Old Master Shen smiled and said, "This shrimp paste is a bit salty. You can buy some pork belly to stew with porridge."
"Alright," Village Chief He laughed, "I'll go to the village entrance and cut a piece of pork belly in a while."
He looked at Shen Qinglan and confirmed again, "Are you really going to buy that mountain land?"
Shen Qinglan nodded helplessly, "Really buying."
"Two hundred mu! It's not cheap."
Old Master Shen puffed on his pipe again and asked Village Chief He, "The price of the land hasn't increased this year, has it?"
Village Chief He waved his hand, "No increase, no increase, it's still one tael of silver per mu."
"That's two hundred taels," Shen Qinglan said, "Should I pay now?"
Two hundred mu, that's two hundred taels!
He Qiuge secretly clicked his tongue. He always heard people in the village say that the Shen Family had money, but he didn't know how much, nor did he pay much attention.
