Chapter 217 Buying a Shop

Fan Wanyue stood on the stairs and seemed to have put in a lot of mental preparation before she stepped on the bluestone brick floor in the backyard.

She warned Zhang Jinlan again.

"Grandma, this is so big. I love it so much."

Jiang Fubao pretended to be very happy and ran back and forth in the backyard.

After a while, sweat started to appear on my head.

"Why are you running, kid? Do you like it so much?"

Logically, if there really was a ghost in the backyard, the child would cry non-stop.

But the granddaughter was not surprised at all, she was actually very happy.

Could it be that...

Because there are immortals protecting us, ghosts don’t dare to come and run away?

Zhang Jinlan's eyes lit up.

The fear in my heart disappeared instantly.

Yes, the granddaughter is protected by the immortals, so why would she be afraid of any demons or monsters?

After she figured it out, she felt much better while touring the yard. She was even thinking about which room she would choose to take a nap in.

"I built this grape rack, but unfortunately, I've never tasted the grapes. Manager Zhang, what do you think? Do you want to continue chatting here, or move to my house? I was interrupted by my husband just now, and I didn't even give you a glass of water. I'm really sorry.

Since the incident at home, I have sent all the servants away. I have to take care of everything in and out of the house. My daughter-in-law has to take care of the children and can't help me. My son is busy making a living and rarely comes home. Oh, my memory is getting worse and worse. "

Fan Wanyue seemed to have not chatted with anyone for a long time.

It just so happens that Zhang Jinlan is also a chatterbox.

The two of them got along better and better as they talked.

"No need, I've thought it over. I'll buy this shop, but the price is ..."

Seeing how miserable she was, Zhang Jinlan was too embarrassed to bargain.

She stopped talking halfway through.

"Let's give you 200 taels for the price. I had set it at 220 taels before. To be honest, my family has enough money. I'm selling this shop purely to get rid of it. It drives my husband crazy. I hate it so much that I don't want to come to this place again in my life."

Although Fan Wanyue's eyes were on Zhang Jinlan.

But her eyes were not focused.

Maybe he remembered how good it was when he first took over this shop.

"Okay, then it's two hundred taels. I won't bargain. It's not easy for you. So, let's sign the paper deed today and then go on to the bright road."

Zhang Jinlan is an impatient person.

She already had some ideas about this shop, and after touring the shop inside and out.

I like it even more.

The location is good and the shop is big. There is absolutely nothing I am dissatisfied with.

Even the kitchen can accommodate five people at the same time, and it has a window, so you don’t have to worry about feeling suffocated when you nestle in it on a hot day.

How could such a nice shop be haunted?

No, it is only by causing trouble that one can benefit from it.

Others can't stand it.

They can.

When I think of this.

Zhang Jinlan almost couldn't hold back her laughter.

afternoon.

Signed the paper contract with Fan Wanyue.

The two of them went together to find the official manager of Baishi Street and found a way out.

This shop was officially transferred to the Jiang family.

As for Jiang Fubao, he did not follow.

Now that she had the shop, her work was done.

She, who had hidden her achievements and fame, was leaning against her mother's side, dozing off.

"This child, how come she is so sleepy? Oh, it's too hot in the room, otherwise I would have carried her inside to sleep."

Seeing her daughter fall asleep, Zhang Yanzi kneaded the dough much more gently.

Seeing this, Sun Pingmei replaced her.

"Take Fubao to a cool place to rest for a while, and I'll massage him."

Zhang Yanzi was not polite either. They were all family, so the worst that could happen was that she would just have to do more work tomorrow.

She just nodded, put down the dough, wiped her hands, and took her daughter to rest aside.

Jiang Fubao lay on her mother's lap, sleeping soundly. She was feeling a little hot at first, and then she felt a rhythmic breeze passing through her cheeks.

The heat has subsided a lot.

Zhang Yanzi grabbed the palm-leaf fan and fanned herself.

Her forehead was covered with sweat.

Jiang Siyin, who had just finished grilling skewers, went to the toilet to wash his hands. He rubbed the sweat towel around his neck clean, walked over and helped his wife wash her face.

After refreshing her face, Zhang Yanzi no longer felt so hot.

She and Jiang Siyin looked at each other.

Said nothing.

But it seems like he has said everything.

At this moment in Jiangjia Village, Jiang Lingu, who had returned to the village, came out of his house.

He wandered back and forth in the village.

If the Jiang family saw this scene, they would definitely find out that every family he had visited sent bamboo tubes to the Jiang family every day.

"Is Auntie Taohua at home?"

Jiang Lingu stopped at the door of Wang Taohua's house.

The door was closed and couldn't be opened. It must have been bolted from the inside.

So there must be someone at home.

"Who?"

After waiting for a long time, Wang Taohua finally came to open the door. When she saw Jiang Lingu, she quickly closed the door. Therefore, Jiang Lingu, who originally wanted to see what Wang Taohua's family was doing in the yard, saw nothing.

"Lin Gu, aren't you an accountant in town? Why did you come back so suddenly? What do you want to talk to me about?"

Wang Taohua's attitude was very cold.

The youngest son of the patriarch has been extremely arrogant since he was young.

Before he went to town to work as a bookkeeper.

If you meet him in the village, he won't respond even if you call him.

How did I find my home out of nowhere?

It must be something bad.

Wang Taohua was on guard, so she closed the door very quickly.

I was afraid that he would see me making bamboo sticks.

"Oh, I'm no longer a bookkeeper, haha. I'm the shopkeeper now. My master gave me a few days off to rest, so I thought about doing something for him. Recently, it's become fashionable in town to pack green bean soup in bamboo tubes. I saw Aunt Jinlan doing the same in her shop, so I guess she learned it from someone else.

Our master also wants to do this. I think there is a large bamboo forest in the village. Why not give this good job of making money to you? After all, my father is the clan leader, and I have to think about you, right? The day after tomorrow morning, I will come back to collect bamboo tubes. I will charge one cent for ten, and I will collect 100 from each family. If the shop in the back sells well, I will come to collect every day."

Jiang Lingu put his hands behind his back while speaking.

His chin was also raised high.

He completely ignored Wang Taohua who was shorter than him.

It seemed that he felt comfortable only when others looked up at him.

He suddenly stopped talking halfway, cleared his throat, and continued, "It's just that I didn't get this bamboo tube for free. I have a request. If you want me to buy the bamboo tube, you can't sell it to the Zhang family anymore."

"Oh, no, my family is very busy and can't do so much. You can go find someone else. There are a lot of people in the village who want to make bamboo tubes. They don't need me. I have something else to do, so I won't talk to you anymore."

Wang Taohua sneered.

Without waiting for Jiang Lingu to answer, he stepped over the threshold and closed the door.

Jiang Lingu, who was turned down, had a gloomy look on his face.

"You don't know how to be kind, and you can't make money even if you have it. You deserve to be poor all your life!"

He has been to so many families, and everyone praises him.

Jiang Lingu glared fiercely at the door of Wang Taohua's house.

We arrived at Ma Chunxia's house again.