The head of Gaomen Village is a skinny old man in his seventies.

His family lives in the middle of the village, built a few sturdy large tiled houses, the front yard and the back of the yard are cleaned up Lili Suo, the family population is not large, two sons and five grandchildren, the younger son is separated, and the two grandsons who have become a family are also separated, and there are few people here in the old house and there is nothing messy.

The children of the martial arts family greeted the village chief obediently and listened to Steward Cheng's words silently, Steward Cheng nodded secretly, and asked first, "Uncle Li, is there any spare land or houses to sell in our village?" Steward Cheng also asked casually, it was too troublesome to buy a house built by others, and the price was high, far less cost-effective than buying a piece of land in the village.

"There are no ready-made houses anymore." The village chief shook his head, and when he saw that it was a few children who bought the land, he muttered in his heart, if it weren't for Steward Cheng's packing tickets, he really didn't take it seriously.

"How many places are there in that land where I can build a house?"

"There are two plots, the land is not big, and the price is not high." The village chief said as he walked, closed the door, and walked slowly towards the entrance of the village.

"Uncle Li, Da Zhuang, aren't they at home?" Steward Cheng asked.

"No, on the ground!" The village chief took two steps to catch his breath.

"I think so! Uncle Li, you first tell me which two pieces of land, and then you can look at them. "Steward Cheng didn't feel sorry for the old man's old age, but as soon as Village Chief Li said it, he thought of which two pieces it was.

"A piece is a depression in Xiaohou Mountain, remember?" The village chief pointed, "There is another piece behind an old tree." ”

"Oops! Hey, uncle! Where do you live in those two plots of land, don't you make it impossible for me to explain to my relatives? Steward Cheng patted his leg, and his embarrassed face wrinkled into a bun, in order to let a few children understand, he deliberately explained, "The depressions of Xiaohou Mountain are low, and they become puddles when it rains, and there is Xiaohou Mountain, which is not a high mountain, isolated from the village, which is really not suitable for living." Behind the old tree is the ancestral grave of Gaomen Village, where you will become a grave keeper. ”

"But their money ......" The village chief was also embarrassed, and he couldn't bear to see a few children in tears.

"Isn't there still a piece of land, the one in the reeds?"

"The land...... There's a lot of money in that land! "If it weren't for that, that piece of land would have been occupied long ago.

"I know that you are difficult, these children are benevolent, if the price is right to buy ten acres of wasteland in the village, what do you think?"

This is what Wu Nuandong and they have already discussed, and they can only buy a few cheap pieces of wasteland with money. In fact, if it weren't for the fact that the money was really not enough, and he was afraid that others would be suspicious, Wu Nuandong really wanted to contract all the reeds. Take your time! You can't be a fat man by eating in one go.

"Three, two, five, one acre, no less!" Murakami needs money to repair the ancestral hall or something, and it's too low to talk to the people in the village.

"Three or two, if it is successful, let's sign it now and go to apply for the red deed immediately!" Steward Cheng hesitantly stretched out three fingers, seeing that the village chief was trembling and about to speak again, he hurriedly held his hand and persuaded him: "These children can be literate and martial, maybe they will take the test in the future, uncle, don't bombard people out!" ”

The village chief's eyes lit up and he looked at the children.

Wu Xingzhou has a square face, a stiff body, and a decent look. Wu Xia is a tiger-headed tiger-headed, clear-eyed, and vibrant. Wu Qiuzhi is polite, smiling, and calm. Wu Nuandong is pink and delicate, her eyes are full of intelligence, and she has a little more indescribable aura than her three elder brothers.

The village chief finally agreed, fifteen taels of five acres of land, it was really unbelievably cheap, and even Wu Qiuzhi opened his mouth wide.

"Don't think it's expensive, kids!" The village chief mistakenly thought that the brothers and sisters of the martial family were too expensive, and explained, "The year before last, there was a big chaos, and last year the new emperor paid taxes and increased revenue, and the land was cheaper. These five acres of land were originally arable land, but the land difference was not high. It was really unthinkable to be able to take three or two acres before. ”

"What about the reeds? We want ten acres of land. Wu Nuandong asked lightly. The year before last was the Anshi Rebellion, and Wu Nuandong originally thought it was a civil strife that had entered the official history, but the fact is that this year is only 756, and the war that ended in 763 was 7 years ahead of schedule. The Tang Dynasty Emperor was supposed to ascend the throne seven years later, but he succeeded to the throne last year at the age of twenty-eight.

"Four hundred wen an acre." The village chief didn't talk nonsense, and directly said the lowest price.

Steward Cheng secretly shook his head at the Wu brothers and sisters, the wasteland that the Cheng family bought at the beginning cost a hundred taels, although it was a contribution to the village, it was really not worth it.

"Uncle Li, the tax on these ten acres of land is not low!" Steward Cheng calculated, and said optimistically: "At that time, the people in the village had been serving for three years, but it was still ineffective, and a few children couldn't take out their old books and finally starved to death in the village, so it was the future talent ......."

"Come on, you can tell me this, six hundred wen two acres, it can't be lower." Village Chief Li sighed, "That piece of land is tax-free for the first three years, if it weren't for ...... Alas! ”

"It's always five acres, don't you think it's possible?" Steward Cheng summoned the little guy behind him and instructed him to drive the carriage.

"Uncle Li, don't hesitate, if these children make some achievements, the land in our village will also have a provenance." Steward Cheng persuaded him sentence by sentence, and several children also looked at him.

When the village chief saw that the carriage was coming, he got into the carriage without saying a word.

Steward Cheng smiled knowingly, beckoned a few children to get into the carriage too, and strived to finish it all in the afternoon.

Before applying for a red deed, you must first set up a household and officially become a villager in Gaomen Village on behalf of the Wu family. Wu Xingzhou and Wu Xiazhi set up two households respectively, because the original road guide and household registration documents were lost, and they paid a handling fee of 200 Wen to re-handle it. Five acres of land and ten acres of barren land are recorded in Wu Xia Zhi's account, Wu Xingzhou is unwilling to take advantage of his younger brothers and sisters, after all, the money was left by Brother Chunxi for their four rooms. In the end, he did the red deed, paid 700 yuan in taxes and fees, 300 yuan to the small official who was responsible for handling the contract, and gave 17 taels to the old village chief to complete the transfer.

On the way home, Wu Xingzhou specially bought two packs of dim sum and two pots of wine and gave them to Steward Cheng and the village chief.

The two of them took it over without excuse, this is the local rule, happy events need to reward the middleman and the handler, and should have given Steward Cheng money for running errands, but Steward Cheng immediately turned his face and refused to accept it, Wu Xingzhou could only give up.

Back in the courtyard, the four children gathered together and smiled so hard that their mouths couldn't be closed.

After months of running around, they finally have a home of their own!

Wu Xingzhou immediately calculated the cost of a day, in addition to buying land, salt, sugar, grain, meat, and dim sum wine were the most expensive, and it cost a small two taels, but the grain and condiments could be used for less than three months, and now there were about twenty-one taels left.

Twenty-one taels to build a house and live a living...... Wu Xingzhou gritted his teeth, anyway, there are mountains of wood and stones, if it can't be built, just a few of their brothers will build it, and when it will be built, it's a big deal to temporarily build two rooms to shelter from the wind and rain.

What he didn't know was that the next day, when he took his two younger brothers to Ludang to clear the weeds in the clearing, Wu Nuandong and Cheng Zijing drove the little donkey to the town's medical center.

Two rooms, hum, Wu Nuandong's goal is not as simple as two rooms.