Chapter 713 - 698: I Am Not a Slut 9

Chapter 713: Chapter 698: I Am Not a Slut 9

For several days, the Jiang family home was filled with an especially enticing aroma.

Mrs. Jiang had been resting at home these days, and the delicious smell made her crave meat so badly, but Anning wouldn’t allow it, insisting she only drink porridge, which made Mrs. Jiang’s cravings even worse.

These days, Jiang Anping has gotten fatter from eating stuffed buns.

Even Mr. Jiang, who came home late, when he smelled the lingering fragrance, wished he could eat a few more buns.

An Nan had been experimenting for a few days, adjusting the filling recipe several times until he found the best ratio and confidently went out to look for a shop, checking the market.

Anning had also been pondering matters these days.

She had handed over the documents and had also made some money, plus the money in Xiao Yuan’s card was not small by any means.

But Anning felt the money was still too little, it was never enough for anything, so she started thinking about the stock market again.

It just so happened that An Xin, who had been dormant, woke up. Anning needed to make use of the waste.

Otherwise, An Xin might start getting ideas.

She would definitely think Anning didn’t need her anymore and might be scared.

An Xin might not be good at other things, but analyzing data was definitely her strong suit, Anning in her past life relied entirely on An Xin to cause storms in the stock market and turn her fortunes around.

Anning wanted to invest the money in the stock market to make some quick cash.

That evening, Anning was sitting with Mrs. Jiang in the living room watching TV, the TV was playing a domestic drama series, just the usual mother-in-law and daughter-in-law conflicts.

Mrs. Jiang was watching and crying, and when she got to the emotional parts, she would start complaining to Anning.

"Look how much the daughter-in-law on TV has to endure, it reminds me of myself. When I first married your dad, we also suffered a lot in the countryside, you don’t know how excessive your grandma was then, she would wake up at six in the morning and scold me for being lazy, for waking up late, she could scold me for half a day over the slightest thing, and back then just after getting married, I was so thin-skinned that I cried all day from her words."

Anning just listened, occasionally handing Mrs. Jiang some water to drink to soothe her throat, so she wouldn’t hurt her throat from all the complaining.

Mrs. Jiang was just getting into her story when Mr. Jiang came back.

Seeing Mr. Jiang come home, Mrs. Jiang immediately stopped crying.

Anning smiled and handed a glass of water to Mr. Jiang: "Dad, you came back a bit late today."

Mr. Jiang smiled, "The restaurant is doing well, someone booked the place, I was busy till now, why aren’t you asleep? From now on, don’t wait for me, go to sleep, it’s not good for your health otherwise."

"Have you eaten?"

Mrs. Jiang asked Mr. Jiang.

Sitting on the sofa drinking water, Mr. Jiang replied, "I ate a bit, the restaurant had some leftover food, I just made do."

Mrs. Jiang then stood up and walked to the kitchen, "Then I’ll cook you some noodles."

Watching Mrs. Jiang enter the kitchen, Anning sat down next to Mr. Jiang, nudging his arm, "Dad, I need to talk to you about something."

"What is it?"

Mr. Jiang put down his drink and turned to look at Anning.

Anning leaned in and lowered her voice, "How much money do we have? Show me the bankbook."

Mr. Jiang paused for a moment, then laughed and pushed Anning back, "Why do you need to see the bankbook? What do you need to know how much money we have for, that’s your mom and my coffin funds, we can’t show you that."

"It’s just that I’m thinking of buying a house."

Anning was indeed considering buying several properties.

Most modern worlds consist of parallel spaces, with very similar development.

Anning traveled to a very early point in time where smartphones were just beginning to be developed, and the Flying Messenger was only starting to be used in big cities, barely used in more remote areas.

At this point in time, the housing prices had not soared as they would in the following few years.

Moreover, from the memories of her original self, she knew that next year, the housing prices in this city would rise again, making buying a house a huge burden then.

Anning wanted to take advantage of the current relatively low housing prices to buy several properties, to provide some security for her family.

"Why are you buying houses?"

Mr. Jiang was quite surprised: "These current housing prices are frighteningly high. You’d need to take out loans to buy, and then you’d have to bear decades of debt. That’s not economical. Our family has only three daughters; there’s no need to buy houses. Your mother and I are living in this old house. When you girls find partners, just find ones who have houses, which would be less hassle."

Anning frowned.

She realized just how conservative Mr. Jiang’s thinking was.

"Dad, you can’t think like this."

However conservative Mr. Jiang’s thoughts were, Anning knew how to coax money out of him. When it came to persuading people, Anning was unmatched: "You need to look at the detailed expenses. If we buy in a good neighborhood, all the residents there will be highly educated and of high quality. The social connections are different. If we get familiar with them and ask them to introduce partners for us, they would certainly introduce good ones. Moreover, when we women choose men, the men’s families with good conditions will also be selective about us. Look at our neighborhood, shabby and run-down. To put it nicely, it’s an old neighborhood, but bluntly, it’s a slum. If we bring somebody here, they might be spooked away. But if we buy a nice, spacious house in a good neighborhood, it will look different. People will see the nice house and won’t know how much we owe; they’ll just know we’re living in a good house, suggesting that our family’s circumstances aren’t too bad, and voila, a good son-in-law secured."

Anning gave a long explanation, which really got Mr. Jiang thinking.

He thought carefully and felt that there was sense in Anning’s words.

Living in that kind of high-end neighborhood would not only impress others, but also give his daughters confidence in finding partners.

He thought about how he was making a good income now. The restaurant where he was the head chef was doing well, and his salary and bonuses altogether were quite substantial. In addition, he could work for another decade or so, by which time the loans would surely be paid off.

"Have you found a good one?"

Mr. Jiang asked Anning softly.

Anning nodded: "Yes, the neighborhood is really good. I’m just laying out the facts for you, we need to buy within our means, looking at the amount of water before we divert the river. We can’t just rashly buy a villa with only hundreds of thousands. You agree, right?"

Mr. Jiang couldn’t help but nod: "That’s also true."

He stood up, beckoning Anning to follow him into the bedroom.

Mr. Jiang took a drawer key from a corner, opened the drawer in front of Anning, and then took out several passbooks along with some cash.

Anning helped him count it, and after counting, she was quite surprised: "Wow, dad, you’re really something, quietly saving up quite a bit of money. Why not buy a house with this money?"

Mr. Jiang waved his hand: "I’ve been saving this as dowry for you three daughters. You are all girls; in the future, you’ll have your husbands’ houses, why waste money on properties? Better to give you the cash, it’s more useful."

Anning thought to herself that this couldn’t be right; buying a house would be much more valuable than giving cash, given that housing prices change daily, but cash remains static.

But she couldn’t say this out loud.

"I also have some money on hand; I’ve taken a few jobs recently, and I’m earning quite well. Combined we can even pay in full for a house, but I think it’s better to take out a loan for two."

Mr. Jiang was shocked: "What? Two houses? I’m not even sure if we can afford one."

Anning patted Mr. Jiang’s shoulder: "Don’t worry, you give me the money, and you come with me to the bank tomorrow. You transfer the money to my card, I’ll give you an IOU, considering it a loan to me. It won’t take long before I turn it into three houses."

Mr. Jiang really doubted her words.

"You’re not going to do something bad, are you?"