Rebirth: The whole family travels through time together: Fubao Koi is busy eating melons

Zhang Laoer unfolded the paper in his hand and compared it with the annotations on his daughter's sketch, secretly thinking that this should be exactly what Xiao Youniang had imagined.

Hearing this, Uncle Ding asked curiously, "My ears are famous for being very sensitive. How many people live in your family now? How many wives do you have? How many children do you have?"

"Master Ding, you are kidding me. I am already content with having a good wife like Li Yun in my life. How dare I dream of having three wives and four concubines?"

Zhang Laoer replied with a smile, his words full of cherishment for Li Yun.

"We don't have many people in our family, so we just need to build a house that's neither too big nor too small. The main house is designed to be a two-story building, and its location should be conspicuous so that visitors can easily identify it. Three small courtyards are added to the backyard, connected to the main house. When my daughter grows up, we have to worry about gossip. The old man has one courtyard to himself, the two daughters live in one, and the son has his own little world."

On weekdays, Uncle Ding mostly takes over construction projects for wealthy families or shops, and the work of ordinary people is often not to his liking.

The arrival of Zhang Laoer, coupled with the recommendation of Gao Yaren, allowed him to take on this job as an exception.

After listening to Uncle Ding's grand plan, Zhang Laoer was so surprised that his chin could almost fit a fist. Could this be considered small-scale?

"Uncle Ding, there's really no need for such a grand ceremony. A main house with a small courtyard will be enough."

"Don't forget, you have two precious daughters. It's not appropriate for them to live together when they grow up."

Uncle Ding's traditional ideas are as solid as a rock.

"We are all simple farmers, there is no need to be so particular."

Zhang Laoer's tone revealed a hint of helplessness, but it also contained his persistence in a simple life.

Zhang Laoer's heart trembled slightly. After thinking for a moment, he realized that although he and his family had traveled through time and space, since they were still living in this dynasty, it would be best for them to follow local customs.

If the beloved daughter chooses to remain single in the future, or accepts a live-in son-in-law, or if the son needs to live independently after he grows up, it would be against etiquette and quite cramped for several family members to live in the same house.

So he nodded happily and agreed: "Uncle Ding, your suggestion is very much to my liking. Don't worry about the blue bricks, I will take care of it. As for the rest, just let me know if you have any requests."

Afterwards, Uncle Ding buried himself in the drawings and carefully planned the layout according to the agreed plan.

As time passes, it is summer again. Dragonflies fly low under the scorching sun, clinging to the shade of trees for fear that the scorching sun will burn their wings.

In this villa hidden in the valley, the chickens and ducks have their own places, and the chicken coops and duck houses are in good order.

On the hillside, chickens were running through the grass, leisurely hunting; in the pond, ducks were chasing each other, splashing water everywhere, as if even the scorching heat was slightly reduced by this joyous scene.

The rice fields are carefully surrounded by a wooden fence to prevent mountain birds from invading and destroying the fruits of hard work.

The rice fields are endless, and the golden rice ears sway gracefully against the backdrop of blue sky and white clouds, dancing gently in the breeze, heralding that the most fertile season of the year is about to arrive.

The children were carefree and playing happily in the lotus pond at the edge of the rice field. The artificial lake was as calm as a mirror. It was about fifty steps long and twenty-five steps wide, and the water was no deeper than an adult's height. The fragrance of rice was in the air on the left, and the fruit and vegetable shed on the right was full of vitality.

"Ouch! Look, I caught a frog!"

The little girl held a frog in her hands, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

"Second sister, that could be a toad. Frogs have emerald green skin."

The boy next to him reminded me.

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As time passed, the new house gradually revealed its majestic outline, except for a swing that had not been set up, and the arrangement of flowers in the flower beds was also under intense preparation.

Zhang Laoer gazed at this luxurious house with its own courtyard, and an unprecedented sense of satisfaction surged in his heart.

For the first time in my two lives, I lived in such a luxurious mansion and even prepared private courtyards for my children. The sense of accomplishment I felt was indescribable.

"Liyun, the house is almost finished. How about we choose an auspicious day to move in?"

He suggested to his wife.

The Zhang family's old house has been transformed into a soap workshop.

Since cooperating with Mrs. Hu, the monthly income has reached an astonishing three thousand taels of silver.

When the first dividend was distributed, the whole family was dumbfounded. In just one month, they earned what an ordinary family would have earned in several years!

The demand for soap surged, and in order to avoid attracting too much attention, they converted all the extra space in their home into a production line the day after the dividends were distributed.

By purchasing professional equipment and tutorials through online shopping, and hiring most of the villagers in Taohua Village to participate in the production, almost no one in the entire village has to worry about food and clothing.

The Zhang family thus became the economic leader of the village, and this was just the beginning. They also enjoyed the copyright income of "Journey to the West". In addition, Fan Yunfu's business in urban and rural areas was booming, and the profits settled every night by the teahouse in the capital brought them a share of 1,000 taels of silver.

In addition to the stable profits from the two stores, a monthly income of two hundred taels has almost become the minimum standard. The cooperation with six restaurants in the supply of food can bring in more than one hundred taels of additional income every month.

With this trend, the title of Yanzhou's richest man seems to be beckoning to them.

In this context, Ding Yunfeng was promoted by Zhang Laoer to be the general manager of the villa because of his loyalty and outstanding ability; and after some training, Chunhua was transferred to the soap workshop to be responsible for process guidance.

In order to have a stable job, the villagers naturally obeyed orders, while those who were rebellious and disrespectful were announced by Xu Liyun to be permanently excluded from the Zhang family's employee list.

In three days, the Zhang family mansion was finally completed.

Xiao Youniang impatiently turned on the computer and started her shopping spree, carefully selecting everything from tables and chairs to bedding, from sofas to wardrobes.

Zhang Mingyi personally wrote the four big characters "Zhang Family Courtyard". Although simple and plain, they contain Mr. Xu's deep feelings for family heritage.

The furniture was ready, and the six servants quickly assembled to set about the work of arranging it.

Xia Yue led the servants to carefully clean every corner of the courtyard, while Xu Liyun went to the tailor shop to check whether the quilt entrusted to Aunt Feng was completed. As a result, she simply did it herself and made a few extra bedding sets.

The former small vegetable garden has now been transformed into an elegant residence for receiving guests. Not only is there a tea pavilion for Mrs. Hu to rest, but there is also a spacious study, three tea rooms, and a separate bathroom to ensure the comfort and convenience of the guests.

Browsing the calendar, Mr. Xu set the date for moving to new house as five days later.

"Second brother, think about which relatives and friends to invite to join us on the day of moving. Come up with an idea."

"Okay, father. I think the rice in the rice fields is about to mature. Why don't we organize people to help harvest it in the next two days? That way, when we move into our new home, we can taste the first bite of rice of the New Year."

Zhang Laoer responded.