Bab 162: The Unlucky Shopkeeper Qian

The shopkeeper paused for a moment. "Later on, he fell ill. After he recovered, my reputation was already not good. Even if he wanted to help, he could not turn the tide. Fortunately, he ran around for me. Otherwise, with my legs…"

Xiaoxiao only asked after he finished speaking, "What price are you going to sell the shop for?"

Before he could hear an answer, he heard someone laugh and walk into the shop. "Brother Qian, I brought you good news."

The person who walked in with this voice was a middle-aged man who was about the same age as the shopkeeper. When he arrived, his face was red and he said energetically, "I've finally found a buyer for your shop."

The shopkeeper also became happy. "Really?"

Although he was happy, he did not forget to cup his hands and greet Xiaoxiao first.

The person reported a number excitedly. "150 taels!"