"The same question, I don't want to ask a third time. What is the price?" Ya Molian's cold gaze fixed on the shopkeeper as he asked again.
"Uh."
The shopkeeper shuddered in fear, nervously swallowing his saliva.
"This...five...five thousand taels."
When he first took over this shop, he had intended to use twenty thousand taels of silver, but the previous owner insisted on twenty-five thousand taels. In the end, he felt the location of the shop was indeed quite good, so he bought it for twenty-five thousand taels.
Now, he could just make that five thousand taels back.
"Five thousand taels, you heartless shopkeeper, are you robbing me?" Lin Caisang exploded upon hearing the amount.
Even if she had a lot of silver, she couldn't just throw it away, right? Everyone knows this thousand-needles jade is neither good-looking nor useful. To buy it is to bring home a useless piece of jade, and they want five thousand taels for it?
Why didn't he just say fifty thousand taels?
"This...."
