Zhou Shuren also had a smile on his face, "A two hundred silver tael shop is larger, with a yearly rent of thirty silver taels, and the smaller one is twenty-five a year, one shop is enough to cover our family's annual expenses."
Zhulan smiled as well; they had no plans to rent out their residence. In a few days, Zhou Shuren would come to Pingzhou to attempt the Scholar exam. If he passed, even though he was too old to attend the Academy, he could still come to Pingzhou for exchanges. They were simply waiting for next year to participate in the triennial imperial examination; their residence needed to be kept as a place to live.
The next day, Zhou Shuren, with silver coin in hand, had the deeds to the shop and residence transferred to his name. After inviting some guests for a midday drink, he returned to the inn with the deeds.
Zhulan flipped through the deeds, "Why did you transfer everything into my name?"
