"Miss Lin, this building is designed for a big tavern," he couldn't help but remind her aloud.
Who would use such a large space to open a shop selling dried fruits and snacks? Surely, they'd be laughed at for being wasteful and having a screw loose, wouldn't they?
"I know that, otherwise why would I be interested in it?"
As if she hadn't understood the implication in Zhe Jue's words, Lin Caisang nodded carelessly.
She was perfectly satisfied with this place. The key point was that it had three floors! She could sell dried fruit and snacks on the first floor, fruit wine and the like on the second floor, and all kinds of medicinal herbs and incenses she made could be displayed on the third floor.
"Master..."
Zhe Jue fell silent, and looked helplessly at his master, hoping that Ya Molian would persuade Lin Caisang.
But apparently, Ya Molian didn't even spare him a glance, let alone say anything. Meanwhile, she was already helping Lin Caisang down from the carriage.