There is no place to make money now, and six taels of silver is not something that ordinary people can afford. However, the broker knows that Jiang's cloth shop makes a lot of money, so he will definitely not take it seriously.
Jiang Yue really felt that human life was quite cheap at this time...
After completing the formalities and settling the bill, it was still early, so Jiang Yue simply took them back to the farm, handed them over to Yuan Zhuangtou for arrangements, and then rushed back to the city.
Yuan Zhuangtou knew her plan.
The family of three lived on the uncultivated wasteland. When the time came, they would build a pigpen and chicken coop on it so that they were close enough to keep track of them.
The other three lived near the edge of the field and were responsible for reclaiming the wasteland.
But it was past the farming season, and the owner was not in a hurry to plant the crops, so he asked them to go up the mountain to cut trees. They had to make all the furniture themselves and dry the clay themselves.
These people are all farmers. They cannot build houses in the city, but they can still build mud houses.
The next day, Jiang Yue ordered a lot of tiles from a newly opened tile kiln in the city, and also left a lot of wheat straw on the farm.
Use water and mud, mix in coarse fiber plants such as wheat straw, and apply it evenly on the wall to use as an adhesive.
These people didn't expect that the owner was willing to let them live in a new house. Although it was not a solid house, it was a house built with mud and had new tiles, which was already very good!
They can only have a room of their own if they get married!
After all these things were arranged, the main house on the farm was completely dry, and there were several fine spring rains, so there was no need for watering.
In the city, Jiang Nian half-knelt down and stared at the bulging belly of the sow in the pigpen.
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