"So quickly?"
"Elder brother, those incense and fan shops to the east of the teahouse were already struggling with business. When they heard I was willing to exchange for a storefront in a better location within the city, they agreed without hesitation,"
Quan Ziju laughed again, "They were so afraid I'd change my mind, they immediately wanted to swap deeds. Right at noon, they went to the government office, and knowing that I was a Hengshan disciple, they processed the paperwork within the time it took to drink a cup of tea, allowing us to exchange deeds and press our handprints."
Examining the contract in his hand, Zhao Rong felt somewhat embarrassed.
Initially, when he had visited those candle and fan shops, they had said they "did not wish to give up their family business."
"Am I using public affairs for personal gain?" Zhao Rong joked as he folded up the contract.
Quan Ziju chuckled, "Elder brother really has a sense of humor."