Lin Xiang: "!"
The interest on a loan shark isn't even this high!
"No need, just give me ten yuan a month for every thousand yuan. If you've paid back two hundred and there's eight hundred left, then give me eight yuan."
"That's too little, you'll lose out."
Lin Xiang: "..."
Since making money, Fifth Uncle's way of speaking has changed.
Ten yuan is little?
Before following Lin Xiang to sell spicy noodles, how much had their whole family saved?
Now they don't even bat an eye at ten yuan.
"Fifth Uncle, ten yuan is not a small amount. It's just that the BBQ business is good now, and our profits are high. In a normal year, how many tens can an average person earn?"
Fifth Uncle looked sheepish, his face turning red to the ears, "I've got it wrong, so it's settled then, girl, you write that agreement thing, and I'll have me, Fifth Aunt, and Chunya all sign it."
