Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots
Chapter 1114 - 036 Persuasion_2

Chapter 1114: 036 Persuasion_2

However, Lin Yuan was able to discern the character of the person; he was very upright, not like Lizheng and those few village chiefs who were so obsequious and fawning.

Seeing He Guangming had said only a few words and then fell silent, Lizheng became anxious, fearing that he might offend these two incarnations of the God of Wealth. He hastened forward and pointed to a manor not far away, saying, "Please take a look, sirs, that manor over there is also vacant at the moment. If you like it, you could buy it too. Though it may look quite ordinary from the outside, it’s actually clean and tidy on the inside, I assure you will be satisfied."

As he spoke, he even slyly smiled, clearly mistaking Xia Zheng and Lin Yuan for young lovers who had agreed to courtship but not yet married. Watching his gaze, Lin Yuan felt like he was on the verge of coming up to Xia Zheng and teaching him how to sweet-talk her into spending the night at the manor.

But Lin Yuan was indeed interested in that manor. Although the soil quality of this land was poor, it was very suitable for grape cultivation. With Liu Limin’s current streak of industriousness, as long as she made a little effort in planting, she would certainly be able to produce wine.

Furthermore, with Liu Siliang intending to study off-season vegetables, it was certain that he would need to bring the whole Liu family to live in the Capital city. Having such a manor available would perfectly accommodate the whole family.

And, if Lady Liu ever grew weary of the Capital city, she could come here for a couple of days to reminisce about the life back at Lin family’s dip, truly killing several birds with one stone.

Lin Yuan blinked her eyes, and Xia Zheng immediately understood her intention. Now that they found the location to be suitable, it was time to talk about the price.

"Including that manor, would Lizheng please quote a price?" Xia Zheng raised an eyebrow and playfully tugged at Lin Yuan’s small hand.

Going by the general prices, the plot of land they were looking at was not really valuable, being mostly sandy soil. Moreover, due to the previous incident, Lizheng did not dare to ask for an exorbitant price this time—after all, Young Master Xia had a discerning eye.

Lizheng pondered for a long while before stretching out three fingers.

Xia Zheng raised an eyebrow and let out a cold laugh without saying a word.

If he had spoken, that would have been one thing, but seeing him only laugh and not talk, Lizheng’s heart began to pound again. Swallowing his saliva, Lizheng steeled himself, dropped one finger, and said with apparent heartache, "I really can’t go any lower; if it’s any less, it won’t be enough for the sale."

On the side, He Guangming rolled his eyes and muttered under his breath, "It indeed won’t be enough for the sale, any less and you won’t be able to skim any benefits."

Clearly, Xia Zheng was well aware of the local prices and, still with a cold laugh, he raised his hand and gently bent one of Lizheng’s raised fingers. Then, one of Lizheng’s fingers bent halfway down.

This meant one thousand five hundred taels of silver.

Lizheng felt so heartbroken he could almost bleed. Out of the one thousand five hundred taels of silver, only five hundred would end up in his hands; he was losing a full five hundred taels!

"This, this is too little, right?" Hua Hui attempted miserably to add more, but as soon as he finished speaking, Xia Zheng shrugged his shoulders, and, pulling Lin Yuan with him, started walking towards his carriage.

What astonished Lizheng even more was that the young lady also seemed to have lost interest in making the purchase.

Lizheng panicked, and so did the other village chiefs; they hurried after them, readily agreeing to the terms.

Lin Yuan and Xia Zheng exchanged glances and shared a secretive smile. Now that the price was negotiated, it was time to start the necessary proceedings.

Thinking that by giving up five hundred taels of silver he could sell this poor piece of land, Lizheng hadn’t even brought up the matter of signing the deed, when the delicate young lady suddenly disagreed.

"Ah Zheng, I think there’s something wrong with this land; let’s not take it, shall we? Let’s go look somewhere else."

Seeing the silver that was nearly in their grasp about to fly away, Lizheng and the village chiefs, red in the face and neck, hurriedly crowded around, inquiring what was unsatisfactory.

Watching Lin Yuan pretend to be naively stubborn, Xia Zheng chuckled inwardly, but on the surface, he appeared very caring and compliant, gently asking, "What’s the matter? Didn’t you just say you liked this place? Why don’t you like it suddenly?"

Lizheng too looked at Lin Yuan nervously, constantly uttering pleasantries, "That’s right, Miss Lin, didn’t you not mind the soil quality here? What else do you find unsatisfactory? Just tell us, and I’ll solve it for you!"

Lin Yuan blinked, looking at Lizheng, "You’ll solve it for me? Really?"

"Really, really, just say the word, and I’ll take care of it right away!" Lizheng grinned obsequiously; Lin Yuan almost believed that if she asked him to call her grandma at that moment, he would have shouted it out without hesitation.