Bab 329: What do I have to buy to look at your face, 328?

Zhang Xiaoying had actually planned to keep these experienced workers.

To Fan Wenxing, this wasn't even a condition worth mentioning.

"Humph, I truly thought Brother Fan had some backbone, yet now you're still going to sell off what you call your family heirloom. I offer you 1,200 taels of silver and you won't sell, but you're willing to sell to someone else for 900!"

Zhang Xiaoying was about to agree when suddenly someone else butted in.

Zhang Xiaoying looked over and had thought they were just passing by without paying much attention to these few people, only to find they were here to stir up trouble!

The leader was a young man, holding a folding fan as if to appear cultured, but the conspicuous gold tooth in his mouth betrayed his nouveau riche vibe and could not be hidden.