"Good! We accept!" Liu Daniu exclaimed in pleasant surprise.
The corners of Qin Xiaoyao's lips curled up. Then, she looked at the middle-aged man.
"How about you?" she asked.
"I…" The middle-aged man opened his mouth a few times with a very pained look.
If he could afford 80 silver taels, he would definitely fight for it, even if it meant offending the people sitting opposite him.
After all, he had an agreement with the Huang family when he first signed the lease.
If the Huang family were to sell their courtyard house, he would have priority to buy it under the same conditions.
However, the problem was that he really didn't have 80 taels of silver.
Moreover, even if he borrowed money from his relatives, he wouldn't be able to gather so much silver in a short time.
Qin Xiaoyao understood and smiled.
"Since you can't afford it, then this courtyard house will go to my two younger brothers," she said.
