Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 249: Renting a House

Chapter 249: Chapter 249: Renting a House

Yang Fan helped Bai Mengzhu open the door.

But perhaps being too nervous, she stumbled a bit as she entered, and although she managed to steady herself, her skirt flew up.

In that instant, Yang Fan’s eyes shone like two little suns.

He was dazzled by the pink and black, his breathing quickened.

Black crotchless stockings, paired with a pink thong, and the narrowest kind at that, which didn’t fully cover the opening left by the black stockings, squeezing out two patches of snow-white in the middle.

Though the combination seemed a bit messy, Bai Mengzhu’s figure was so good that the messiness turned into another kind of allure, making Yang stare, his heart pounding in waves.

Bai Mengzhu didn’t dare to look back at Yang Fan; she hastily adjusted her skirt and fled into the room like a bat out of hell.

Yang Fan, with a touch of regret that the beautiful view was no longer available, decided to look at the house instead.

This was supposed to be a not-so-typical courtyard house, with a main house that had a sunroom, flanked by two wing rooms, and a stone flower bed in the corner of the yard, where flowers bloomed lavishly in tiers.

Bai Mengzhu seemed to be a person who loved flowers, as they were particularly well taken care of, lush and blooming.

If Little Mother saw such a garden of flowers and plants, she would definitely find an endless array of common topics with Bai Mengzhu.

But to Yang Fan, the only adjective for these things was, they were indeed quite pretty.

At this moment, the door to the main house opened, and out walked Bai Mengzhu, having changed into another tight-fitting skirt.

"Sorry about that," she said with a slightly embarrassed smile.

"Nothing to be sorry about, wardrobe malfunctions like that probably happen to most people," Yang Fan said.

Bai Mengzhu smiled awkwardly and didn’t say much else.

"Would you like to come in and have a glass of water?" As they reached the door, it seemed to suddenly occur to her to invite Yang Fan in.

Yang Fan waved his hand, "No need, I’m not very thirsty."

"Okay, then I’ll skip the formalities, and we can get right to inspecting the room," Bai Mengzhu said.

The awkward incident was thus covered up by her forceful calm.

Yang Fan, with Bai Mengzhu back in tow, returned to town, and under her guidance, arrived at the storefront for rent.

The storefront appeared to have been recently renovated, still bearing the signage of a clothing store.

Yang Fan, who usually visited the town daily, knew the store too.

He had thought it was a clothing store that was temporarily closed, but it had actually already gone out of business.

"This place was rented to a brand-name clothing store before, but their prices were a bit too high for our town’s residents. They couldn’t afford it and the store closed in less than three months. It’s been vacant since, and I haven’t found the right tenant," Bai Mengzhu explained as she opened the door.

"There are some counters, tables, and chairs left by the previous tenant. You can keep what you can use, and I’ll remove what can’t be used so they won’t be in the way," she continued.

Yang Fan looked around the room, the walls were still clean, which saved him the trouble of having to redecorate.

His principle now was to save wherever possible; the best would be not having to refurbish at all.

In the recycling business, working capital was the main expense, while other things were not as crucial.

"I’m quite satisfied with the house, but let’s talk about the price," Yang Fan brought up the critical issue again.

The conversation had been cut off halfway earlier because of Bai Mengzhu’s skirt mishap.

"I’m not one for haggling. In fact, a price of twenty thousand in our town isn’t high at all. The shop next door and the dessert store, their rent is higher than twenty thousand. The supermarket near the bank is about twice the size of this, and their annual rent is nearly one hundred thousand," Bai Mengzhu explained.

"However, their situation is different from ours. We have our own circumstances. Since you’ve asked, I’ll lower it by a thousand, how does that sound?" she offered.

Yang Fan immediately agreed cheerfully, "I see you’re a straightforward person, so I won’t beat around the bush either, we’ll settle on this price. Let’s go check out the back, for my line of work, the back is more important than the front."

Bai Mengzhu smiled faintly, and even seemed a bit embarrassed.

Passing through the shop, the two of them arrived at the backyard.

The yard was not large, but it was more than enough for Yang Fan to store his inventory, definitely sufficient for his needs.

In one corner of the yard, there was also a small brick and concrete structure, like a side room.

Yang Fan walked in first and upon seeing the situation inside the room, he suddenly paused.

It was as if he had plunged headfirst into a bra museum.

A clothes rack was crammed full of all sorts of bras, and the bed was nearly covered by them.

What kind of ceremony had the previous tenant performed before leaving?

"Miss Bai, is there some special meaning to this?" Yang Fan called out from inside.

Bai Mengzhu had not yet entered.

"What’s wrong?" Bai Mengzhu, hearing his voice, walked in and upon seeing the state of the room they suddenly let out an exclamation and quickly said to Yang Fan, "I’m sorry, I washed these yesterday, and I was planning to sort them out this morning, but I was late for work and forgot about them..."

"I’m sorry, have a look around at the other places while I gather these up."

Yang Fan looked incredulously at the bras that numbered no less than several dozen, "These are all yours? I thought they were left over from a clothing store."

"They are... they’re mine. Could you please step outside for a moment? I’ll be very quick," Bai Mengzhu said, embarrassed.

She was on the verge of social death today.

How could she encounter so many embarrassing situations out of the blue?

Reluctantly stepping out of the room, Yang Fan thought the number of her bras was truly frightening.

Did one really need that many?

Moreover, there were so many different designs.

"You can come in now, Mr. Yang,"

A few minutes later, Bai Mengzhu’s voice came from inside the room.

Only then did Yang Fan re-enter.

Every bra in the house had been tidied away, and next to Bai Mengzhu, there were now two large cardboard boxes.

"Although my home isn’t too far away, I just can’t be bothered with the walk, so I’ve been living here since the previous tenant moved out. Everything here is what I bought afterward. Take a look and see what you need and what you don’t, and let me know," Bai Mengzhu said rather calmly, but she was so nervous that she scarcely dared to look at Yang Fan.

Yang Fan looked around and nodded, saying, "The stuff here seems very practical. If you are willing to leave it, then please leave it all behind for me."

The room didn’t have much in the way of excess, just a bed, a cabinet, and an office desk that Bai Mengzhu had used as a dressing table. For Yang Fan, all these items were very useful.

In the future, he would definitely need to stay here, and all this would have to be arranged.

"As long as you don’t mind, leaving them behind is fine," Bai Mengzhu agreed and asked, "Do you have any other questions?"

"I’ll need to make some minor modifications in the yard; is that okay?" Yang Fan asked.

This was an important matter because he needed to put up a shed for storing medicinal herbs later on.

"Of course, that’s fine."