Seeing his cunning expression, Ling Zhenfei knew this old fox must have a trick up his sleeve. However, since he agreed to rent the land, they could slowly negotiate the price.
"Hehe, you are the village head, so naturally, village matters are decided by you. Just name a price, and as long as it's reasonable, we can discuss it."
"Good, nephew, now that's being straightforward!"
Hearing Ling Zhenfei's straightforward response, Wang Changhe sneered internally and immediately held up two fingers: "Zhenfei, you should know that the land to the west of the village is prime land, with water in the front and forested hills at the back. Anything planted there will thrive! Alright, I'll cut to the chase. This is the price!"
"Two hundred an acre?" Seeing his fingers, Ling Zhenfei's heart skipped a beat.
If Wang Changhe offered that price, he'd be getting a great deal.
