Lin Yao's husband, Wang Yu, comes from a relatively wealthy family in the county. They own several houses and shops in the county.
Even the market that had only been open for a few years was closely related to their family.
The first place that Lin Yao and her husband took Yingbao and Wang Yitong to visit was a shop not far from here, located on a corner of a bustling area.
First, upon entering the outer gate, you are greeted by a shop of about 120 square meters, which is built using a combination of mud, tiles, blue bricks and stones.
The previous place must have been a restaurant, because as soon as you entered, you could smell a faint aroma of food.
There were three rows of tables inside, as well as some very old-fashioned long benches, all with slight scratches, probably because the previous owner hadn't taken good care of them.
This shop costs 2 yuan per day, or 60 yuan per month, but you have to pay six months' rent upfront.
If you want to buy it, the minimum price is two thousand.
Yingbao and Wang Yitong wanted to look around some more before making a decision; after all, there's a saying, "compare three shops before buying!"
So Wang Yitong said, "Girl, let's take a look at the other rooms..."
Lin Yao and Wang Yu locked the shop without saying anything, then led Ying Bao and Wang Yitong to the next shop. They had seen this kind of thing too many times. Whether it was renting or buying a shop, people would look at many shops for a long time and compare them before making a decision. Sometimes they would look at a shop but not necessarily buy it. So the couple was used to it.
Next, we looked at the second shop, which was a small shop of about 40 or 50 square meters. Except for the roof, the whole place was made of mud. You could vaguely see that there was dust and cobwebs everywhere inside. It gave off a strong sense that no one had lived there (or rented it out) for a long time.
Seeing this, Wang Yu chuckled awkwardly, his smile tinged with shyness and embarrassment. He stammered, "Sorry, gentlemen. My mom and the others used to handle these things, showing people around the shops. I'm a newbie here... Let's look at the next one."
Wang Yitong: "..."
Yingbao: "..."
At this moment, in their minds, "goose goose goose..." a flock of ducks flew by. If there were a screen like a television to broadcast their thoughts, it would definitely be a huge explosion, news.
They said that when they heard it on the way, their first feeling was that the size of the house was not suitable for them to open a shop, and that the energy field was not right.
It's definitely not suitable. I didn't even go inside this shop before I felt it was no good. It doesn't even have a door, and it's so dilapidated. Who would have the money to burn by renting or buying a shop like this?
There's a Chinese proverb that goes like this.
Isn't that the same as trying to get through a window on the street, but there's no way to get through?
What decent person doesn't use the door, but the window?
This is exactly the same as being sick.
So, we started the third store visit and location selection process. The third store was in an alley, and it was a very large store with a front yard and a back yard. The front yard could be used to sell snacks, and the back yard could be used for living.
It's quite unexpected that a courtyard is inhabited.
In the west of the backyard, there are many long bamboos. As soon as you smell them, a fresh bamboo scent wafts over you. Upon closer inspection, you can see that several long bamboo poles are covered with flowering vines.
The dense green bamboo leaves set off the gorgeous purplish-red petals, each petal delicate and vibrant, resembling a fine piece of ancient colored silk from afar.
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