300 taels for a waiter's courtyard is reasonable.
But that was more than thirty years ago. Over the years, with the renovations and expansions by the Chen Family, it should be worth at least 350 to 400 taels by now.
That's under normal circumstances, but the sale of this courtyard by the Chen Family was anything but normal.
In the evening, Third Lu came back excitedly and said, "The Chen Family's house was sold. Guess how much it went for."
Everyone was having dinner at the table. Uncle Meng, who knew Chenggu County best, thought for a moment and said, "380 taels?"
Third Lu shook his head, and Meng Qi guessed, "400 taels? This area is quite bustling now."
"That's not right either."
Everyone had taken a guess, mostly estimating upwards of 300 taels.
When it was Shu Yu's turn, she looked at Third Lu's mysterious expression and thought for a moment, "240 taels?"
In fact, she initially thought of saying 250 taels, but 250 didn't sound nice, so she reduced it by ten taels.
