The Eight Great Shovels really live up to their reputation.

Zhao Jingyang read the miscellaneous books for a while, and the supper arrived.

A bowl of white fungus lotus seed soup, a plate of mung bean cake and a bowl of pork brain flowers.

It's simple, but the taste is not simple.

Zhao Jingyang has not eaten delicious food, not to mention the taste of Tianxiang; Let's just say that the daily food in Jingyuan is also invited by famous chefs in Shanghai.

Aside from the fragrance of heaven, the supper made by the Eight Great Shovels is more natural, fresher, and more wonderful than any meal Zhao Jingyang has ever eaten.

There is a skill that is close to the Tao.

Zhao Jingyang couldn't help but praise: "The shopkeeper's cooking skills, I have only seen them in my life, amazing! Remarkable!"

The smile on the face of the Eight Great Shovels bloomed and he said, "Thank you for your praise."

Zhao Jingyang thought for a while and said, "I've always had a strong human nature; It's both beautiful and delicious. Today, I have tasted the shopkeeper's craft, for fear of thinking - I bought the Geng family's manor in Xiaoquan Mountain, and I will live for a while, so the shopkeeper might as well go to my place and give me a cook."

Without waiting for the eight shovels to speak, Zhao Jingyang said, "The money is not less."

Hearing this, the Eight Great Shovels smiled bitterly and said, "Childe can afford to be old."

But shook his head: "Childe doesn't know, since the old man has been successful in cooking, there are not a few people who ask the old man to take charge of the kitchen. However, the old man likes the fireworks in this world, so he can only refuse them one by one."

When Zhao Jingyang heard this, he bowed his head: "It's a pity that this is the case."

He said, "Since the treasurer is unwilling, give up."

He said, "It's not like this... Every time I eat, I hand over the food to South Beauty; It's not too far from the left and right, and I have three meals in the morning, lunch and dinner, so I bothered the shopkeeper to make it for me, and let someone send it, how about it?"

When the eight big shovels heard this, they nodded: "The son can afford to be old, if the old man refuses again, he doesn't know each other."

He said, "In this way, in the future, three meals a day will be prepared for the son, and the old man will be taught to deliver them on time."

Zhao Jingyang laughed, wiped his hands on the table, and a stack of gold bricks appeared: "This is food."

When the Eight Great Shovels saw it, they were secretly shocked in their hearts, and said with a smile: "Then the old man is welcome."

...

The next morning, after eating eight shovels of eight-treasure porridge, Zhao Jingyang Shi Shiran walked out of South Beauty; But the tooth was waiting across the street outside the early door.

"Zhao Ye!"

Yazi rushed over: "I have already called the carriage, Master Zhao, please."

Zhao Jingyang smiled: "You are holding on tightly, afraid that I will run away?"

Yazi said, "Look at what you said... Zhao Ye, your business, the little one who does teeth, dare not care?"

After all, five thousand taels of silver are bought and sold!

got into the carriage and went all the way out of the city to the north, and then to Xiaoquan Mountain; It was still early, and the people of the Geng family had not yet arrived. Yazi opened the door first.

The old man who guarded the manor, heard that the Geng family had sold the garden, and he couldn't help but sigh again and again.

"The old man has guarded this garden for half his life, and he will finally let go."

Without further ado, he went into the porter and packed up his belongings.

Not long after, the Geng family came; In addition to Geng Quan, there is also a scholar with oily hair and powder. In addition, there are also tolerances in the government.

You have to get here, after all, you have to get a new title deed.

It is buyers, sellers, intermediaries, and the government.

Usually, if it is a common family, if you want to change the land deed, you naturally have to go to the yamen; However, there is probably no need here, although the Geng family is defeated, it still has residual prestige; Second, the buyer Zhao Jingyang made a bold move, and it was not a good match at first glance.

Naturally, there is no need to worry about where to handle this matter. It's a pit, as long as these people are there, they can do the same.

The official came from a county prince, forty or fifty years old, and his appearance and expression were also neat. He also spoke very politely.

In the end, it's just a land deed that is easier, according to the small officials, who must come forward? It's just to take a look and recognize someone. Look at which, it's so generous.

Five thousand taels is not a small amount.

seems to be like Zhang Agou, who works hard to collect firewood and burn charcoal, and can't earn all ten taels of silver all year round; Families of ordinary people, one

The annual expenses are only a few taels of silver, and you can know how five thousand taels is.

The group passed through the manor and finally reached the top of Koizumi Mountain; Geng Quan stretched out his finger and drew a big circle: "The entire Xiaoquan Mountain, totaling more than 3,500 acres of tea plantations and the Zhuangzi under the mountain, 5,000 taels, Zhao Gongzi, should not be a loss."

Calculated down, the average acre of land is almost a little more than one or two.

It's not cheap, it's not expensive.

If it is cultivated land, it will be thin, 3,500 acres, and 10,000 taels of silver may not be taken. After all, it is a mountain forest, and it is deserted.

If it's good land, let alone that. The price of fertile land is more than a few dozen taels of silver per mu, and as little as one or twenty taels.

For people in the feudal era, land was the greatest wealth because it could be passed down to families.

Since it has been said a long time ago, there is no need to say more, just on the top of the mountain, the procedure has been completed. Zhao Jingyang paid the final payment on the spot and got the title deed signed by Zhao Jingyang.

After finishing this transaction, Geng Quan smiled happily and said to Zhao Jingyang, "I will move to Fucheng soon, but Shaoyuan is where the Geng family's ancestral land is after all."

Then he brought the oily-haired scholar closer and said, "I will follow the son and get rid of the disease; In the future, please take care of Brother Zhao."

The oily-haired and powder-faced scholar is called Geng Quai, and he is Geng Quan's nephew. Most of the Geng family moved to Fucheng, but they also had to leave a team to guard the ancestral land.

It's this Geng who gets sick.

It's clear that this kid doesn't look very happy.

It's also a personal normal feeling—you all go to the capital city to be at ease, leaving me here alone to guard the ancestral land—naturally you can't be happy.

This guy is probably a city house with little to offer, and the unhappiness is all on his face.

But Geng Quan didn't care, Liu Xiancheng next to him didn't care, and Zhao Jingyang didn't care either.

Laughing: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say."

Geng Quan said to Geng Quai, "Why don't you give you a salute to Uncle Zhao soon!"

Geng was reluctant to get sick, and bowed his hand: "I've seen my uncle when I'm sick!"

Zhao Jingyang laughed: "No need to be polite."

Speaking of this old face alone, Zhao Jingyang looks like he is twenty years old at most; But if you talk about bearing, you can ignore physiognomy. This is also the reason why a middle-aged man like Geng Quan called Zhao Jingyang a brother as soon as he opened his mouth - there is really no young man in his twenties who has such a bearing.

All subconsciously treat them equally.

However, Geng Quai, a young man like Geng Quzhi, has not yet practiced his eyesight. was forced by his uncle to call a young man who looked about the same age as himself uncle, and he was even more unhappy.

But who cares about him?

The county man next to him smiled and said, "Zhao Gongzi bought the Geng family's manor, does he plan to live in Shaoyuan for a long time? If so, why not set up an account?"

Zhao Jingyang smiled when he heard this: "Then ask Liu Xiancheng to help me do it."

Liu Xiancheng laughed: "It's a matter of effort."

All the way down the mountain, the group returned to the county seat, and a table was set up in the south of the beautiful river, and the wine and food were full before they dispersed.

Zhao Jingyang went to Yaxing with Yazi - after all, the Zhuangzi is vast, and Xiaoquan Mountain is 3,500 acres, so it is necessary to have some hands.

Yazi proposed to buy some maids, and Zhao Jingyang had nothing to do.