Chapter 1661 Your Home
Old Zhou was still instructing the tenant farmers about raising cattle. These cows would be numbered and sold. Although they had to work for them, they also had to be raised well.
After he finished giving his instructions, he turned around and saw the young men working in the open space not far away. He had a good memory, so after thinking for a moment, he said to the head of the village, "I remember that it was a wasteland before. There were a lot of loose stones on it, and there were not even a few trees. It was just weeds. How come they've already laid the foundation in just a few days?"
The village head also laughed and said, "With more people, the work will be done faster. In addition to the craftsmen invited from the city, the young and strong men in our village have also been called over to help. It's also because your family is generous that we pay them twenty coins a day."
Old Zhou nodded subconsciously, but halfway through he suddenly felt something was wrong and asked doubtfully, "My home?"
"Yes, your family," the village head saw his puzzled face and hesitated for a moment. He looked at his face and asked hesitantly, "Master Zhou bought this land from me early in the morning. The next day, someone came to mark out the land. On the third day, a group of people came and started planning to build a house. They also invited many people from the village to help pick up stones, dig stones and dig the foundation. How come Master Zhou doesn't know?"
Of course Old Zhou didn't know. He was just wondering which idiot came here to build a house. Not only was this place quite far from the village, but the land was also not good. It would take a lot of work just to dig the stones. Apart from the fact that there was a lot of space in front, behind, left and right and it was on the roadside, there wasn't much else going on.
But why do we need such a large space to build a house?
The land in the yard can't be used to grow vegetables, it's so wasted, and it turns out it's his?
Old Zhou looked at the many people on the land and automatically converted them into piles of money, twenty cents a pile...
Old Zhou covered his chest and asked, "It's been a few days, and you've only just dug the foundation?"
The village head: "...It hasn't been a few days. Isn't today the 21st? It's only the fourth day."
"In our place, with so many people, we were able to build a house in four days."
The village head choked for a moment, then laughed and said, "Master Zhou, you're joking. If this were a thatched hut, we could build it in a day, but the farm you want to build is extraordinary. It might take at least a month or two to complete."
He added, "Besides, we are only capable of labor. How to build it depends on the advice of the craftsmen hired by the mansion."
Old Zhou shouted, "What? They hired a craftsman to build a house?"
Zhou Silang and the others also heard the shouting and turned to look over. He immediately said, "It's over. So you didn't know anything?"
Qian had already realized what was going on. She glanced at Old Zhou and asked, "What are you yelling about?"
She said, "I haven't heard Lijun mention this matter. Obviously, the manor was not built with money from the family."
Old Zhou said, "Manbao's money is still money. Doesn't that mean it's not the family's money?"
He grumbled, "You can't just spend it carelessly. It's just Dalang and I living here. If you ask me, you and the old man don't need to use the money. Why build such a nice house? Just build a thatched hut."
Qian wondered how Old Zhou became what he is now?
Mingming was lazy when he was young, loved to take care of himself, was lazy and only wanted to enjoy himself. But at that time, his family had no money and even had difficulty in getting food.
As a result, now that his family is rich, he thinks about living frugally and enduring hardships again.
Qian said to him perfunctorily, "Alright, we've bought the land, spent the money, and the building is halfway done. Can you still kick us out?"
She said, "This is also Manbao's filial gift to you. The reason I didn't tell you was to give you a surprise. Besides, there's a nice farm here, not far from the capital. Manbao and his friends can ride fast, so they'll be there in just over an hour. From now on, every time you have a day off, you can come here to play and see us, wouldn't that be nice?"
Only then did Old Zhou stop nagging.
Zhou Silang took the opportunity to step forward and said, "Dad, this farm wasn't entirely funded by Manbao. Bai Shan and the Second Young Master Bai also contributed."
Old Zhou was puzzled. "What are they paying for?"
"They said they wanted to leave a room for them, and that brothers should settle accounts clearly."
Old Zhou felt much better, but he said, "What's the relationship between us? It's just two rooms. Why do we need to pay so much? It makes us look a bit stingy."
Zhou Silang said, "Then tomorrow I'll go back and ask Manbao to return the money to them?"
Old Zhou slapped him on the head and said angrily, "This back-and-forth is hurtful to relationships, and don't they look like people who need money? Your sister knows what's going on, so stay out of it."
Well, you are the one who is stingy, and you are also the one who is unwilling to return the money.
Zhou Silang touched his head and stepped aside, but Old Zhou was indeed in a much better mood.
Because it was much better, he went with others to see the house under construction. When they got closer, they found that the fenced-off land was very large, extending directly from the large piece of land on the side of the road to the edge of the woods over there.
There is a mountain above the woods. Of course, Old Zhou, who was born in the mountain village of Qili Village and had to cross mountains and ridges to go in and out, did not think that it was a mountain. He firmly believed that it was just a slope. However, the slope was quite large and the trees were particularly dense. Their family's official fields directly surrounded the slope in the middle and then stretched away.
But the village heads, who saw nothing but the plain, firmly believed it was a mountain. Seeing Old Zhou looking at the mountain, they said, "This mountain also belongs to the village. The villagers collect firewood and other things here, and every spring they replant the saplings cut down the previous year."
Old Zhou curled his lips in disgust. Their Qili Village didn't have much, but there were a lot of mountains.
He pointed to the land that extended to the bottom of the woods and asked, "You bought such a large piece of land full of treasures?"
"Yes," the village head said with a smile, "this piece of wasteland is full of rocks and nothing grows there. It's useless, so Mr. Zhou bought it all."
Old Zhou frowned. "She's going to use this much land to build a house? How big is she planning to build it?"
The village head didn't know, so he didn't answer.
Old Zhou turned around and shouted to Zhou Lijun, "Er Ya, come here quickly."
Zhou Lijun ran over, not minding at all that her grandfather called her by her nickname. Now the whole family called her by her full name, even her grandmother called her Lijun. Only her grandfather, no matter how nice he responded to her in person, would forget it the moment he turned around and still called her "Erya".
Even Zhou Lizhong and others are like this, they only have nicknames forever.
So they didn't want to correct him, and let grandpa call him whatever he wanted.
Old Zhou pointed at the large area of land and asked, "Are you going to build houses there?"
"No," Zhou Lijun said, "We've looked at the land. We're building the farm on this side, and the soil on the other side is looser and has fewer rocks. We'll dig a pond from there to there, and then divert water from the ditch over there. My aunt and the others said that if there's still drought next year, the water from this big pond can at least irrigate the dozens of acres of land here."
See you at 4 p.m.
(End of this chapter)
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