The young leader smiled, and the young veteran then blushed: "It's only a few hundred years away, it's a century-old shop..."

“I won’t rent it anymore”

The young master shook his head.

"ah?"

The young boss hurriedly said, "The rent can be negotiated."

"No"

The young boss waved his hand, with a little point of giving advice to the country: "I want to buy your building. Tell me, how much is it, you are willing to sell it!"

The boss hesitated for a while, but shook his head: "I can't sell it, where will I live if I sell it?"

...

...

Fang Jie looked at the timid young man in front of him and couldn't help but shake his head and smiled: "You don't have to be so reserved. This is what I beg you. If you are willing to sell, sell it. If you are unwilling to sell it, I will not ask for it. I mean, if you are willing to sell it, draw a place at the foot of Xicheng Mountain in Yongzhou for you. It is the best place to build the house. I will pay the wages and buy your house, which is a lot of copper coins. If you want to live in a ready-made one, many of the governments of the officials who have been searched are still empty. Just choose one."

The teahouse owner was stunned. He had never met a big man who spoke like this. Fang Jie started a massacre in Yongzhou City. The people had long regarded him as a cold-hearted person who killed people without blinking. He never thought that because of Hongxiuzhao's intention to buy a house, the big man actually discussed with him so politely and kindly.

"Too many... a homestead at the foot of the mountain is also more valuable than my building."

Everyone knows that only wealthy people can live at the foot of the mountain.

"This way, you think about it first, and give me a reply after thinking about it."

Fang Jie smiled and stood up to see the guests. Suddenly, he saw Chen Xiaoru strode in with a strange expression.
Chapter completed!