Qin Mei looked at the smug Jie Jingjue, thought for a moment, and deliberately lowballed him. "Fifty."
The smile froze on Jie Jingjue's lips. He stared in astonishment, his mouth twitching. 'Fifty? Building a house in the countryside costs more than fifty. Fourth Sister-in-law is giving him a hundred as a finder's fee but only offering fifty for the house? She must be dreaming!'
Jie Jingjue's head drooped. He asked irritably, "Fourth Sister-in-law, do you think fifty is realistic?"
"Heh." Qin Mei chuckled, deciding to stop teasing him. "Just kidding. Don't keep me in suspense. Just tell me the price."
"Five hundred," Jie Jingjue said. He didn't dare let her guess anymore.
Qin Mei had expected that number. 'Fifty is unrealistic, five thousand is too much. Five hundred is just right.'
Her soul had transmigrated, so she knew what the future held. Even buying it for five thousand wouldn't be a loss. However, they didn't know that. For now, it was only worth this price.
