This man's fist was like an iron hammer.
Lin Yunxu was filled with hatred, but he did not dare to fight Zhao Zhan head-on.
If it weren't for the fact that he had sent Dingli out to do other things, how could this Zhao Zhan be able to stand here so easily after beating him up?
"State your price." Lin Yunxu managed to stand up with Shuqin's help. He could only stand up straight by leaning most of his body weight on her. "How much are you selling it to the Rising Cloud Inn? I'll buy it for double the price."
"Manager Li spent a thousand silver on me, and you're offering double the price. Does that mean you're giving me two thousand?
"Apart from this, I signed a deal with him to split the profits, so that isn't a fixed price. In other words, other than paying me two thousand, you will have to give me half of the silver for every tofu-related dish you sell in the future.
"These are the conditions, did you hear clearly?"
