It rained for a day and a night, and there were not many people who came out to buy vegetables, and the business was very light, so Mu Yunhan and Bai Wuwei simply went to the suburbs to see the land.

In recent years, it has been a good weather, and there are not many people who are willing to sell land, so the area of this piece of land is not large, only about ten acres, and the asking price is quite high.

The ground is a good place, even if it rains for a day and a night, there is no waterlogging, but Mu Yunhan hates rainy days very much, and he can't help but be irritated when he hears the sound of rain.

This kind of irritability was obvious, Bai Wuwei thought that she was too little land, so he comforted her: "Accumulate a lot, buy this land first, and then find a way to buy the surrounding land later......"

Mu Yunhan didn't explain: "From the point of view of the white shopkeeper, in the entire Liuxian County, how much market can our vegetables occupy?" ”

Bai Wuwei had already calculated: "You can account for about three-tenths, and if you work hard, you can account for five-tenths." There must always be a little way to live for other vendors or ordinary people, otherwise the county will not be happy. ”

Mu Yunhan said: "That's it, the land here is not easy to buy, just enough to grow the vegetables we sell, and I plan to buy more land in Shoushan Town, and in the future, I will still focus on medicinal materials and dry goods." ”

Fresh vegetables are not easy to transport, just ensure local sales, if you want to make the business bigger and farther, you still have to sell medicinal herbs and mushrooms, fungus, white fungus and other dry goods.

Shoushan Town is remote, ordinary people don't go, and the land price is cheap, so it is better to use it as a base for the time being, and wait until the future to enter the state capital, and then try to do other things.

In addition, she also wants to seize the time to open the restaurant, produce and sell it herself, and in the future, the medicinal canteens will be all over the country, which is called beauty.

It was noon after signing the deed, and the landlord wanted to keep them for dinner.

Mu Yunhan thought that if he wanted to farm here in the future, he had to have a good relationship with the locals, so he agreed.

Regardless of whether the coarse tea and light rice were clean or not, he talked with the female relatives with a smile and a prescription for diarrhea for a child in the main family.

The landlord's family saw that she was approachable and easy to talk to, and Bai Wuwei was a sweet-mouthed person, so she had the heart to make a face, so she specially invited the two local gentry and daughters to accompany her.

After saying goodbye after dinner, a dirty boy suddenly rushed over, almost bumped into Mu Yunhan, and was grabbed by Xiaomi.

He didn't care about struggling, he just stuffed the steamed bun in his hand into his mouth desperately, and his cheeks bulged like a goldfish.

"There are mother-born and motherless down-to-line goods, telling you to steal food! Tell you to steal it! ”

A woman screamed and chased after him, snatched the boy from Xiaomi's hand, and smashed the shovel in his hand on his head, causing blood to flow out instantly, and the boy's face was all over the face.

The boy didn't cry, he wiped it indiscriminately, just swallowed the steamed bun hard, the steamed bun was too dry, he swallowed too quickly, and quickly choked and rolled his eyes.

The woman did not give up, but grabbed him by the face and tore him vigorously, beating and kicking him.

Mu Yunhan couldn't stand it and said, "He's about to choke to death." ”

With a flick of her arm, Millet isolated the woman, and then struck the boy on the back, and the boy spit out the steamed bun with a "wow".

It was raining, the ground was full of mud, and the steamed buns were rolling to the ground, and they were extremely dirty.

But he didn't care about lying on the ground, busy picking up the steamed bun to eat.

A man rushed over, stepped on the steamed bun with one foot, grabbed him by the collar and threw him aside, scolding: "A good-mouthed greedy little bastard, throw it into the pigsty and lock it up!" ”

With a soft "tearing" sound, most of the boy's already tattered clothes were torn off, revealing a scrawny, scarred body and half of his buttocks, which rolled in the mud and became a clay figure.