Quan Zhong looked at Butler Yu in shock. Was there still room for bargaining?
In contrast, Shu Yu's face was full of pleasant surprise, and she was trying hard to control her expression. She pursed her lips, coughed lightly, and said, "Three taels of silver... To be honest, it's still a little difficult for farmers like us to afford that. After all, we're not sure if we'll be able to make money in the early stages of the store opening, and the rent of the store is a fixed expense. Hmm..."
She pondered for a moment, then looked up and asked carefully, "Butler Yu, how about this - I'll pay half a year's rent in one go, so can you give me a cheaper price? Two, two taels?"
The veins on Intermediary Quan's forehead twitched as he thought to himself, "Miss Lu, you really dare to say that. Two taels of silver? Why don't you just rob someone?"
