Three hundred per square meter?
The number three hundred shocked Peng Jiayao and Tang Peijun.
That piece of land, if they could get three hundred for the whole lot, they would sell!
Everyone said that land with bad feng shui was basically wasted staying there, and no one would buy it to build a house in the future.
Now, could it sell for three hundred per square meter?
They felt like they were dreaming... everything was so incredibly good.
That piece of land is eighty square meters!
"Well? If it's a deal, we'll go to the village head's place now to draft the purchase contract." Tang Huai observed the reactions of Tang Peijun and Peng Jiayao carefully.
"Alright..." Tang Peijun nodded, then looked at Peng Jiayao for her opinion: "Old lady, what do you think?"
"Sell it. My illness needs money for treatment." Peng Jiayao replied. Eighty square meters at three hundred per square meter, how much would that be? Twenty-four thousand!
