Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

The old ginger's attitude was very calm. When Gu Nuoer said a thousand taels, he was not tempted.

Now when it comes to the monthly money, I don't care much.

He only concentrated on drawing the kitten's whiskers.

Then, put the lantern against the corner and stand up.

"Come on, I'll go get you the title deed."

Duan Hanping watched anxiously from the side.

This old **** head traded decisively, it must be because the princess made a lot of money and did not bargain.

He was eager to sell it for a thousand taels as soon as possible!

Duan Hanping wanted to say something to remind him, but Naihe felt that the princess had already made a decision.

Gu Nuoer stepped on her feet and followed the old **** into the house.

She found that this shop was even better than she imagined.

First, the storefront is a two-story building.

There is an account table on the first floor, and various lanterns are hung on the shelves.

Upstairs, it was taken by the old **** to put the sundries, and there was dust everywhere.

There is also a small door behind the account, with a curtain, leading to the backyard.

Gu Nuo'er took a look, the backyard covers an area larger than the storefront.

Three woodsheds are side by side, and there is a small horse shed on the side, which has long been abandoned.

Ye Siming saw that the little guy's eyes became brighter the more he looked at him.

He raised his eyebrows: "Like?"

Gu Nuo'er nodded: "I like it very much! Brother Siming, I thought, how delicious my sweet cakes will be here!"

Ye Siming raised his thin lips, smiled and said nothing.

But he quickly took another one hundred tael silver note from his waist and put it on the counter.

The old **** head was rummaging for the title deed on the second floor, the dust was flying, and he was choked and coughed violently.

Finally, I finally found it.

When the land deed was brought to Gu Nuoer, Duan Hanping couldn't help reminding her in a low voice: "Princess, you must check whether there is an official seal on the land deed. If not, it is fake."

Gu Nuo'er glanced at it, and there was indeed a red seal stamped by the government.

Duan Hanping whispered again: "In a while, Caomin can help you go to the government and change the land deed to your name. If you don't want to toss, you have to persuade the old **** to take this land deed into your own hands."

Who knows, as soon as he finished speaking, the old man over there said: "By the way, you can take the land deed first, I have old bones, and I am too lazy to go to the government to run around and toss, you take it, if you lose it, then ...the old man can't do anything about it."

Gu Nuoer chuckled and handed the title deed to the old Jiangtou.

"Grandpa Jiang, you take it first, look back, and bring a beautiful box to the nest. We lock the land deed in it and bury it under the tree, so we can't lose it!"

This is what the second brother taught her. If the money is buried, it will not be lost!

When the old **** heard this, he repeatedly agreed: "Good idea."

Duan Hanping was surprised.

He has been in the market for many years, and he has never seen such a business.

Both buyers and sellers are very calm.

Old Jiang Tou glanced at Duan Hanping, as if to see what he was thinking.

"I am an old man who is about to fall into the ground, and she is a four or five-year-old girl. No one will lie to anyone. You can rest assured."

Ye Siming went back to the house to get the money and asked Gu Nuoer to wait for him here for a while.

Then, the little guy really sat on the steps obediently, sitting side by side with the old ginger.

One old and one small, holding hot tea made by old ginger, drinking Gu Nuoer's red face is delicate and her skin is even more soft and white.

The little guy patted the steps: "Uncle Duan, you also sit down and have a cup of tea! Let's wait for Brother Siming together!"

The old **** asked with a smile: "Daughter girl, why did you buy this store?"