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Zhang Yongfu, who had just returned from digging the floor, came out of the kitchen while wiping his hands.

"Ms. Yuan is here, come in and sit down."

Yuan Chu put the snacks he had brought on the table, and after chatting with the family, he got straight to the point and said: "Uncle, to be honest, I'm making meatballs and need to chop the meat. I can't do it alone. I want to find some." I’m a helper, I wonder if my uncle has a suitable person to introduce to me?”

Zhang Yongfu immediately laughed and pointed to his son Zhang Chunlin who was repairing a hoe in the yard, "My Chunlin is the second eldest son in the family. Everyone calls him Erlang. Do you think he can do it because of his strength?"

On the first day of the Yuan Dynasty, I looked at Zhang Chunlin. He was about eighteen or nineteen years old, strong in body and upright in appearance. When he heard his father talking about him, he couldn't help but turn his head and look this way. When Yuan Chu looked at him, he suddenly blushed with embarrassment.

"Erlang is a good man, but he is afraid that I will ruin his reputation." Yuan Chuyi expressed his worries. There are still some irresponsible people in the village. Erlang has already promised to get married. If his reputation is ruined, the woman will withdraw. Kissing that would be bad. She looked at Zhang Xiujuan on the side and said, "How about asking Sister Juan to come over to my place and sit down with me?"

"Okay! Let the brothers and sisters go together and see who can say anything else!"

Zhang Yongfu was very satisfied with Yuan Chuyi's thoughtfulness. Wang Guifen also asked Zhang Chunlin to clean up after herself.

"Uncle, I still have some money in my hand, and I want to use it to buy land, otherwise someone will always worry about it!" Yuan Chuyi said again.

When she said this, Zhang Yongfu immediately knew that she was referring to someone who broke into her house last night to do something evil, and the Huang family went to the Yamen to sue her today. They had heard Mr. Zhang talk about this before.

"If you encounter something like this in the future, tell your uncle and he will make the decision for you." Zhang Yongfu said.

"Thank you, Uncle." Yuan Chuyi sincerely thanked him, "Uncle, please help me find out how much money I need from my house to the wasteland on the roadside!"

Zhang Yongfu couldn't help laughing when he heard that he wanted to buy the wasteland on the first day of the Yuan Dynasty. "Although the land is flat, the terrain here is high, the river cannot flow up, and there is a lot of sand and gravel. It is a wasteland. Are you sure you want to buy it?"

"Buy it, it's close to my house!" Yuan Chuyi said firmly.

That piece of land was sold as wasteland at one hundred and fifty cents per acre. After buying that piece of land, that area became her territory, and she could do whatever she wanted in the future! Regarding the planning of the land, she already has a preliminary plan and will start it when she has money.

She counted the money given by Mrs. Zhao yesterday and found that there were more than 200 taels of broken silver. Adding the 180 taels she earned as a jade pendant, minus what she had already spent, she now only had 350 taels of cash in her hand. Twelve taels, plus a few strings of copper coins, were not enough to start the plan.

"Uncle, please bring someone to help me measure the land tomorrow. I want all that land!"

Seeing that she was determined, Zhang Yongfu had no choice but to nod, "Okay, that piece of land is about sixty or seventy acres. Since you are determined to buy it, I will measure it for you tomorrow!"

"Thank you, uncle!" Yuan Chuyi said happily, "Uncle, I also want to build a few stone steps by the river in front of my house, so that I can carry water to wash clothes and so on!"

"Okay, uncle will find someone to fix it for you tomorrow!" Zhang Yongfu agreed with a smile.

On the first day of the Yuan Dynasty, she saw that Zhang Chunlin and Zhang Xiujuan had changed their clothes, so she got up and said goodbye and took the two siblings home.

After they left, Wang Guifen turned and looked at Yuan Chuyi's back, "Master, do you think Mrs. Yuan can live a good life? Doesn't she understand farmland? Why should she buy that wasteland instead of good land?"

"She may have other considerations. I'll talk to the Registrar tomorrow and see if the price can be lowered."

"Hey, head, why do I think you are so concerned about Mrs. Yuan? I have been married to you for twenty years, and I have never seen you care so much about other people in the village!"

Zhang Yongfu couldn't help but glare at his mother-in-law, "You woman, what are you thinking about? Maybe you are still jealous! Do you know who Mrs. Yuan's father is?"

"Who is it?"

"Do you still remember how the big stone bridge at the end of our village came about?"

Ten years ago, floods occurred, and the wooden bridge on the bank of the river at the head of Xishan Village was washed away by the river. The yamen never paid attention to it, making it inconvenient for villagers and pedestrians to travel. It happened that Yuan Hongbin, who had just passed the imperial examination, returned to his hometown to worship his ancestors. After he learned about this situation, he came forward to ask the Yamen to preside over the construction of a stone bridge. There was not enough money to build the bridge, so Yuan Hongbin paid 600 taels himself. The big stone bridge was successfully completed!

The past events are still vivid in her mind. Wang Guifen walks across the bridge every day. How could she forget them? A flash of light flashed in her eyes, "Could it be that Mrs. Yuan and her three siblings are the children of Yuan Erlang!"

"Well! Alas, the people in Yuanjiawan are unkind, but we can't be unjust!" Zhang Yongfu sighed, "Besides, I think Mrs. Yuan is an idea and capable person! She has only been here a few days, and she has already rented a shop and started doing business. Let’s start! No one in our village has the courage like her! We don’t! You and Juan’er should go out with her more and learn more from her!”

Yuan Chuyi didn't know that she was a capable person in Zhang Yongfu's eyes. She took Zhang Chunlin and Zhang Xiujuan back home and invited them to sit and eat some dried fruit snacks before taking them to the kitchen. Seeing the nearly 100 kilograms of pork, Zhang Chunlin couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

"Sister Chuyi, there is so much pork, I am afraid it will take a long time to chop it alone. Will it delay your work? How about I find a helper?"

Of course, Yuan Chuyi had no objection, "Okay. I'll pay you 120 cents of hard-earned money for these 100 kilograms of pork. You can chop it by yourself. These are all yours. If you find helpers, what will happen to the money?" You can make the decision yourself!"

Zhang Chunlin could not have imagined that there would be such a good thing. When he was sure that the 1,200 coins were at his disposal, he was overjoyed and immediately ran into the village to find his cousin Zhang Chunfa. According to Yuan Chuyi's instructions, the two of them first hammered the meat with wooden sticks, and then chopped them into meat paste with knives.

Zhang Xiujuan saw a pile of radishes in the kitchen on the first day of the Yuan Dynasty. She helped wash and peel the radishes with a helping mentality.

"Sister Juan, how about I entrust you with the radish job?" When Yuanchu saw that Zhang Xiujuan was very efficient at work, he also wanted to find something for her to do. "It's not very laborious to handle this radish. Do you think I can pay eighty cents for a hundred catties of radishes?"

Zhang Xiujuan couldn't believe that such a good thing happened to her, but seeing that Yuan Chuyi didn't seem to be joking, she immediately agreed and went back to the village to find a sister to help.

On the first day of the Yuan Dynasty, he was not idle either. He showed them how to cook and cooked fried tofu in a pot. For a moment, the small kitchen was bustling with activity.

In the hall, Yuan Shiliu and Yuan Shiwu were reading the Thousand-Character Classic. When he was in the capital, Yuan Liu was the second son of the Yuan family. When he was five years old, Mr. Yuan sent him to a private school. After five years, he had read Thousand Character Classic, Meng Qiu, The Analects of Confucius and other books. Now let him He came to teach Yuan Shi how to read, and that was more than enough.

While everyone was busy, there was a sudden knock on the door.