The group passed through the central hanging flower gate and entered the backyard. The layout of the backyard was similar to their own courtyard house, with a main house and two side rooms, an east wing on the left, and a west wing on the right. The three houses were connected by a covered walkway, and there was a courtyard in the middle, which was slightly smaller than their own courtyard.
Ye Huiguo pointed to the courtyard and said, "Let's also build some reclining chairs and tea tables here, add more greenery, pave the ground with blue bricks or stone slabs, and install a water tap near the hanging flower gate."
Chen'er helped Grandma Yan around for a while: "Grandma, look, the houses here are the same as those over there. Grandma, can you still live in the north-facing house?"
Grandma Yan smiled and said, "Chen'er, do you listen to your grandma?"
Ye Chen'er nodded. Of course she would listen. She was lucky to have met such a wonderful grandmother. It would be a fool not to listen.
"Grandma is telling you, this is your dowry. You have to live in the north-facing room because you are the mistress of the house, you know?"
Ye Huiguo and Sheng Lijuan were filled with admiration. Grandma Yan was indeed as good as she seemed, wise and generous. Although she was an old woman from the countryside, she was not at all greedy or short-sighted. No wonder she could give birth to such good children and grandchildren. Their daughter was very lucky.
"Grandma, with your experience, why don't you make some arrangements?" Ye Huiguo humbly asked for advice, wanting to do her a favor as well.
Grandma Yan nodded: "Chen'er, this is what Grandma thinks. If you don't like it, you can make your own decision. There are three rooms in the west wing. We'll leave one room for your parents and one for your parents-in-law, and the middle room will be the main hall."
The side rooms on either side of the north-facing house are for your grandparents and aunt. The east wing, like ours, will be used as a kitchen. As for Grandma, Nannan, and your uncle, they don't need rooms; it's only a few minutes' walk there.
Ye Chen'er protested: "Grandma, even if Nan Nan marries my brother and lives next door, we still need to keep a room here."
Grandma Yan still shook her head: "Chen'er, be good. You'll have children in the future, so make sure to leave them plenty of space, okay?"
Ye Chen'er felt like crying again. Her grandmother, who loved the Party, had always been like this; she thought of the big picture, not herself.
“There’s a rear-facing room in the outer courtyard, why don’t we leave it for my uncle and aunt?” Yan Aidang suggested.
"No way, no way! My house is so close, why would I stay in your house? No, that's Chen'er's house, what are you going to arrange?" Yan Xiaoqiang refused outright. What did Chen'er just say? That Nan Nan was getting married to Ye Chenming? Bah!
Yan Ai Dang~
Ye Huiguo laughed. Nan Nan's father was indeed very protective of his daughter. Since the grandmother-in-law had already said so, we had to listen to her. Otherwise, it would be disrespectful for us to be the ones making the arrangements and giving orders.
With Ye Chen'er's dowry villa arranged, the decoration could now be planned with a clear purpose. However, Ye Chen'er was worried: "Nan Nan, this courtyard house has so many rooms, there aren't enough bedding and blankets. Where are we going to find cotton now? I haven't even collected all the cotton quilts from my dowry yet. It's really worrying me to death."
"Chen'er, don't worry about your quilt. I asked my older brother to bring some cotton. Just prepare the quilt cover." Yan Xiaonan had plenty of cotton in her spatial storage, several thousand kilograms. Ye Chen'er was relieved. Yan Xiaonan never lied; she always kept her word.
The word "cotton" reached Yan Daqiang's ears, and his ears, sharper than radar, began to eavesdrop. Hearing Yan Xiaonan's words, Yan Daqiang felt inexplicably at ease.
While Ye Chen'er was accompanying Xue Ying and her parents to see the west wing, she approached Yan Xiaonan and said, "Nannan, your uncle has a favor to ask. If you can get some cotton, please save some for your uncle. How about we offer the best price?"
Yan Xiaonan glanced at her uncle: "Uncle, what do you need the cotton for? How many pounds do you need?"
"The quilts in the team need to be replaced, and the winter clothes need to be made, but the logistics cotton supply is temporarily insufficient. We have already held several meetings, and everyone is extremely anxious."
Yan Xiaonan's heart skipped a beat: "Uncle, how many do you want?"
“Currently, I have 30,000 people who need to replace their quilts, and other places also need a lot. Each quilt weighs 3.4 kilograms. You can calculate how many that would be. Also, let me tell you, our purchase price for first-grade cotton is 1.5 yuan per kilogram.” Yan Daqiang replied in a low voice.
Yan Xiaonan was stunned. That would require more than 100,000 kilograms of cotton, which would be worth more than 300,000 yuan. Wouldn't that provide capital for future business? No, no, I have to discuss this with Grandma.
"Uncle, you've asked for too much. I don't think I can make it."
"Promise your uncle, if he can't even protect you, he doesn't need to wear this green suit anymore." Grandma Yan came over at some point. Daqiang had guessed the secret about Guabao sixteen years ago, but he didn't know how much he had guessed.
Yan Xiaonan and Yan Daqiang were both startled. One hadn't used his special ability, and the other had been focused on Yan Xiaonan, yet they hadn't noticed anything. They were too careless. Luckily, it was their own mother. The two learned from today's lesson and were able to avoid being investigated by others many times afterward.
Yan Xiaonan began to extend her consciousness outwards. Fortunately, in the west wing, her aunt was talking to Chen'er and her mother. Chen'er's father and Yan Aidang had gone to the outer courtyard. Cuihua and Baoguo were looking at the east wing, and her father was staring at the hanging flower gate, seemingly studying something.
Yan Xiaonan was relieved and asked, "Uncle, what will you say when people ask you about the origin of the cotton?"
"I found it from outside, but where I found it is a secret, and I have the right to keep it confidential," Yan Daqiang replied.
"But you want so many, where am I supposed to get them for you?" Yan Xiaonan was worried. She could manage three or five thousand, but what about so many?
"We can hand over as much as we can. The cotton supply is quite tight right now. Our logistics team has racked their brains and run themselves ragged, but we still can't get two or three hundred thousand catties. But so many people are waiting for it, so we need it urgently." Yan Daqiang was really anxious. They had already held many meetings during this period.
The so-called "everything is waiting to be rebuilt" situation is so difficult. Now, as long as even the slightest bit of information about resources is obtained, people from all sides will rush to seize it. Therefore, Yan Daqiang's statement about keeping the source a secret is true, and no one can guarantee that they can keep their mouths shut.
There really wasn't any other way to grow so much cotton except by using supernatural abilities, but Yan Xiaonan discovered that only black soil could effectively promote plant growth, and black soil is generally only found in the mountains.
"Uncle, are there any mountains around Beijing, like Mushroom Mountain in our hometown?" Yan Xiaonan asked.
Yan Daqiang's heart raced upon hearing this: "Nan Nan, did you have your wolves or other animals deliver cotton from various places?"
Yan Xiaonan was dumbfounded. Had her uncle read too many fairy tales or become obsessed with the Classic of Mountains and Seas?
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