He said lightly, "Brother Fu just went to the edge of the field to check for water. You can find him now."

The old man turned around and said, "My benefactor, please wait for me for a moment, I will go find him." After that, he trotted towards the field. Tong Wen Yao originally wanted to ask to go together, but he ran too fast.

The woman said, "Since you are Lao Du's guest, please come in and have a drink of water."

Tong Wenyao followed her into the yard. There was a small pavilion next to it, and some crucian carp were kept under the pavilion. "Please come this way."

"Thank you, auntie." She pursed her lips and smiled, "Why should you thank me? I just heard Lao Du calling you benefactor. It's my duty to entertain you." She followed the woman to the small pavilion.

"Please sit here for a while. I'll go downstairs and prepare the tea." Tong Wenyao tried to stop her. "Auntie, no need. I'll be back after we finish discussing things." Auntie smiled and said, "We must be polite. Here, we use the cups made by Lao Du to make tea. It's delicious."

She walked to the back in high spirits, and soon brought out a set of tea sets. Tong Wen Yao could tell at a glance that this set was much more elegant than the ones she had seen in the workshop, especially the lotus flowers carved in the lake, which were lifelike and vivid.

The teacup began to play tricks in her hands, and when hot water poured into the cup, the air began to be filled with the fragrance of jasmine tea.

"Miss, are you here to discuss the sale of the workshop?" she asked, handing her the teacup. "Take a look first, and if the price is right, I'll buy it."

After hearing this, the aunt drank a cup of tea, sighed, and said, "Old Du is really pitiful. He lost his parents when he was a child, lost his son in middle age, and his wife fell ill when he was old." There was a trace of heartache in her eyes as she spoke.

Tong Wenyao was puzzled, but she didn't say anything, just sipping her tea. After a while, there was a sound at the door. Tong Wenyao looked up and saw that it was Du Bo and Village Chief Zhang who came in.

Uncle Zhang, a square-faced man with a slight mustache and dressed in cotton clothes, waited until they reached the pavilion before Auntie tactfully left.

"I heard from Lao Du that you want to buy the back mountain?" The voice was a little loud and rough, even the water in the glass was slightly shaken. Zhang Fu frowned. Ever since the white soil was dug out of the back mountain, the villagers had been abandoned. Even Lao Du's workshop was severely damaged. Why would she spend that money to buy it? However, if she could sell it, she could earn a penny for the village, so he didn't say anything to stop her.

"Yes, I wonder if I can go take a look before discussing it." After hearing her answer, Zhang Fu nodded. "That's right." The three of them stood up and started walking towards the back mountain. As they walked, Tong Wenyao observed the surroundings.

The surrounding vegetation is sparse and not lush, and the soil is red with a little white mixed in.

After seeing this, the village chief explained, "The soil here has been stained white since a flood. It must have flowed from the mountains."

"Uncle Zhang, take me to see these white mountains." Zhang Fu took a puff of his pipe and said slowly, "These white mountains are inside the cave. You can't see them without a torch."

Tong Wen Yao then understood why he took two torches when he went out. It turned out that he was in a cave.

Since it's in a cave, isn't the storage volume quite large? It would be best if we could buy that lime mountain. That way, mining would be easier, and we wouldn't have to mine the red mud.

After walking and stopping, the three of them finally reached the foot of the cliff. It was obvious that there was a lot of white on the ground, and there was even more white at the entrance of the cave. They raised the torch high inside, and the slightly orange flame illuminated the gray space. The stone wall was all white. Tong Wen Yao suppressed her inner excitement and had no expression on her face.

"Uncle Zhang, I've seen this mountain, too. How much is it?"

Zhang Fu saw that her expression was genuine, so he thought for a moment and said, "This mountain covers thirty mu, and the price of mountain land is four taels per mu, so the total price is one hundred and twenty taels."

Tong Wen Yao shook her head and said, "Uncle Zhang, this price is a bit expensive. I still need to buy a workshop, and I will also get mud from this mountain in the future." After that, Tong Wen Yao handed over two taels of silver. Zhang Fu's hands reacted faster than his brain and he quickly put it in his pocket.

"The price is indeed negotiable. This mountain cannot be used to grow anything. I can give you three taels per mu, for a total of ninety taels. By the way, I will also give you a piece of vacant land at the foot of the mountain, about five mu." This was a sudden saving of forty taels, and five more mu of land. Tong Wen Yao expressed her satisfaction.

Zhang Fu was pleased that the broken mountain could be sold immediately, even for the high price of ninety taels. Returning to the village, after the two parties signed the contract, Zhang Fu took the documents home and drove the oxcart to transfer the ownership. Tong Wenyao immediately gave Uncle Du a hundred and fifty taels of silver and the money for the mountain in the village.

Uncle Du insisted on asking for a hundred taels of silver. He hoped the workshop would give them a place to stay. He knew how to make ceramics and would work hard for Tong Wenyao in the future. He wanted this hundred taels of silver in order to pay off the debts he had previously owed.

When Tong Wen Yao saw that there were not many vegetables in the kitchen, she originally planned to go to the market at the entrance of the village to buy some meat and vegetables. But when the village chief's aunt heard about it, she couldn't let the rich man spend money again.

They directly took vegetables from the west family, radishes from the east family, and a chicken from their own family, so the dinner became sumptuous. As soon as the meal was ready, Zhang Fu handed the stamped document to Tong Wen Yao. Zhang Fu also thoughtfully bought two taels of wine from the county so that they could drink it.

"Old Du! Your worries are finally gone," Uncle Du responded after taking a sip. "Yes! The heavy burden in my heart has finally fallen, and my wife's illness can be cured."

Zhang Fu congratulated her immediately after hearing this. Uncle Du quickly said, "Miss Tong, you are truly our family's benefactor. You gave us a chance to be reborn."

His eyes were full of gratitude. There had been a time when his heart had never been so relaxed. Ever since he got into debt and his wife's illness had not improved, the sorrow in his heart had been suppressed. Now, the clouds had finally cleared and the fog had appeared.

Uncle Du looked at Tong Wenyao and said, "I won't say anything else, but I just want to speak my mind. Now that you are the owner of the workshop, my wife and I will definitely work hard for you."

Tong Wen Yao drank tea instead of wine. She was still a child, and Zhang Fu and Uncle Du did not allow her to drink, so she could only drink tea instead of wine.

"Uncle Du, I don't know much about the workshop, so I'll hand it over to you from now on. I believe you will be able to manage it better."

"good!"

Zhang Fu said from the side, "Come on, eat some food, don't just focus on eating!"

Emotions were rising as the meeting drew to a close. Zhang Fu looked at Tong Wenyao and asked tentatively, "Miss Tong, I wonder where you're going to recruit people for your workshop in the future."