Thinking of this, she nodded decisively.
"Okay, I'll check the deed later and if it's fine, I'll take this house."
Upon hearing this, the waiter nodded eagerly.
"Okay, okay, I'll go find the property deed for you now."
As he spoke, he quickly ran towards a room, and a moment later emerged with the house deed.
"Look, here's the property deed, and here's the shop's business license. If you're satisfied, we can sign the contract now, and I'll vacate the premises immediately."
Seeing how decisive the other party was, Luo Zhiwan felt that she had been a bit indecisive.
She glanced at both items and, finding nothing wrong, immediately nodded.
"Okay, go and prepare paper and pen!"
"No need to prepare, I've already written the contract. We just need to sign and seal it."
As he spoke, he led them to the front yard, took out a piece of scrap paper from the counter, eagerly signed it, and then handed it to Zhiwan.
"Miss, I'm done signing, it's your turn."
Zhiwan didn't delay either. With a flourish of her brush, she quickly wrote her name, pressed her red handprint on it, then took out a silver note from her bosom, counted out five hundred taels, and handed it to the waiter.
"Twenty taels in change."
The waiter looked at her with some difficulty.
"I don't have twenty taels. You can go to a money exchange and get some."
“We’re new here, where would we find a money exchange? Why don’t you go?”
The waiter took the silver note and, as if remembering something, said:
"In that case, I still have a lot of medicinal herbs here. If sold at market price, they would be worth at least fifty taels. I'll give them to you for twenty taels."
Without a second thought, Zhiruo nodded in agreement.
"Okay, it's settled then."
The waiter then stuffed the five hundred taels of silver into his pocket, happily bid them farewell,
"Gentlemen, whatever business you're interested in, I wish you great success."
He left those words behind and fled as if he were escaping.
Watching his anxious retreating figure, Jiawang muttered in confusion:
"Big sister, he seems very afraid that we'll regret it."
Zhiwan chuckled softly.
“I was afraid he would regret it. Such a big shop, only five hundred taels. We probably got a great deal.”
Jiawang still frowned, puzzled.
"It's so cheap, are there any problems with this place? Like, is it a haunted house? Is it haunted?"
At this point, Jiawang trembled, and Yiming grinned, pretending to be very scared.
Zhiruo trembled slightly, but remained silent.
Zhiwan put her hands on her hips, looked at Jiawang and Yiming, and raised her voice to remind them:
"If you two dare to spout any more nonsense, you'll be staying here tonight."
Upon hearing this, Jiawang and Yiming waved their hands in refusal.
"Big sister, I think it's better not to. This backyard is covered in dust, like a haunted house that hasn't been lived in for a long time. I don't dare to live here."
Yiming nodded in agreement.
"Yes, let's all move in together once everything is settled!"
Zhiwan smiled, then said to them:
"It's already noon, let's go back for lunch. We'll bring our parents here this afternoon, and then we'll start tidying up. We don't have much money left, so we need to set aside some to buy medicinal herbs. For now, we just need to buy some bedding and cooking utensils. We can buy the rest later when we earn more money!"
Zhiruo, Jiawang, and Yiming all agreed with her idea. After locking the door, they headed straight for the inn.
Upon learning that they had only spent five hundred taels of silver to buy a 300-square-meter courtyard house facing the street, Luo Tianhe couldn't wait to see it. So, at lunchtime, he barely ate a few bites before urging them to go out.
When they arrived at God of Wealth Street, Luo Tianhe began to mutter to himself.
"This clothing store doesn't look like it's doing well; it looks like it's going to close down."
"This cosmetics shop doesn't look like it's doing very well; it's probably going to close down soon."
"Hey, and this fabric shop, why is it so deserted..."
"This restaurant is empty..."
At this point, Luo Tianhe looked at her with great concern.
"Zhiwan, although this street is called God of Wealth Street, why is business here so bad?"
Zhiwan shrugged helplessly.
"I don't know, but when we were in Phoenix, the business on Yanglin Street was just like that."
Luo Tianhe nodded.
“You’re right. Good wine needs no bush. As long as we make a name for ourselves here, we won’t have to worry about not having customers.”
"It's good that you're able to think positively. Besides, if business here wasn't so bad, how could the houses be so cheap?"
As they talked, they arrived at the shop they had just bought. Jiawang took the key and opened the door. Luo Tianhe and Jiawang's mother looked around inside and nodded with great satisfaction.
"Hmm, this place is nice, Zhiwan, this money was well spent."
Seeing that her father was satisfied with the place, Zhiwan finally felt relieved.
"Father, you and Mother take Yiming back to the inn to rest. We'll clean up here and buy some more bedding tomorrow, then we can move in here."
Luo Tianhe immediately waved his hand.
"Your mother and I aren't old, and we'd be idle anyway if we went back. Let's work together!"
“Okay, Jiawang, go fetch water. Zhiruo, you just need to take the broom and sweep up the dust.”
She didn't want Zhi to work, but she was afraid that her father and mother would become suspicious, so she decided to let her do some light work for the time being.
She thought that once they settled down, she would find an opportunity to tell her parents about Zhiruo.
No matter what, she had to persuade her father and mother to forgive Zhiruo. Although Zhiruo was wrong in this matter, it was also due to the fact that her older sister and family had not taken good care of her.
The family quickly began tidying up their new home. The front yard was fine; they finished it in no time. But the back yard was too dusty, and it took everyone two days to clean it up before it finally looked like a decent place.
Zhiwan bought brand new bedding at the fabric shop next door. The shop owners were a middle-aged couple, and for some reason, they always looked at Zhiwan with pity in their eyes.
"Young lady, what kind of shop are you planning to open?"
Zhiwan replied without any hesitation:
"Pharmacy plus clinic".
"Oh, that's alright then. Do you have any connections in the local government?"
Zhiwan shook her head.
"I'm new here and don't know anyone or anything."
The proprietress looked at her with great surprise.
"You dare to do business here when you're completely unfamiliar with the place?"
Zhiwan looked back at her, puzzled.
"What's wrong? Is something the problem?"
At this moment, the boss walked over and reminded him:
"Have you prepared everything this girl wanted? Don't waste her time."
The proprietress then said "Oh," and promptly packed up the things Zhiruo had ordered.
"Miss, you have a lot of things, let me give you a ride."
Zhiwan didn't pay attention to what she had just said and nodded gratefully.
"Thank you, ma'am."
The woman, carrying the neatly packed bedding, said generously:
"From now on, we'll be neighbors. Just call me Sister Fatty."
"Thank you very much, Sister Pang. I hope you will take good care of me in the future."
"I have to thank you. My shop hasn't been open for half a month. Your visit has actually brought some business back to my shop."
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