He Linwan and Zhao Qingqing sat by the window on the second floor of the cyclamen teahouse, listening to the people below talking from the Wei family's shop about the Wei family's grievances in the back house, all of which were a good big family of the Wei family, and this kind of thing happened because they married an unvirtuous woman.

Zhao Qingqing looked at He Linwan, who was indifferent to the excitement, and couldn't stop laughing: "This is the method you came up with? It's really very happy! With such a play, even if the Wei family wants to use the matter of the store to say that you are not filial, no one will stand on their side, but it will be a trouble." ”

He Lin saw that the dust had settled on the outside later, so he withdrew his gaze and concentrated on tasting tea, and said with a smile: "Sister Zhao doesn't think I spent too much money?"

Zhao Qingqing glanced at He Linwan obliquely: "What is the price of this? You can't fool others but you can't fool me! As long as these four shops are here, what are those things? Although it is half of the rice grain and medicinal herbs, the speed of the goods in the shops on Zhengyang Street is so fast, what is the half of it? It will not take half a year to earn it back. Because of this, the shops on Zhengyang Street will be hard to find. Speaking of which, the most valuable thing about these four shops is the location they occupy, as well as the source of customers and drinks accumulated over the years, otherwise you wouldn't rather come up with such a troublesome trick than sell the shop. ”

He Linwan couldn't help but shake his head and smiled: "Sister Zhao really deserves to be a businessman. ”

Zhao Qingqing shook with a smile