"The dragon root may not be old, but it's rarer. I'll offer you the same price as the ginseng, two hundred taels," Gu Chaoyan declared.
Shopkeeper Lin observed her and then nodded, recognizing her sincerity. This girl was straightforward—fair in her dealings, not inclined to take advantage of others.
"Alright, I'll take these. Even though your father is no longer with us, things will continue as they did in the past. Aside from these items, as long as the quality of the other herbs you cultivate is acceptable, I'll continue to purchase them. How does that sound?" Shopkeeper Lin proposed.
This was precisely what Gu Chaoyan had hoped for. With five acres of herbal fields at home, renting them out could still yield herbs. Bringing them to the Lin Family's medicine shop would be the ideal outcome.
