When Hui Niang returned with the porridge, Yu Tingwan slipped the freshly acquired five hundred taels into her pocket, grabbed a bun, and headed out the door.
She needed to find a broker to look at a house.
Staying at the clinic was not an option.
The inn was inconvenient as well.
Yu Tingwan wanted to settle down as soon as possible.
She was unfamiliar with the county seat, but when she inquired about ginseng the previous day, she had asked an extra question. The attendant and the patients all suggested she find Wang Yazi in Wutong Lane, saying he was honest, easy to talk to, wouldn't take advantage of outsiders, and was even willing to help buyers bargain.
The county wasn't as open as the countryside, though the wind blew, it wasn't as cold.
"Madam, you came to the right person."
Wang Yazi smiled kindly and, after hearing her request, squinted his eyes.
"Isn't it a coincidence that I just happen to have a vacant house here?"
