When Jiang Mo heard this price, her eyes lit up. When did the Wang family have such a rich relative? If someone wanted flour, her family was willing to sell them! Moreover, if they were relatives, they might be able to negotiate the price and ask the other party to give them more. "How much did he want? How much did your family sell?"
Chen Ni extended two fingers. "I saw it clearly. At that time, your father-in-law was holding a thick stack of money!"
In this day and age, the maximum face value of bills was 10 yuan, so one could imagine how valuable 10 yuan was these days.
To be able to take out dozens of bills so casually was quite shocking for ordinary families in the countryside. Moreover, it was an upright person like Mr. Wang.
Jiang Mo's eyes widened. This time, she could no longer sit still. She stood up to leave, but then she sat back down and whispered into Chen Ni's ear, "You can't spread word of this."
