Xin Kun secretly changed the concept, and now she hinted at them, and their focus was not on dividing the sect, but on the issue of property.

Now these people have begun to think, and from time to time they gather together and discuss there.

Xin Kun is not in a hurry, for them, this is normal. As far as she knows, these people should have some savings, after all, they haven't paid for all these years, and they are all raised by the old man. Let them spit it out at once, I'm afraid it will be a little distressing.

This time she began to drink tea slowly, and in the morning, she went to water the ground with the waste water they had washed yesterday. Early in the morning, when there is no sun, the water does not evaporate quickly.

So she got up early, finished her work, and was embarrassed to take a shower, it was too much of a waste of water. She had to wipe her body with a damp cloth.

Now, she regrets it a little, in fact, she could have washed it. She felt that she could actually go to the capital and go straight to a place where there would never be a shortage of water. For example, my hometown in the 21st century......

The scene of "Brother Kun'er ......" finally had a result, and they found that the person who was talking was distracted.

"Oh...... You say. Xin Kun woke up from his reverie.

"We can buy your workshop together, but you have to write the paperwork." The one said seriously, they had a sense of awe for Xin Kun's brain just now, and now they didn't believe much of what Xin Kun said. He only believed in the documents of the yamen.

"Of course, as long as you sign the documents with your grandfather first, I will sell the workshop and the mansion to you. By the way, we will stay until the end of the autumn harvest and you will receive our rent during this time. Congratulations, you're making money now. ”

The men were still dumbfounded, apparently not yet understanding what she was talking about.

"Otherwise, let's go to the yamen, let the court clerk take care of this, and let him explain it to you later." Xin Kun smiled at them.

They were relieved, and Xin Kun felt a little sad to have the surname Xin with them. No, one of them was her ancestor.

Guo Peng was still in the county office, he actually wanted to go to Xin Kun to play, but Cai Guan didn't let him and let him handle official business with him in the county office. The reason is that you are a messenger, and you are here to investigate the disaster, so he has to participate in everything related to the disaster.

And these days, because some people do not agree to plant millet, the shrewd Cai Guan is helpless. Because of this, he wouldn't suddenly do this to Guo Peng. Cai Guan is now very concerned about the disaster. Now that he has no sign from the Ministry of War, he can't afford to lose anything else.

How can Guo Peng help him? He didn't think about it. However, Cai Guan is not happy, when he is busy, this one goes to play.

When Guo Peng was chatting in every possible way, the people from Xinjia Village came, except for the old man, all the adult men came to the county office. That's how the county government reported it.

"It's all here, why are you here?" Cai Guan was stunned.

"Ask what, go out and have a look!" Guo Peng rushed out directly.

Cai Guan wanted to pull him, but he didn't pull him.

Cai Guan could only glare at the servant, and hurriedly followed.

Master Hong's place was already crowded with people, everyone was arguing, Guo Peng squeezed in with great effort, and happened to see Xin Kun sitting on the side of the old god.

"Brother Kun, you're here." Guo Peng's face was pleasantly surprised.

Xin Kun was originally very calm, but when she saw Guo Peng's expression like she hadn't seen her for eight hundred years, she wanted to vomit blood again. They looked like they were still eating together last night. It's been less than ten hours since we were apart, right?

"By the way, this official is in the same group as Xin Kun." A certain uncle surnamed Xin suddenly became blessed. In the workshop, they saw this young master wearing a golden crown, and it was he who told Xin Kun to divide the sect at that time.

"What do they want to do?" The golden-crowned boy pointed at these people and said to Xin Kun.

"Divide! I was separated from my grandfather together! I gave them the land outside the village as a sacrificial field, and they bought our family's mansion and workshop in partnership. Then, before the harvest in August, we rent the mansion and the workshop. When the harvest is complete, we will keep it for them as a family property. She smiled and looked at the Xin family's clansmen, "That's what you mean, right?" ”

The leader thought for a moment, then looked back at the clansmen, "Is this it?" ”

"It seems that he gave more of the harvest." A young man said timidly.

Xin Kun breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the young man, "What's your name?" ”

"Xin Whale, I'm your cousin." Then who smiled a little awkwardly. Xin Kun has been back for so long, and these people don't even know anyone.

"Oh, oh, I'm just back. Sorry, sorry. She smiled, a little embarrassed, "If you can understand and know how to read, you can help them." ”

"Of course my son can read." A certain clan uncle said.

"It's good to have a sober person to lead you, and I'm very happy." Xin Kun smiled and looked at Master Hong, "Please draw up a charter according to what the villain just said." By the way, make a separate paperwork. ”

Master Hong nodded, wrote a few strokes directly, and took the two fluttering pieces of torn paper.

Xin Kun took it and looked at it, a little speechless, this piece of paper shows that they have divided the sect, and the price is that they pay for the land outside the city and the harvest on the land.

As for the workshop, he didn't mention it, she immediately figured it out. The workshop and the mansion are commercial activities between them, and have nothing to do with the division. That's a separate case, and it can't be written on that.

Xin Kun gave the contract to Xin Whale, if only he could read, then it was right for him to see it.

"There's no such thing as a workshop." Xin Whale also saw the problem. However, he is not as well-informed as Xin Kun, and he doesn't understand the things inside.

"It's an ordinary commercial contract, you can do it outside, and you can get it for the Yamen record when the time comes." She smiled at Xin Whale and said softly.

"Brother Whale, what are you talking about?" The one who spoke the loudest before asked.

"It's a clan sharing agreement, cousin Kun will give the land outside the village and this year's harvest to the clan as clan property, and uncle and cousin will go out separately." He explained.

"What about the workshop and the mansion?" Although they heard what they had just said, they did not understand.

"That has nothing to do with the division, it is not a necessary condition for the division, and it does not need to be written on this paper." Hong Zhubo couldn't listen to it anymore.

"Why not a condition?" Someone jumped out again. If they don't sell the workshops to them, why should they divide them.

Xin Kun looked at Xin Whale, hoping that he would explain. Xin Whale was a little sweaty, but he didn't speak.

Xin Kun smiled and asked Master Hong to borrow a pen and paper, and hand-wrote three transfer documents with a brush. Both hands glanced at Master Hong's book.

"The handwriting is good, and you've practiced it for many years, right?" Master Hong looked at Xin Kun.