A modern Feng Shui master and fortune teller, Lin Wanyue, is transported by a car accident to a dynasty not recorded in history, becoming a three-year-old baby abandoned in a mass grave.
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Upon entering the house, it was found to be not very large, with a courtyard in front, all neatly arranged, enough for their family to live in.
"Wanwan?"
Lin Weiming glanced at Lin Wanyue first, and seeing her nod, he said to An Yazi, "How much is this house? You can't lie to people this time."
"No, no..." An Yazi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead when he saw that they were satisfied.
How could he dare to lie to people now?
He was afraid he would die if he fell into the hands of this father and daughter.
"One hundred taels of silver...?" An Yazi tentatively offered a price.
Lin Wanyue wasn't good at bargaining; after all, she had plenty of money in her past life and never felt bad about buying things at the original price.
Lin Wanyue looked at Lin Weiming.
The two stared at each other, both seeing a sense of helplessness in each other's eyes.
Finally, Lin Weiming said, "Fifty taels of silver!"
"This, this, how can this be? I bought this house for more than this price. If I sell it, you're forcing me to sell at a loss... Please, have mercy and raise the price, otherwise my shrewish wife won't let me off the hook when I get back home." An Yazi immediately screamed, refusing to agree no matter what.
After some back and forth, An Yazi finally sold it to him at cost price, for a total of eighty taels of silver!
Although the price has been set, the paperwork still needs to be prepared before the transaction can actually take place.
Lin Weiming then decided to stay in the city for another day.
The two stayed overnight at an inn in the county town, ate something, and went to the county government office to register the next day.
I spent eighty taels of silver to buy the house, along with the half-acre of land in front of it. Just thinking about it makes me feel so good!