Twenty catties of lard, a total of two clay pots of oil, and a small pot of oil remained.

Youzila is a long-awaited snack for Zhiqin, and it was snatched by Zhiqin as soon as it came out of the pot.

Zhiqin sprinkled some salt on it, she took out a bowl, filled it with a full bowl and left it for Father Fang, and took the rest by herself.

"Grandma, let's go to the hall to eat oil." Zhiqin resisted the urge to eat, and said to the other party's grandmother with a sincere face.

"You go eat first, we'll come later." The kitchen hasn't been cleaned up yet, and Grandma Fang and the others can't leave, but Zhiqin's greedy look, Grandma Fang can't bear to let her accompany here, and with a wave of her hand, she let Zhiqin go.

"Then I'll go first." Zhiqin answered, pulled his legs and walked away without a trace.

"This girl doesn't know who she is with, why is she so greedy!" Thinking of Zhiqin's impatient look with the oil Zila, Grandma Fang couldn't help but feel funny.

"It's a good thing to be able to eat, so that the body can grow strong." Zhihua wiped the stove and took the time to reply.

Grandma Fang didn't bother with this matter, and bowed her head to help Zhihua clean up the kitchen.

Time flies, and after dinner in the evening, Grandpa Fang's father and son came to the village chief's house with Zhiqi and Zhihua.

The uncharacteristically open gate of the village chief's house is open today, and there are already many villagers sitting in the courtyard.

These are all men from every family, and they want to come because they know that the painter wants to buy land, so they have called them to be witnesses.

Third Master Fang and the clan elders were all in the hall, and Grandpa Fang took Father Fang in. Zhihua and Zhiqi are juniors, and the two of them stayed in the courtyard and didn't go in.

In a few moments, there was a conversation in the hall.

The curtain was lifted.

A group of people came out in a big way.

A table was set up in the courtyard, and Third Master Fang sat behind this table, and the other clan elders sat down in turn.

Grandpa Fang also sat down, Father Fang stood behind him, and Zhihua and Zhiqi stood behind Father Fang.

The atmosphere in the stadium was very solemn for a while, and everyone didn't dare to take a breath.

"I called everyone here today to deal with the matter of Fang Houdao's purchase of land." After Fang Sanye said this, there was a buzzing sound in the courtyard.

"Alright, listen to what I'm done." When Fang Sanye said this, everyone also kept their mouths shut. "Everyone also knows that Fang Houdao wants to build a chicken farm in our village, and people in our village can go to work in the chicken farm in the future. This is a good thing for the benefit of the township, and the land that the family wants to buy is the wasteland near the foot of the mountain. That piece of land is overgrown with weeds, and no one is willing to plant it, and the price of wasteland is generally between fifty wen and four taels, after I discussed with the clan elders and decided to sell that piece of land to Fang Houdao at a price of one hundred wen per mu, do you have any other opinions? ”

"Village chief, we have no problem with you selling the land to Uncle Houdao's family, after all, it is also a good thing to build a chicken farm. It's just that this recruitment matter, do you have to talk about it? ”

"Yes, I have to talk about this recruitment, what are the specific procedures, I have to let everyone have a number in their hearts?"

These two sentences fell, and everyone echoed them.

Seeing that everyone wanted to know about recruitment, Fang Sanye could only ask Grandpa Fang to get up and tell everyone.

"Kind, tell us about recruitment!"

"Our family's affairs are all Zhihua's final say, so let Zhihua tell you about it." Grandpa Fang said such a sentence in the presence of the old god.

"Knowing how to paint?"

"Is this true? It's not fooling us, is it? ”

When Grandpa Fang's words fell, the people in the village muttered in disbelief.

"Uncle Houdao, you... Are you telling the truth? "Uncle Yougen was pushed out by everyone to be everyone's spokesperson.

"That's nature, what am I fooling you about. I'm really not afraid to tell you that our family is the master of painting! "When Grandpa Fang mentioned the matter of knowing the painting, he didn't feel faceless at all, on the contrary, he was proud and honored.

Although everyone still has doubts in their hearts, since Grandpa Fang has said so, they can only listen obediently.

"Painting, tell us about the specific matters of the chicken farm." Seeing that everyone had almost accepted the matter of being in charge of Zhihua, Grandpa Fang greeted Zhihua.

"Yes, little sister, let's go and tell everyone about it." Zhiqi pushed Zhihua to the front of the crowd and asked her to tell everyone about it.

Although Father Fang didn't say anything, he looked at Zhihua with love and support on his face.

Seeing that his family supported him like this, he knew that the painting was not false, and walked generously to the center of the venue.

"Zhihua has seen all the elders." Zhihua politely saluted everyone, and then spoke. "Since Grandpa asked me to tell you about the chicken farm, then I'll tell you about it. After our chicken farm is built, we are going to let Uncle Youcai and Cousin Junquan be the stewards, and we will find some workers in the village. These workers are responsible for the daily tasks of picking eggs, feeding the chickens, cleaning the chicken coop, etc., and at the same time, some people also need to do the transportation of chickens. These are the division of labor after the chicken farm is built, and we are going to ask the village people to work for the construction of the chicken farm, and then we will have to work with our uncles and uncles. Of course, we will pay everyone well, 30 wen a day, and one meal at noon. ”

Zhihua had a confident look on his face, and he spoke in an orderly manner, and everyone was still a little unconvinced when they heard that Zhihua was in charge, and they were full of convincing at this time.

This girl, it's a pity, if she were a boy, she would definitely be able to build a great career.

Everyone couldn't help but feel sorry.

"Oh, one more thing. After the chicken farm is built, you need a lot of chicks, and now is the time for the hens to hold the nest, you can go back and let the women in the family raise more chicks, and when the chicken farm is built, we will buy it. Zhihua added.

"Is this true? So we can start making money now? Uncle Yougen asked,

"That's natural, you can not only hatch the chicks yourself, but also have your relatives do the chicks with you. Of course, these chicks must be healthy, and we don't want them when they're sick. Zhihua put the ugly words in front.

"This is as it should be, it is not easy for your family to do business, of course you can't have sick chickens." Uncle Yougen is not such an unreasonable person, and he also thinks that the painter should not want a sick chick.

That's pretty much it for the chicken farm. Fang Sanye continued to talk about buying land.

"In the afternoon, we went to measure the wasteland, a total of 200 acres, and our village sold it to the painter at a price of 100 wen per acre, which required a total of 20 taels of silver. I will distribute this money evenly from house to house. What do you think about this? "Third Master Fang told them the accounts they had already calculated and asked everyone's opinions.

"It's up to you to call the shots, and we're fine."

"yes, we're okay."

Nonsense, that piece of wasteland can only grow grass there, and now you can make some money by selling it to the painter. Not only that, but the painter built a chicken farm on it, and everyone would be able to have a job to do at that time. And not a fool, where would you disagree with such a good thing?

Seeing that everyone had approved this proposal, Fang Sanye asked people to bring pens, ink, paper, and inkstones, and wrote down the transaction documents on the spot.

Father Fang signed his name and pressed his handprint.

Grandpa Fang took out two silver ingots of ten taels from his arms, and the village chief and all the clan elders checked them one by one to make sure that there was no problem with the silver.

Even if the land is bought, but the title deed has not yet been processed, and tomorrow morning, Uncle Yougen will be the representative of the village and go to the town to go through the land deed and other formalities with someone who knows the painter. From then on, that wasteland belonged to the painter.

The 200 acres of wasteland cost only twenty taels of silver, which was far lower than Zhihua's estimate, and she couldn't believe it in her heart.

I thought that I couldn't take that piece of land without one or two hundred taels of silver, but who knew that it would only cost so much.

From the point of buying land, it can be seen that the state does not attach much importance to wasteland, and the price of mountainous land should not be too high.

Originally, Zhihua was going to buy all the mountains near his home.

But then she thought about it, and this matter had to be considered in the long run.

Their family just opened a shop in the town, and they were worried by so many people. Just now, their family bought 200 acres of land, and if they buy a few mountains now. My family may no longer be able to live in peace.

Alas! It's really painful to have money that can't be spent.

Knowing the bright sorrow of the painting.

If the villagers knew about her thoughts, they would have to beat her to death.

Ya, we are poor and can't open the pot, you are rich, what are you still stinky there.

The matter was thus settled, and everyone was very satisfied with the outcome of the matter.

Grandpa Fang and Father Fang talked with the village chief and the clan elders for a long time, and praised each other commercially.

By the time I got out of the village chief's house, the moon had already risen.

Father Fang took Zhihua by the hand, Zhiqi helped Grandpa Fang, and the family hurried back to their home at the foot of the mountain.

No one in the family has slept yet, and everyone is waiting for the news of the land purchase.

"I'm back." As soon as Grandpa Fang and the others entered the courtyard gate, the ladies of the family all greeted them.

Everyone knew that the courtyard was not a place to talk, and they all entered the hall.

What's going on? Did you buy the land? Seeing that Grandpa Fang had a calm face and didn't speak, Grandma Fang chuckled in her heart.

"Alas! I bought it and spent twenty taels of silver. Grandpa Fang sighed and said.

"Oh, it doesn't matter if you don't buy it..."Grandma Fang listened to Grandpa Fang's sigh, and didn't finish listening to what he said, so she spoke first to comfort her. As a result, I suddenly realized that something was wrong: "What did you just say?" ”

"I bought the land, and it cost twenty taels of silver." Grandpa Fang smiled and took out the paperwork from his arms.

Grandma Fang ignored him, picked up the paperwork on the table and read it.

Because of Fang's father's study, the women of the Fang family are literate.

quickly browsed the paperwork, although Grandma Fang didn't know so many words, but she could still read the general meaning.

"Haha, that's good, our family will also be landed." After reading the paperwork, Grandma Fang was so happy that she went straight to the ground and circled around.

"Yes, our family is also a landowner, a full 200 acres of land!" Grandpa Fang couldn't help but sigh.

Their family used to be poor and couldn't open the pot, where would they have spare money to buy land.

Well, now that they are also landed, they will have some family background in the future.

The family didn't speak for a while, but everyone looked at Zhihua in unison.

All this was brought by Xiaomei.

It was she who taught everyone to weave flower baskets and earned the first pot of gold.

It was she who decided to open a shop in the town and teach everyone to sell fried chicken and braised vegetables.

Now she wants to build a chicken farm for her family and has bought 200 acres of land.

Although she is no longer the original little sister. But her care and love for her family is remembered by everyone.

Seeing that everyone looked at him with a grateful face, Zhihua was a little unaccustomed.

"Why are you all looking at me like that?"

"Little sister, thank you. Thank you for all your hard work for our family. Zhiqi was the first to speak.

"Big brother, don't say that. This is also my home, and it is what I should do to contribute to my family so that everyone can live a better life. I'm going to be angry if you say that again," Zhihua feigned annoyance.

"Okay, let's not talk about it. I won't say it again. Zhiqi was afraid that Zhihua would be really angry, so he hurriedly followed Zhihua.

"That's pretty much it." Zhihua muttered a sentence and said his thoughts, "Our house is too small, and now that our family has money, it happens that the family is going to build a chicken farm, so I think it is better to build the house together." ”

"Another house should indeed be built. The children are all older, Zhiqi will soon get married, and Mr. Wu and them still live at home, so there is really not enough space. Grandma Fang was the first to agree.

"The house has to be built, this house is not bright, and it takes a lot of time to read a book." Fang A-Niang's first thought was Father Fang.

Hearing his beloved wife's words of worrying about himself, Father Fang looked at Fang A-Niang softly, his eyes were full of spoiling.

Seeing that Daddy and Auntie were sprinkling dog food again, Zhihua was eager to see Jingcheng.

Woo woo woo ~ , I want to sprinkle dog food too!

Because buying land was a private matter for the Fang family, they didn't participate in Jingcheng, and they went to bed early.

The matter of building a house was unanimously approved. However, new doubts arise.

"Painting girl, what do we have to build this house?"

"Grandpa, don't worry, I already have an idea, I'll draw it for you." Zhihua smiled lightly, picked up the brush on the table and painted.

After a while, a diagram of the structure of a large courtyard appeared on the paper.

"It's... That's too big, isn't it? Grandma Fang looked at the big courtyard on the paper, and stuttered in shock.

"Yes, this..., there are only a few people in our family, and we need such a big yard there." Grandpa Fang also felt that the yard was too big.

Zhihua smiled lightly and explained, "Grandpa, grandma, don't think this yard is big. Think about it, my eldest brother and younger brother will have to marry a daughter-in-law in the future, it's not good to live together all the time. Here are two small courtyards, and then they can live their own little life. Also, my sister and I have grown up, so we have to have our own boudoir. What's more, Daddy will be an official in the future, and when his classmates come to visit our house, we can't let the family have no place to live. Also, my grandfather and they have never stayed overnight in our house over the years, and I want to build a bigger house, so that I can take my grandfather and them to live in our house for a while. ”

The head of Zhihua analysis is the Tao, and she has thought of every situation in the future.

Building such a big house is also something she has thought about for a long time.

This house may be the ancestral home of the Fang family in the future, of course it will have to be built well.

If it weren't for the fear of being too conspicuous, I would like to make it bigger.