The little one's purse connects the two worlds, turning a desolate village into a paradise.

It's already as big as two of Granny Liu's houses, and can hold a lot of things. Plus, the car can drive right up to the door. I can call Xiao Zhao later and have his things delivered directly.

Fang Tiesheng was quite satisfied with this; apart from being a bit off-center, there seemed to be no other problems.

It all depends on what the girl thinks.

"Sweetie, what do you think of this house? There's hardly anyone outside, are you scared?"

"Grandpa, don't let my remote location fool you. It's only in comparison to the night market. It's actually quite lively during the day, and there are two security cameras. The community service center is nearby, so it's very safe!" Du Ming quickly explained, his loud voice echoing in the empty warehouse.

Ya Ya wandered around for a bit, then shook her head at Grandpa Fang. It was much brighter outside than usual at night in the village, so she wasn't afraid at all.

Moreover, this room also has a place to poop and a place to wash your hands, with a tap.

Fang Tiesheng looked around carefully again, inside and out, and even asked Du Ming about the purpose and location of the surveillance. After Du Ming explained, he and Ya Ya exchanged a glance, and the little girl's round eyes were full of shock.

It turns out that my every move was being watched! Those round, flashing red dots above my head were all eyes!

It turns out that Grandma Duck did so many things in secret to prevent herself from turning into a little monster.

Ya Ya touched the little pouch. Grandma Duck is so kind. I'll go buy more food later. Grandma Duck seems to like drinking sweet water.

"Boss, may I ask how much the monthly rent is for this warehouse?"

Du Ming leaned against the wall. "Uncle, let me be honest with you. You know, this night market is the liveliest in the whole area, and it's the only one that stays open until late at night. Because of the night market, the rent definitely won't be cheap."

Fang Tiesheng nodded thoughtfully.

Du Ming pointed to the back street again: "Generally, shops around here charge two thousand five or six thousand a month. But as you can see, my warehouse is tucked away in a back alley, not facing the street, so I won't charge you the same price as shops facing the street. I'll give you a fair price of one thousand eight hundred."

"If you can pay one month's rent as deposit and one month's rent in advance, instead of having to pay several months' worth of money upfront, do you think it's a good idea?"

1,800 a month, that adds up to more than 20,000 a year.

Fang Tiesheng frowned.

But then he thought about it again. He figured that in the future, Lotus Village would need to use cement, sand and gravel to build roads and repair houses. He remembered clearly what Xiao Zhao had said: cement alone was not enough; a lot of sand and gravel, as well as steel and angle iron, would also be needed.

Lotus Village does have stones and sand in the mountains, but there are only two people in the village who can do heavy work, so transporting them down the mountain bit by bit is both laborious and time-consuming.

With this warehouse, we could bring in large quantities of building materials so that Nannan could store them in her space and bring them back to the village.

If we finalize the warehousing arrangements early, everything else—from road construction and building houses to stabilizing the mountain and constructing the outer defensive wall—will proceed smoothly.

He was weighing the pros and cons in his mind.

As he pondered, Ya Ya, who was beside him, counted on her little fingers for a while, then suddenly looked up at Du Ming with her soft little face, her big eyes sparkling, and said in a clear voice, "Uncle, can you make it cheaper for us? Nine hundred a month?"

Half of 1,800 is 900, that should be correct, right?

My aunt and Grandma Wang both said that if you find something particularly expensive, you can try to bargain. When bargaining, you have to bargain down to the ankle, at least half.

Du Ming was dumbfounded, staring at the tiny baby who was barely taller than his knee, feeling both amused and exasperated.

If an adult did this, he would have kicked them out. This isn't someone genuinely looking to rent a place; they're deliberately causing trouble. But facing such an innocent and adorable little kid, you can't muster any anger at all; you just find it both funny and cute.

"Hey? Kid, you're really ruthless with your bargaining! Where can you rent a street-front warehouse for nine hundred? I can modify this place and use it as a storefront, plus it even has a bathroom."

Seeing this, Fang Tiesheng quickly pulled Ya Ya behind him and said in a humble and sincere tone, "I'm sorry, little one, you don't understand. To be honest, we just use it for storage and won't damage your house. If the price could be more affordable, we would like to rent it long-term and stay here all year round."

After pondering for a moment, Du Ming saw that the old man was refined and steady, and that both grandfather and grandson were clean and tidy. He relented and said, "Alright, seeing that you're honest, I'll give you a lucky price: 1,688 yuan, including water and electricity."

Ya Ya poked her little head out again, staring at him intently: "Uncle, do you really like the number eight?"

"Of course! Eight means prosperity, wealth, and good fortune!" Du Ming said with a smile.

"Then why can't we have 888? Three eights!"

Du Ming: ಠಠ?

Fang Tiesheng hurriedly pressed Ya Ya's little head back down, giving Du Ming an awkward smile: "The child doesn't understand, don't mind..."

"Boss, 1,500 a month, is that okay? If it's suitable, we can sign the contract now. I've brought all my documents, I sincerely want to rent this place from you."

Du Ming remained silent.

Fang Tiesheng continued, "Your warehouse is just sitting empty anyway. Renting it to us sooner rather than later will at least give you a stable income each month. It's better than it just sitting idle and gathering dust. Don't you think that makes sense?"

"Yes, yes, that's right!" Ya Ya immediately chimed in, not forgetting to try and get closer to Uncle Zhuang, "Uncle, do you like scallions? Our scallions are delicious and sell very well. The uncle who makes scrambled eggs buys them every day. I'll give you a bunch tomorrow!"

Du Ming's eyes lit up. "Scrambled eggs? Is it that egg fried rice stall in the night market that's been all the rage lately? Next to Qianlixiang Wonton? Did you guys provide the scallions?"

Ya Ya thought for a moment, "The wonton vendor bought my scallions too!"

"Alright!" Du Ming stood up. "Fifteen thousand it is. I have a small request: if you ever get any fresh produce from the mountains, bring it back for me. I won't take it for free; I'll buy it at market price!"

Fang Tiesheng was stunned. It's done already?

The things from the mountains are such a significant bargaining chip?

The young boss, Ya Ya, smiled so hard her eyes crinkled and she straightened her chest.

"Well... thank you very much for your kindness, sir."

The warehouse arrangement was settled. Du Ming signed the contract and received the money. Then he remembered that he had a remote control at home. "Grandpa, you two wait for me. I left the remote control for this electric gate at home. I'll go get it and bring it to you."

"Boss Du, wait a minute." Fang Tiesheng called out to him as he was about to leave. "Do you know where we can buy a thermometer around here? We want to use it to measure the water temperature, but we don't know where to buy one right now."

"It's no big deal. I'll bring one back for you on my way back. I'll just give it to you and you don't need to pay." With that, Du Ming strode out.

Before Fang Tiesheng could even exchange a few polite words, Du Mingren had already vanished without a trace.

Ya Ya looked at the doorway with envy. Her uncle's one step was equivalent to four or five steps for her; he was moving so fast.