"Baron Leonard has never lived in this house, but rented it out to earn rent."
Miss Michael explained, "And the legend is still haunted recently."
Jenkins paused when he noticed Dad holding the teapot beside him.
"Haunted?"
Jenkins frowned, "Although I don't believe in supernatural phenomena other than gods, if there are such rumors..."
"rest assured."
Miss Mihail was noncommittal about Jenkins' "cowardly" performance, chuckled twice, and explained: "I also heard rumors that there are ghosts there, and I took Hathaway there for two nights, but nothing happened , the so-called haunting is just a rumor.”
There was a little disappointment in her tone, the old man was right, this girl would destroy herself sooner or later because of her boldness.
Jenkins didn't answer right away, looking at his father out of the corner of his eye, the old man nodded.
"That would be great, if that's the case, I'd be happy to live there, I don't know how that Baron Leonard can get in touch..."
Miss Michel seemed very interested in acting as a middleman, and that afternoon, Jenkins met the Baron Leonard in Father's shop.
He was handsome, well-spoken, and not very old. Although he was wearing a decent white shirt and black suit, the clothes looked a little old.
"Money is tight, poorer than me."
Jenkins understood why he was eager to sell the house.
Dad was in a good mood today, so he simply ended his business day early and accompanied Jenkins and the baron to the house at 13 St. George's Road. It's only three blocks from Papa Antiques.
This area, like Privet Drive, is also a dedicated residential area, but the environment and housing quality are incomparable to Privet Drive.
Two storeys plus a small front yard and storage behind the house, that's all the property is for sale. Jenkins looked upstairs and downstairs. The house was clean and tidy, with all the furniture. After opening the [Eye of Reality], he didn't see anything strange.
"Very clean."
Jenkins commented, and looked at Dad, which was a pun.
"Yes, very clean."
The old man agreed, and Jenkins was relieved.
"That's good. The so-called haunting is just a falsehood spread by those inferior people."
While speaking, Baron Leonard wiped the sweat from his forehead with the handkerchief in the breast pocket of his black suit, looking nervous.
"Since you feel good, do you want to buy it? You were personally introduced by Miss Mihail, and I can give you a very favorable price."
"It's really nice here."
Jenkins said so, and thought so in his heart, but is it a bit hasty to decide now
"I only live alone. Isn't this house a bit big?"
"You can't say that."
The baron denied, "Mr. Williams is about to reach the age of marriage. You will have to change to a bigger house sooner or later. Instead of wasting another gold pound, it is better to start preparing now."
Dad actually nodded too!
"That's right."
Jenkins muttered to himself, stroking the fabric sofa beside him with his hand. The baron introduced that it was imported from the Cheslan Kingdom.
"But...how much gold do you want?"
"I have the ownership of the house and land, and I can sell them to you for 180 pounds. But these furniture are also very valuable, because they are not brand new, so I can discount them by 50 pounds, a total of 230 pounds."
Jenkins laughed twice, "I don't want furniture. Dad has antique furniture. Why should I buy these that have been used many times by someone?"
"gentlemen."
The baron looked a bit embarrassed, he gritted his teeth, and persuaded again: "I know this is a bit difficult, but I definitely can't transport these furniture, those damned dock workers will definitely demand a lot of moving fees. Instead of letting those The inferior people have stolen our gold pounds, so why not take a step back, all the things, 200 pounds, as long as you give me cash today, they will be yours."
That's a very reasonable price indeed, and the Baron looks really desperate to sell here. If you miss it, Jenkins will never come across this cheap thing again.
But Baron Leonard's attitude is a little strange, why is he in such a hurry to get out of here? Is there something tricky
Jenkins looked at the old man again, and the old man opened his mouth and made a "yes" mouth shape.
Then there is no problem. If you buy this kind of place for 200 pounds, even if you sell it immediately, it is still a profitable transaction.
Before Jenkins crossed over, he was a Chinese who was troubled by housing prices, and his desire for real estate could not be changed even if he changed his body.
"Procedures for land transactions..."
"No problem, as long as this deal is concluded, everything will be handed over to me!"
There was some joy on the baron's face, and he pressed his hat to indicate that everything was left to him.
In the evening, Jenkins and his father returned to St. George Street in a carriage, took out the key tied with red wool from their pockets, and the two walked into the house.
"It feels like a dream. I bought a whole house?"
Jenkins sighed.
"Surprised? That's normal."
The old man sat on the sofa and patted the quilt of the sofa chair with emotion, "This is a high-end sofa handmade by Master Bu Luotuo. Just this piece of furniture can be sold for at least 50 pounds. That Mr. Baron is really a crime!"
"Father, are there really no evil spirits here?"
Jenkins asked.
"It's happened before, and the rumors of being haunted should be true."
The old man pointed upstairs, "It's almost in the bedroom on the second floor, but the aura of the spirit body is already very weak. It must have been wiped out in the past few days, and it must have offended the passer-by."
"It should be Miss Hesha."
Jenkins guessed in his heart, and at the same time knew that his father had a special ability to observe spirit bodies.
"Then Baron Leonard is eager to make a move..."
"Gambling debt."
The old man replied simply and clearly: "He lost a lot of money in the casino, and borrowed usury from gangsters in the slums. He deliberately copied the haunted things here, because he knew that Britney Mihail was very interested in this place. She was interested in this kind of thing and wanted to sell it to her for working capital, but who knew she lived here for a few days and found that there were no so-called haunted incidents, so she didn't buy it. Bad rumors made others unwilling live here… "
"I picked up a great deal?"
Jenkins concluded.
"Yes, your luck is very good. I found that your luck has suddenly improved since the castle's treachery. Is it the fate hermit's compensation for the previous days?"