"There is no need to call him here, just take me to the place that sells shops. I want to see the zoning map right away." Taking advantage of still having gold coins in hand, Jasmine acted as soon as she thought of it; she did not want to miss the opportunity.
The place selling shops was not far from the castle, located right behind the noisy tavern street.
This area seemed to be a residential district, with houses built close together. During the day, most people went to work, so the streets were deserted; occasionally, there were only a few children running around playing.
The real estate transaction shop was not hard to find. The wooden signboard was already slightly faded. With Aaron leading the way, they found it very quickly.
The steward was a middle-aged man who looked rather sickly, with pale skin. Under his chin, he had a neatly trimmed goatee, and he wore a pair of round-rimmed glasses, looking quite elegant and intellectual.
