The shopkeeper glanced at them, hesitated a little, and said: "Not bad, not bad, let's see if it fits?"
Su Mo immediately asked: "Shopkeeper, wouldn't it be good to open a bookstore here?"
The shopkeeper said: "It's just that there is a family in front of me. It is said that they are also relatives of the emperor, so I'm afraid..."
Hearing what she said, Su Mo smiled slightly. The shopkeeper still had a conscience and didn't want to trick anyone in a hurry to get rid of him.
The location here is good, but there is a school in front of it, which is responsible for printing books. Opening a book shop is a dead end.
She smiled and said: "Shopkeeper, if you want to sell it, just give us a real price. Our young master doesn't care about money."
The shopkeeper looked at Su Yue and then at Su Mo. If a girl has such an attitude, what kind of son does this young master deserve?
Personable, handsome and elegant, he looks like he has a lot of background.
He thought for a while, although he was very eager to sell, but he was not in a hurry anymore, as if he was still reluctant to sell after making a lot of money. After talking about it, he said: "Since the young master sincerely wants to buy, let's do this, seven thousand eight hundred
Two pieces of silver."
Su Yue's eyes widened. Eight thousand taels, his total wealth was only a few hundred taels.
He looked at Su Mo, who smiled and said, "Shopkeeper, if we don't buy it, you will lose another opportunity."
The shopkeeper said: "Miss, I'm not afraid to tell you. In fact, many people want to buy from my shop. But I have been reluctant to sell it. Besides, I just pressed this piece of satin fabric. If it is processed, I will sell others.
Even opening a restaurant is profitable."
Su Yue looked at it and found that it was indeed the case.
Su Mo remained calm and said, "Shopkeeper, you must have sold thousands of taels of goods now. Fortunately, this house is yours. But look at it, it probably hasn't been painted for a long time. Someone else bought it and needs to repaint it."
.Even if you don’t make any money, if you live on this street and open a shop, you still have to pay a penny every year in taxes, land expenses, and miscellaneous taxes. Now the shopkeeper has almost enough money to make ends meet. And
I reluctantly sold my cloth at a low price, probably not even one-tenth of the price. Selling it was like throwing it away, so I might as well keep it for myself, right?"
The shopkeeper looked at her in surprise. How could this little girl know everything? Could it be that she had been staring at him for a long time?
