After a moment, the shopkeeper reacted and said, "Young lady, you..." He wanted to tell her not to play a joke like that.
Lin Yuelan knew what he was going to say. She waved her hand and said seriously, "shopkeeper, I'm not joking with you."
The assistant stood at the side. After looking at Lin Yuelan for a while, he whispered a few words into the shopkeeper's ear.
Then, the shopkeeper nodded and said, "miss, please enter the inner room!"
The shopkeeper had been taking care of his sick wife for the past two to three months and had no time to inquire about what had happened in the town. Therefore, although he had heard of an eight-year-old child carrying a tiger to sell in town, he did not know who she was.
Just now, the assistant whispered to him that Lin Yuelan was that child. So, Lin Yuelan was not joking with him. She was rich enough to buy his shop.
Lin Yuelan nodded and entered the inner room with little twelve.
