MTL - Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter-Chapter 9 play

"hehe."

The shopkeeper Kong Shantang who was sitting in the inner hall heard the voice from outside, so he raised the curtain, stroked his gray beard, and met Li Xiu'e's aggressive gaze with a smile.

"Guest officers, since you want to sell ginseng, please come and sit inside."

"Succeed, we didn't mean to find fault on purpose, we did come to discuss business sincerely."

Li Xiu'e glanced at the old shopkeeper with a pale face, seeing that he had a good demeanor and was amiable, she pulled Su Hu's sleeves and nodded at him.

"Um."

Su Hu habitually listened to his wife's words, and walked towards the inner hall. Li Xiu'e followed closely behind with her three children.

When the couple entered the inner hall, they were shocked to find that the decorations in the house were elegant and unique, which was more than one level higher than the hall in the outer hall. Knowing that it was for entertaining distinguished guests, he straightened his back subconsciously, for fear of being looked down upon.

The old shopkeeper invited them to sit down at the coffee table and ordered the waiter to serve tea. The boy quickly made tea and brought it over, along with a plate of pastries, which were placed in front of the two children.

Doudou is small, when he sees pastries, he reaches for them.

"Doudou, don't eat indiscriminately."

Qiaojie was sensible, so she immediately stopped her and scolded him with puffed cheeks.

"Hehe, brother, the cakes are specially prepared for the two children, so it's okay to use some."

The old shopkeeper's eyes flashed, he stroked his beard and smiled at Mimi, the words were for Su Hu, but his shrewd eyes fell on Li Xiu'e.

He is old and mature, and he has already seen that in this family, Li Xiu'e is the one who really has the right to speak.

"Sister Qiao, take a piece of pastry and take my brother to play in the backyard."

Sure enough, Li Xiu'e groaned for a moment, patted Sister Qiao's head, and ordered her in a low voice.

She let the two children go to the backyard, but also deliberately let them avoid the next conversation, lest the two children hear some secret things and go out to talk nonsense.

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"Guest officers, the price of ginseng, I'm telling you the truth, there is no uniform standard."

The old shopkeeper watched the two children leave, took a sip of tea from the teacup, moistened his throat, and started the negotiation mode.

"The price of each ginseng varies from a few taels to a few hundred taels depending on its quality and year. If it is newly picked ginseng with fresh roots, the price will be slightly higher."

"Boss, we all know what you always said."

Li Xiu'e's eyes flashed, and she didn't give in at all: "Just tell me, how much is your purchase price for a hundred-year-old ginseng in good condition?"

"Century-year-old ginseng?"

The old shopkeeper was obviously taken aback for a moment, he did not expect that the seemingly ordinary couple would have such good luck to pick century-old ginseng.

"If it's really a hundred-year-old ginseng, the price will start at one hundred taels of silver. If it's in good condition and has complete roots, we're willing to pay more."

One hundred taels of silver!

When Su Hu first heard the old shopkeeper's words, his heart twitched suddenly, and his breathing stopped for a moment.

The living expenses of their family are no more than two or three taels a year. One hundred taels is enough for them to eat and drink for twenty years.

With this kind of thought, his eyes couldn't help showing a little fiery, and he couldn't wait to get rid of the ginseng, and actually put a hundred taels of silver into his pocket.

There is drama!

The old shopkeeper raised his eyelids, glanced at his expression, and a shrewd light flashed across his eyes.

"Daughter-in-law, look."

Seeing that his wife didn't respond, Su Hu stretched out his hand and pushed Li Xiu'e's shoulder.

Hearing one hundred taels of silver, Li Xiu'e's heart was also tumbling, thinking of the bitter life of poverty and poverty in the past ten years of marriage, ups and downs, bitterness, spicyness, and more than a dozen kinds of tastes.