After listening to Ma Wu's words, Feng Fei wondered for a while, he was 100% sure that there would never be such a dynasty in history, but since it existed in this world, it meant that this time and space had nothing to do with his own world, and this was very likely to be the so-called parallel world.

Feng Fei was only a little surprised, and he no longer cared, it didn't matter which dynasty it was, and he didn't really come to be a prince, as long as he could have land to build a farm, even if he was on an alien planet, he could accept it.

"Then do you know how to buy land?" Feng Fei asked as he looked at Ma Wu.

"The purchase of land must be approved by the county lord of the Yamen," Ma Wu replied with a serious face.

It's quite troublesome, I don't know if the county lord is a corrupt official, and whether the land only has the right to use, or can be completely private, Ma Wu can't answer these questions, he is an innkeeper guy, and he knows a limited amount of things.

Yipinxiang is worthy of being a big restaurant, the speed of serving is faster than Jixiangju and Tianfengyuan, this will chat, the dishes ordered are all ready, Feng Fei picked up the chopsticks and tasted them one by one, the taste is not bad, but the seasoning is relatively small, like chili, cumin and the like It is estimated that this world has not yet.

The three of them talked and laughed for nearly an hour, and kept asking Ma Wu some things about this world, which made Feng Fei know more about this world.

Give two taels of silver to Ma Wu, let him settle the bill, and let him keep the rest, Feng Fei and Hu Xiaoli walked around the street hand in hand, walking and stopping, constantly lingering on the street stalls, all kinds of gadgets and daily necessities, constantly selling, making Feng Fei feel like he is an actor and is filming costume dramas.

As soon as he looked up, he came to the door of the yamen, looking at the big drum at the door, which should be the thing of beating the drum and singing grievances, and two officials with swords stood on both sides of the door, chatting and laughing at the moment.

Feng Fei thought that since he was here, it would be better to talk to the county lord about buying land, so he took Ma Wu and Hu Xiaoli over first.

"Stop! what are you doing?" When the two joking officials saw someone coming, they immediately became stern, stretched out their hands to stop them, and asked Feng Fei's identity.

"Hehe, the two of you went in to report it, and said that there was something to find the county master. ”

The two officials looked Feng Fei up and down, saw that he was gorgeously dressed, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "My lord is busy with official business today, and I don't see guests......" Seeing the silver handed over by Feng Fei, he hurriedly changed his words, "But if the son has something important, I'll go and report to you,"

Feng Fei is also a bit like Hu Xiaoli at the moment, he feels very fresh about this ancient world, he has only seen it on TV before, but today he encountered it in person, and he thought it was very interesting.

After a while, the official walked out, "Childe, the master is invited!" After speaking, he turned around and walked in again, and Feng Fei and the three of them hurriedly followed.

Walking all the way, I saw that the yamen looked like a small garden, rockeries and flowing water, pavilions, and even a pond, which was really luxurious.

He followed the servant to the door of a room, and after the servant stood still, he shouted, "Master, the boy has arrived." ”

"Come in," an old voice came from inside.

The official pushed open the door and nodded at Feng Fei, then turned back, Feng Fei tidied up his clothes slightly, and felt a little nervous in his heart, how can this county lord say that he is also an official, although the level is not high, he is only a county magistrate, but Feng Fei has not even seen the mayor of his own Zhangzhuang Town, and he came directly to see a county official in ancient times, and he has no experience in dealing with officials.

After walking in, I saw a thin old man, wearing a white shirt, who was writing with a pen there, and his expression was quite like a calligrapher.

"Hello county master, grass man Feng Fei, this is reasonable," Feng Fei bowed as he learned the rhetoric in the costume TV.

Xu Yiming, the county magistrate, put down the brush curiously, looked at this strange-speaking descendant, and found that this person's hair was so short, and he was stunned for a while, "Are you a monk who is still a layman?"

Feng Fei was stunned, thinking that in ancient times, only monks would shave their hair, and ordinary people, especially scholars, thought that the hair and skin of the body were subject to their parents, and cutting hair was a big unfilial piety.

"The grass people are not monks, but the clansmen have lived in seclusion in the mountains for generations, so their hair is a little different, and please don't be surprised by the county lord. Feng Fei explained respectfully.

"Oh, it turned out to be a hermit in the mountains, I don't know what you are looking for this official?" Xu Yiming sat on the Taishi chair, took a sip of tea and asked.

"The grass people want to buy a piece of land, so they came to discuss with the master. ”

"Oh, I don't know where you value the land, and what is the use of buying it?"

"The wasteland outside the city can be used, and the grass people want to use it to build farms and grow some vegetables and fruits,"

Xu Yiming looked at Feng Fei, "This official thought you were a scholar, but I didn't expect you to know the art of farming, the imperial court stipulates that private individuals are not allowed to own more than two hundred acres of land for cultivation, since you want wasteland, then one or two pieces of silver per acre, I don't know how much you want?"

"The grass people want 200 acres," Feng Fei thought for a while and said, too much to manage, as long as there is money in the future, these rules should not be a problem.

"Okay, turn right when you go out in a while, go to the side room to find Master Qin, he will sign a note for you, you can step back if it's okay." After speaking, he picked up the teacup and waved his hand at Feng Fei and the others.

I didn't expect it to be so smooth, and there was no problem that should have occurred in my imagination, which surprised Feng Fei so happily.

"Childe, the wasteland you want, in our Tongye County, it is the worst land, generally no one buys it, and the county lord probably doesn't value it there, so as long as someone buys him, he will sell it happily. Ma Wu whispered to Feng Fei to explain his doubts.

"Oh, I see, let's go, let's go find that Master Qin. ”

There was an old man to speak, and besides, it was those wastelands outside the city, Master Qin also signed a note with Feng Fei very happily, and then sent someone to take Feng Fei and a few people to see the land in a carriage.

At the foot of a mountain about ten miles outside Tongye County, there is a wasteland, overgrown with weeds and rocks, and the official who came with him looked at the note and said, "This piece on the south side of this mountain is yours, but there are only 200 acres, and you can't cross the line," after saying that, he turned around and left.

Feng Fei hurriedly stopped him and said in surprise, "Hey, what should we do if you leave, this place is more than ten miles away from the city, and you won't let us walk back, right?"

The official said impatiently, "Figure it out yourself, I still have official business, and I can't stay for a long time,"

Feng Fei sighed, no wonder there is a saying that the king of Hades is good, and the little ghost is difficult. I had to take out the money to bribe the officials, and then I agreed to take Feng Fei and the others back to the city.

After Feng Fei returned to the inn, he asked Ma Wu to find some people who could build houses, and asked them to build a yard at the foot of the mountain, and then told him the general requirements of the farm, and gave him a silver ticket of five hundred taels of silver, and let him be fully responsible for the construction of the farm.