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Jiang Xue saw that their master and apprentice still looked like they were about to be in trouble, and said with a smile, "For this jade pendant of ours, the emperor even offered a reward on the imperial list! Now that I have found it, it is too late for me to be happy, so how can I blame you?" !”

Based on his understanding of his father, his father was not someone who would anger others without reason. Qiao Liang received this jade pendant without knowing it, nor did he do it intentionally.

Yuan Chuyi had no idea that the jade pendant she wore would cause an uproar. After a peaceful sleep, she woke up early the next day. Today is the day when the mill is completed. She will not go to the city to make trouble. She will stay at home to cook a sumptuous dinner, thank the craftsmen for their help, and take care of Xuan Yue's injury. She will also discuss with the village chief to buy land again. Things.

Tomorrow is the Laba Festival, and spring will begin in a month, but her land has not been settled yet. This is the age of agriculture, and you can’t do without fields. As long as you have fields, and you work harder, you won’t starve to death at any time. This is also the reason why she sold the golden sore medicine last night. With three hundred taels of silver, she could buy several hectares of better wasteland. She planned to buy all the wasteland on the other side of the village entrance road.

But when the village chief and everyone heard that she wanted to buy the wasteland on the other side of the village entrance road, they all looked at her like a fool.

The wasteland was similar to the land next to her house. There was sand and gravel on the ground, and there were patches of bushes and grass growing on the ground, but the soil in that patch of land was softer and more fertile than the one next to her house.

Zhang Yongfu looked at Yuan Chuyi with a look of helplessness.

"I asked you, why are you so stupid again? Why do you always think about buying wasteland? Isn't it easier for you to spend the same money to buy a few pieces of good land?"

On the first day of the Yuan Dynasty, he poured wine for Zhang Yongfu and said, "Uncle, the money you spend to buy a piece of prime land is enough for me to buy a few acres of wasteland. I don't have enough money, so just buy wasteland!"

"When you buy wasteland, you have to clear it and compost it. Don't you have to spend the same money?"

"You will be exempted from land tax for the first three years after buying the wasteland, so I will have money to clear the wasteland and compost it! Uncle, please help me. That piece of land must be more than two hectares. Can you tell me how cheap it is?" Click, I bought them all!”

Zhang Yongfu sighed helplessly, "Okay, uncle will go to the government office tomorrow to ask, and invite them to measure the land by the way."

Yuan Chuyi smiled happily and said, "Thank you, uncle. I know that I can do things reliably."

She looked at Zhang Yongfu gratefully. She had settled in Xishan Village for nearly a month. Zhang Yongfu helped with everything. Without him, she would not have been able to do many things so smoothly. She gratefully continued to pour wine and serve food for everyone. The sumptuous dinner made them all unable to help but eat a few more bowls of rice and drink a few more glasses of wine.

Wang Chunsheng looked at Yuan Chuyi who was pouring him wine, his face flushed.

"Ms. Yuan, I have something, I wonder if I can ask?"

he asked shyly.

When Yuanchu saw him being so shy, he couldn't help but cover his mouth and laugh, "Brother Wang, if you have anything to do, it's okay to say it!"

Wang Chunsheng ranks second among his peers in the Wang family, and everyone usually calls him Wang Erlang.

Wang Chunsheng's face turned redder, as if he was on fire. He was so nervous that he stammered, "I want to ask, when you start the mill, can you make more tofu and these tofu slices and tofu fruit? I want to ask you this Do you think it’s okay to buy some goods and sell them in the city or nearby villages?”

On the first day of the Yuan Dynasty, he gave Wang Chunsheng an approving look. This little brother was quite business-minded. Before he started building his own mill, he already thought about becoming a dealer.

"Second Brother Wang is really thinking long-term! Okay, I agree to this!"

Wang Chunsheng couldn't hide the joy on his face, "Thank you Mrs. Yuan!"

Yuanchu smiled and followed Wang Chunsheng's lead and said to the village chief and others, "Uncles, look, my mill hasn't opened yet, and Brother Wang is about to place an order. It seems that I have to find a few people to work quickly. To open the mill, do you have any suitable candidates to recommend to me?"

On the first day of the Yuan Dynasty, according to his own plan, the mill should be divided into three large blocks. One block is dedicated to grinding beans, boiling soy milk, and making tofu. The second block is dedicated to making tofu slices and tofu buns, and the last block is used to make yuba.

She had already told Grandma Xu about the fried tofu slices and asked Grandma Xu to take charge of it. What she still lacked were people who made tofu and people who made yuba. Especially for making bean curd, you have to find reliable talents. But you can’t sell the bean curd yourself before the technology of making bean curd is spread.

"Ms. Yuan, I don't have much land at home. I usually work odd jobs outside. Can I come to work in the mill?" Zhou Dayong stammered.

When everyone heard this, they all laughed and said, "I think Dayong can do it. With all his strength, he can come and help push the wheels!"

Zhou Dayong also nodded in confusion.

When Yuanchu saw that everyone said this, she agreed. Zhou Dayong was so happy that he scratched his head and giggled.

When Yuanchu saw his honest appearance, he felt that this man was simple-minded and should be a reliable person. When everyone saw that Zhou Dayong was chosen, they all recommended themselves or their relatives and friends.

After talking about recruiting people, Yuan Chuyi took advantage of everyone's enthusiasm and asked them to help build a thatched house at the foot of the mountain as a pigsty. In addition, about twenty small thatched houses need to be built. The site should be as close as possible between her house and the village. If it is not enough, they can be built towards the entrance of the village.

The village chief and others were stunned after hearing what she said.

"Ms. Yuan, it's okay to build a pigsty, but what are you going to build so many thatched houses for?" the village chief asked blankly after being stunned for a long time.

On the first day of the Yuan Dynasty, he continued to pour wine for them and said, "Uncle, I bought the wasteland. I don't have to find people to open up the wasteland for spring plowing. I am preparing a place to live for the people I find!"

The village chief sighed, "Oh, building a thatched house requires building materials and labor. A smaller one costs at least five taels per room, and a room of twenty or so will cost at least a hundred taels! Uncle, I think you should use this money to buy it." You can rent some high-quality land and let others farm it, so you will spend a lot less!"

"Thank you, uncle, for always thinking about me, but I still want to buy wasteland and build a house! Once the land title is obtained, you can find someone to help me start the construction and try to complete it before the year. Okay, uncle?" Yuan Chuyi insisted.

The village chief sighed, "Okay, I'll do it for you!"

After talking about things, the craftsmen went back after having a sumptuous dinner. On the first day of the Yuan Dynasty, Grandma Xu and Zhang Xiujuan were brought to help clean up the dishes.

They were busy when Lin Qiuniang came! Seeing that they were busy, she helped herself without saying hello. Then she took the opportunity to ask Yuan Chuyi directly, if she also pickled some radish sour to sell, would it be easier to sell?

Yuan Chu smiled, how could he predict this? If it is said to be easy to sell, will she feel that she is being lied to if it fails to sell? If she said it was difficult to sell, would she think she was being petty and was afraid that she would steal business from her, so she said that?

"Auntie, it's not difficult to make sour radish. You'll have to pickle some first and put them out at a stall to test sell them before you know whether they're good or not!"

When Lin Qiuniang heard this, her eyes could not help but shine with a light.