sunset. She sighed: "Are you like a small person, can you open a medical clinic?"
Seeing Yuan Qiu nod, the aunt said again: "It is a big event to open a medical hall. It is a good thing to save people from illness and illness. It is a bad thing to do. It is also a bad thing that can harm others. It is not fun."
"Auntie, although she is relieved, as the saying goes, without this gold steel drill, I dare not take this porcelain job. If I don't have a little bit of skill, how can I dare to practice medicine?"
Seeing that Yuan Qiu said resolutely, the aunt is not good to say anything, and the heart of the family is really a child who knows medicine.
"You ask, I think of one thing. There is a rice shop in the place not far from the front. The land is still quite big. I heard that I didn't want to do it before I went to rent it. I don't know if I rented it.

Xia Yuanqiu, who has modern people's thoughts, is actually not very reassured about renting a shop. If the price is OK, she would rather buy a store instead of choosing a rental method.
Leasing, especially in this ancient era, is a very uninsured model. In ancient times, the contract was not strict, and she was more inclined to buy a shop.
She handed the money to Auntie and asked: "Who is the owner of the oil rice shop?"
Auntie said: "It is Chen Fulai who manages the oil rice shop. Everyone lives in the warehouse behind the shop, and saves money. I heard that I have made a fortune and I am going back to my home to build a house. The shop is If you want to rent, go directly to Chen Fugui, if you will rent the money to Chen Fulai, fear that it is a meat buns and dogs, there is no return, Chen Fulai is not a good person, has always been bitter, tricky It’s just like this. The big guys are not willing to buy oil rice from him. He always loves to be short and short, so he can’t stay in this Ning and Lane.

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