Upon seeing the shopkeeper's evasive look, the great aunt immediately got other ideas, and she coughed before extending two fingers.
The shopkeeper's face fell, but before he could speak, the great aunt interrupted him.
"Truth be told, this shop has been vacant for a long time now, and every day it's empty is a day you lose money. No one has been interested in your shop for half a month. We can give you two hundred taels of silver right now; if that works for you, it's just a matter of one word!"
The shopkeeper's face turned ashen, but thinking about how difficult it had been to sell the shop, he knew if he didn't seize this opportunity, selling it later might become even harder.
Even a fly's leg is still a leg, and mosquito meat is still meat!
He gritted his teeth and nodded.
Ruan Mian immediately handed over the purse and asked the shopkeeper to bring pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.
