The little cannon fodder kept releasing melons, and people lined up to eat melons

"One million and a half taels! Ning'er, she meant one million and a half taels to buy the Fulai Inn on Yong'an Street from you, mother."

Song Boyan thought his mother didn't hear clearly, so he kindly repeated it.

"I'm not deaf..."

The old lady yelled at her son in annoyance.

Mrs. Jiang covered her smile with a handkerchief, while her two sons lowered their heads and tried hard to hold back their laughter.

Song Qianyu was shocked. These three actually had 1.5 million taels. They had something good going on behind her back. Humph...

"You want to buy my inn?"

If Sister Ning hadn't mentioned Fulai Inn today, she would have almost forgotten about this property. This inn has not made any profit in recent years, and even showed signs of deficit since last year.

Last month, someone did offer 2.5 million taels to buy this inn, but she refused. It wasn't because the price was not right. This inn was built on a whim when her son got married. She invested a lot of money in it, and all her properties were given to her by her mother.

This is the only inn she built herself. Even though it is not making money now, she is still reluctant to give it up. After all, she does not lack that little money.

"Ning'er, don't be ridiculous. How can something worth 2.5 million taels be sold for 1 million taels? Besides, where did you three little rascals get so much money?"

"Don't listen to your mother, Ning'er, tell your father why you want your grandmother's inn?"

Song Qianning looked at her father's expectant eyes, so she had to tell the truth: "My third brother wants to open a restaurant like Zuimenglou, but it's hard to find such a big restaurant at the moment. Even if we find one, the amount of money required is too large, so I think my grandmother's inn is very suitable in terms of location and area."

"Hahahaha...our Ning'er is smart. Your grandmother's inn really meets your requirements. Don't worry, if you need money, your father will pay for it for you."

Song Chengyi's third brother's eyes suddenly lit up, especially because Song Chengyi did not expect that his father would not oppose his idea. Just now, his third sister revealed his true colors, and he was afraid of being scolded. Who would have thought that his father would actually support him.

The old lady looked at her son speechlessly. She said, "How can you, as a father, mess around with your child? Brother Yi should study hard and strive to get a good ranking in the next exam."

Jiang looked at her husband helplessly and said, "Yes! Lord, why are you fooling around with them?"

Song Chengyi's eyes darkened. As expected, his grandmother and mother still felt that he should be like his two brothers, and could only choose one of the two, whether to pursue literature or martial arts.

"Mother, I know what you mean, but our Song family has no shortage of military commanders, and as for civil officials, having Zhou'er as a special case is already a good thing. There's no need to have a second one. Besides, Yi'er is not interested in this, so there's no need to force him."

Song Boyan picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp with a nonchalant look on his face...

"If a person is too perfect, people will be jealous. If a general's family is too outstanding, people will be dissatisfied and wary. Father, do you think I am right?"

"Haha~ Ning'er still understands being a father, mother, and madam. From now on, Yi'er can do whatever he wants!"

Jiang still disagreed: "My Lord, if Brother Yi goes into business, won't it be criticized?"

"Third brother, do you care about other people's criticism???"

Seeing Song Chengyi shaking his head, Song Qianning immediately continued: "Mother, you see, Third Brother doesn't care about other people's criticism."

"Yier, father wants to ask you, if you really embark on the road of business, will you regret it when you see your brothers in high positions in the future?"

As soon as Song Qianning saw the opportunity, she quickly pushed Song Chengyi with her elbow.

Song Chengyi also understood that if he wanted to realize what he wanted, he had to seize this only opportunity. He said solemnly: "Father, I don't know what the future holds, but I won't regret it now."

Song Boyan nodded and said with satisfaction: "Remember what you said, and do whatever you want to do in the future!"

When Song Chengyi heard his father's agreement, he was so excited that he couldn't express it in words.

"Then... Grandma, your inn can..."

Before Song Qianning could finish what she wanted to say, she was interrupted by the old lady...

"You can use my inn, but you are not allowed to ask my parents and brother for a penny. Since Brother Yi wants to do business, you can buy it yourself based on your ability."

The old lady wanted her grandson to know that doing business is not just playing house, and that relying on others to help him with money is not feasible.

"Grandma, as long as you can charge us less money, we don't need anyone's help, really!"

"Third sister is right. As long as you can sell it to us at a lower price, we can solve it ourselves."

"Yes! Grandma, as long as you can pay the price that Third Sister asked, or a little less, I will have enough money to give to you."

When I look at these three grandchildren, I realize that they really don’t know their place. They think that one million and five hundred thousand taels is a small amount. Are they thinking of asking for help later?

"Since you are so confident, I don't need 1.5 million. How about this! One million taels. As long as you take out one million taels right now, I will give you my inn immediately. But the prerequisite is that you must take out the one million taels yourself. You are not allowed to ask anyone for help. As long as someone else gives it to you, I won't sell it even for 5 million taels. And it only counts now. It will be invalid after you leave this table..."

Song Boyan felt that his mother was deliberately making things difficult for them. He said, "Mom, you are making things difficult for them!"

"Yes! Grandma, how can my third brother and the others come up with so much money in such a short time?" Song Chengyan felt that his grandmother was cheating.

Song Chengzhou also tactfully advised: "Grandma, isn't this too harsh?"

Jiang had the same idea as her mother-in-law. She always believed that doing business was not a proper way out. She knew that her mother-in-law was deliberately trying to make the three little ones give up.

After all, doing business always requires capital, and Yi Ge'er can't always rely on his family's support to go down this road. So he didn't say anything to persuade his mother-in-law.

When Song Qianning and Song Chengyi heard that only one million taels were needed, the three of them looked at each other excitedly.

Song Chengyi - Third sister, I am not dreaming!

Song Qianning - Great! Saved 500,000 taels.

Song Qianxue——It’s such a cheap price, buy it quickly.

To prevent any further mishaps, Song Qianning quickly raised her voice and said, "Don't say anything. Grandmother, let me ask you, do you mean what you said? You only want one million taels for the inn on Yong'an Street? Don't regret it! Don't deny it later!"

The old lady was so angry that she laughed at her granddaughter's words. She didn't believe that these little rascals could have so much money.

She didn't take it seriously and said, "I won't go back on my word. You just need to pay me one million taels now, and I'll ask Nanny Lin to get the land deed to you. How about it? Where's your money? Let me see where it is?"

With these words, the three people became even more excited. This unexpected surprise came too quickly. It was like a pie in the sky. This good thing that has come to their mouth couldn't be missed.

Song Chengyi bent down with excitement on his face and took out the box that had been placed at his feet long ago. He put it on the table, opened the box, grabbed a stack of silver bills, and counted them. His hands were shaking as he was too excited to count the money.

One piece, two pieces, three pieces, four pieces...

Song Chengyi counted ten pieces, stood up, handed them to the old lady with both hands and said, "Grandma, here is one million taels, please take a look."

This frightened the old lady, how much???

Jiang staggered and couldn't sit still. She couldn't believe her ears.

Song Boyan lost his grip on the wine glass and it fell onto the table...

Song Chengyan had a look of disbelief on his face, and even forgot to chew the meat in his mouth...

The lotus root slices that Song Chengzhou was holding with his chopsticks fell instantly...

Song Qianyu's eyes widened. Humph... As expected, the three of them made a fortune behind her back...