"Hahaha... nothing can be hidden from the village head uncle!"
"You're right. Since it's already spring, there are quite a lot of people selling land. Do you want top-quality land or medium-quality land?" Zhang Wenyuan asked quickly.
"Is what the head of the village true?" Zhang Zixuan asked excitedly.
He had heard Jian Xiu mention this before, but he didn't hold much hope in his heart. He didn't think it would be true.
"Kid, can I still lie to you? How much do you plan to buy?" Zhang Wenyuan asked again.
After saying this, he looked at Zhang Zixuan again, and then continued:
"If you want to buy it, you have to hurry up. This is top-quality land. After the spring, more people come to ask about it. It's very popular."
In Zhang Wenyuan's view, when buying land, it is natural to buy high-quality land.
"Uncle Lizheng, to be honest with you, I don't buy top-quality land!"
"Ah? Hiss...Is that so? Then it would be better if I buy a medium-sized piece of land. Let's take our time!"
"Neither...nor buy medium land!"
"What...what? What did you say?" Zhang Wenyuan asked in disbelief.
For normal families, if they want to farm their own land, most of them will choose to buy high-quality land.
Only with good quality land can rice and wheat be grown.
These two crops are their main food throughout the year, so naturally they have to buy top-quality farmland.
Of course, some of the better medium-sized fields are also planted with these, but the soil is relatively poor and basically produces no products.
Therefore, few people buy it to grow.
Not to mention the inferior fields, which are not only barren but also dry and basically sandy.
Basically no one would buy such land.
Zhang Zixuan naturally knew what Zhang Wenyuan was thinking, and he wanted to hear Jian Xiu's words.
Then he said with a stiff upper lip: "Uncle Lizheng, you heard it right. We did buy low-quality land."
"Zixuan, you have also farmed before, so you naturally know what cannot be planted in the fields. If you don't have enough money, your uncle will..."
"Uncle Lizheng, no, no, Jian Xiu said she bought it for some use, so she asked me to come over and ask. Don't worry about the money, we have it ready."
Before Zhang Wenyuan could finish his words, he was interrupted by Zhang Zixuan.
I have to say that the gap between people is really big.
Old Mrs. Liu kept saying that he was her son, but what she was really thinking about and longing for in her heart was the piece of wild boar meat in her hand.
He had no mercy on himself at all, and just wanted to shave more off himself.
However, Zhang Wenyuan in front of him had nothing to do with him, but he took the initiative to ask for money to lend him to buy land.
At this time, Zhang Zixuan was very glad that he did not show mercy to them.
Fortunately, they were able to get out of that quagmire.
"Hiss...Are you sure you want to buy it?" Zhang Wenyuan asked again.
"Buy. Do you have those 늅 pieces?"
"How many more do you want to buy?"
When asking this question, Zhang Wenyuan became visibly excited.
This person bought two acres of land and spent several taels of silver. Later, he failed and still planted some beans.
But what does he listen to now?
Want to buy a piece?
Thinking of this, Zhang Wenyuan hurriedly asked: "Zixuan, do you know what you are talking about?"
"I know, Uncle Village Chief, you don't have to worry. We have a use for this land!" Zhang Zixuan said with a smile.
"It's not that we don't have lots, but they need to buy them all together. If you buy just one or eight acres, they won't sell it to you!"
"How many acres are there in total?"
"Hundreds of acres, it's the land owned by Landlord Fang. You still remember that you worked there before." Zhang Wenyuan said again.
"You mean the landlord Fang's family?"
"Yes, that's it!"
"Is he going to sell all of it?" Zhang Zixuan asked again.
"Yes, it was released some time ago, but the place was too bad, and no one has come to ask about it until now."
"Is that so? Then how much per acre is needed?" Zhang Zixuan asked again.
"He sells them in lots, nine acres per mu. If you buy them all at once, it'll cost you 1.5 taels. If you buy half, it'll cost you 1.8 taels. You can either buy half or the whole lot. He doesn't sell them separately."
"So cheap?" Zhang Zixuan asked in disbelief.
He also thought that at least two taels of silver would be needed.
"It's quite cheap, but even so, no one has ever come to ask. If you are sure you want to buy it, I will take you to have a look tomorrow!"
"Well, let's go there tomorrow and take a look tomorrow!" Zhang Zixuan said with a smile.
Then Zhang Wenyuan explained some actual situations one by one.
There are pros and cons, good and bad, he explains them clearly.
When they returned, Huang Xiaolan packed a big bag of glutinous rice cakes for Zhang Zixuan.
Even though Zhang Zixuan kept refusing, she still pushed it in.
"Aunt Huang, Zixuan, you're welcome!"
"Kid, why are you being so polite to me? Come sit with me more often when you have time!"
"Well, thank you, auntie!" Zhang Zixuan said with a smile.
All the way back to the end of the village, Zhang Zixuan's smile never stopped.
"What? Have you reached an agreement?" Jian Xiu asked with a smile.
Seeing his look, Jian Xiu probably knew that he was almost done for.
"Well, there happens to be one place. Let's go check it out together tomorrow!"
"Ming, too."
Originally, she was thinking of making soy sauce at home tomorrow.
But now think about it, the soybeans have been steamed today, if the weather is good tomorrow, I can take them out and dry them in the sun.
Seconds.
Before daybreak, they both got up.
These two times, Zhang Zifu drove a horse-drawn carriage to send several children to school.
By the time she and Wang Xiuying had finished drying the soybeans, Zhang Zifu had already returned.
In fact, the place is not far away, and it only takes a quarter of an hour by carriage.
In the carriage, this time it was Zhang Zixuan who drove the carriage.
"You said those pieces of land are under your feet?" Jian Xiu asked Zhang Zixuan who was driving the carriage in front.
"Well, I used to work there!"
“Is the soil wet?”
“It’s a little wet, but it’s mostly sandy soil!”
"Is that so..."
"Hey, Uncle Village Chief, here!" Zhang Zixuan, who was sitting in the front, looked at Zhang Wenyuan and immediately waved.
Seeing that it was a horse-drawn carriage, Zhang Wenyuan was not curious.
Zhangjia Village was such a small place, but the fact that they had a horse carriage had spread like wildfire that day.
"Uncle Lizheng, we discussed it last night. We both want that piece of land. Can we get it cheaper?"
As soon as Zhang Wenyuan got on the carriage, Jian Xiu asked him.
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