Married a scholar

▍Be the biggest landlord.

Leaving the village chief's house, the two of them didn't speak for a while.

The distant sad sound of suona came from afar, mixed with heart-piercing cries, adding a touch of sadness to this vibrant season for no reason.

Meng Yining stood not far from the sunba and looked in the direction of the Meng family. He didn't sympathize with the current fate of the Meng family, but felt a little pity for the red girl.

He didn't expect his sister-in-law in the lobby to walk such a tragic path in the end.

Xia Wenze stood beside him and flicked the petals that fell on his head, "Let's go, let's go home."

"Yeah." Both of them didn't mention the Meng family. Meng Yining was glad that he didn't mention the Meng family in his letter to his brother, and only said that he didn't marry Zhao Zhonghe, but chose a better Xia Wenze.There was no mention of the Meng family at all.

In the evening, Meng Yining gave Zhan Youxi the food and medicine that Meng Chongjue had traded, and asked him to help prepare some crystal cores, the more the better.

Since you want to be a landlord, you must be a big landlord.

In order to avoid future troubles, strength must be restored as soon as possible.

Meng Yining handed the plan he wrote to Xia Wenze, "This is what I will do after I prepare. You can see if there is anything that needs to be revised."

Xia Wenzhe read it carefully, and thought about adding one.

It's not appropriate for Ning Ge'er to keep hiring someone for what he's doing, and he needs to buy someone back, and it has to be a death contract.

"Buyer?" Meng Yining read what he wrote, thought about it, and agreed.He didn't reject buying people, but he didn't think so much at first.

"In this case, we have to put on the agenda to build a house."

He originally wanted to hire someone to manage the land, but he also understood what Xia Wenze said about the benefits of buying someone.But in this way, their house will definitely not be able to live in the current one.

Not to mention where the food will be taken back in the future, let’s just say that those who buy it must provide others with a place to live.

"What does Brother Ning want to do?" Xia Wenze took out a piece of paper and circled all the homesteads near the entrance of the village, "These lands belong to homesteads, but because they are too close to the entrance of the village, no one chooses to live in the village. The houses built here are all chosen in the center of the village.”

It is also because the grandparents worried about being too close to the entrance of the village when they fled. If bandits enter the village, the people at the entrance of the village will be the first to suffer. Therefore, although there are a few old houses here, they all go to the center of the village. The old houses on this side of the village entrance were finally reserved for other uses.

"Then let's buy all the homesteads here." Meng Yining stretched out his hand and scratched, drawing in the few homesteads at the entrance of the village circled by Xia Wenze, "so that no one will gather here in the future."

It is true that most of the people in the village are simple, but that is only because there is no interest involved.

He never minded using the greatest malice to speculate on people's hearts.

Naturally, Xia Wenze would not object, "How is the house going to be built?" According to Ning Ge'er's paper, their house must be bigger.

"The old house will be reserved for the people who bought it, and we will build a four-way courtyard house on this land." Meng Yining clicked on two connected house sites, "The housekeepers live in the front, and the housekeepers in the middle As a living room and guest room, the last part is where we live and the warehouse.”

However, the four-entry courtyard is not in the traditional sense, and he will remodel it.

"Okay." Xia Wenze marked the landmark.

Meng Yining took out the gold, silver and jade ornaments traded by Zhan Youxi, and picked out a few of them that were not so outstanding, but of good quality, "The day after tomorrow we will take them to the silver building in the county town to exchange for silver, and the bear in my space, Take it and exchange it for silver." If the money is not enough, he will go to Daqing Mountain again at worst.

Xia Wenze calculated the approximate amount of money that would be spent. It didn’t take much money to buy land and a mountain, even if he asked someone to speed up the cultivation of the land, it would not cost much money. The most important thing was to build a house.

The two discussed it all night, and revised the perfection and the parts that needed to be modified.The money that probably needs to be spent has also been calculated.

The next day, the two had breakfast with the village's mourning music, and after cleaning up the house, the two checked the mud in the pigsty and the wall, "It's dry."

Meng Yining poked lightly, "Then let's go buy the little piglets today, and see who is willing to hatch chickens. We will order some. When the fruit forest is done, it is the most suitable place to raise chickens."

"Okay." Xia Wenze went into the house and took out the money, "Do you want to inquire about the fish fry first?" They discussed it yesterday, and set aside two acres in the next field to dig a fish pond. Kind of lotus root.

"Yeah." Meng Yining followed him to Uncle Xia Sheng's house. When they passed the Yantang, the two went in and asked about the fish fry.

"Boy Ze, are you going to raise fish?" Mr. Meng Quan knocked on the dry pipe, "This fish is not easy to sell." I think they wanted to earn some money by raising fish and selling fish when they rented out the fish pond. It has been raised, but they can't contact the restaurant in the town. Every year, people in the village buy some fish in the fish pond, but the price is not high.

The rest is for them to sell some fish when they catch it themselves and go to the market, but they are not the only ones who sell fish, and they can't sell it for any price.

"Yes." Xia Wenze said warmly, "Does the Sixth Grandpa know where fish fry are sold?"

Old Man Meng Quan said: "There is a big fishing village in front of Shangqing Town. You can find out after inquiring about it. That village is all about raising fish, and the fry are not expensive."

"Thank you, Grandpa Six."

"There's nothing to be thankful for." Mr. Meng Quan glanced at the two of them, "It's you two, if there is any way to make money in the future, you have to help Grandpa Six." The old man is not stupid, why would Tell the two about the fish fry so happily?

Let's not talk about Ning Ge'er first, let's talk about the things that Ze boy did well in the village, not telling the truth, just relying on Ze boy's brains, presumably the future achievements will not be low.Didn't look at the ruined hand and face, kid Ze's life didn't get worse, not worse, but better?

Who in the village doesn't know what's going on in his fish pond?

If this is the case, if you are still willing to buy fry to prepare fish, then there must be a way to sell fish.

That being the case, why not tell the two generously that they can get a favor so that they can help their family in the future.

Xia Wenze smiled and said, "Naturally."

Saying goodbye to Mr. Meng Quan, Meng Yining chuckled, "Mr. is a smart one." Anyway, Jiang is still old and spicy.

"The Sixth Grandpa's family has always been decided by the old man." Xia Wenze also had a smile in his eyes, "At the beginning, the idea of ​​Baoyantang was decided by the old man. Although the fish pond did not sell much, it also added a lot of income to the family every year. .”

Meng Yining nodded. He didn't mind pulling the old man's house in the future. After all, the old man came from one of their grandfathers.

Afterwards, the two went to Xia Sheng's house again. On the way, they ran into a villager they knew, and they stayed to chat for a while. Everyone was fine, and they automatically avoided the matter of Meng's house. No one would take other people's funerals as an example.

Everyone's attention was on Xia Wenze's hand, and they were all asking if his hand was really healed.

The two of them agreed without taking the trouble.Then I received a batch of congratulatory voices, and then asked Xia Wenze if he was going to take the autumn test.

Xia Wenze also took the trouble to say that he will not participate this year and will participate in the spring test next year.

It was obviously less than 10 minutes away, but it took more than half an hour to get there, and the two of them were about to talk dry.

When they reached Uncle Xia Sheng's house, the two hurriedly begged for water.

Xia Daxing asked with a smile: "What are you two doing, so thirsty?"

"Stop talking." Xia Wenze sat on the stool for a while, "They're all asking about my hands."

"Don't say they are curious, I am also curious." Xia Daxing said, "The last time I was looking for a few boys, I just passed your hand."

Xia Wenze raised his right hand to show him, "It's healed." There was only a scar on his wrist.

Xia Daxing opened his eyes wide, "Is it really all right?" He didn't mean anything else, he just found it incredible.At that time, I did not know how many doctors I saw, but they all said that there was no possibility of recovery.

"Okay." Xia Wenze grabbed his right hand.

"That's really great." Xia Daxing was really happy for him.

After chatting for a while, the two bought the ordered pig and walked back.

On the way, Meng Yining said with a smile, "I'm afraid that what you have done will reach your mother's ears soon." He could imagine how regretful they would be.

Xia Wenze didn't speak, and looked sideways at the person whose skin was getting fairer and fairer under the sun, with a little tenderness in his eyes.Putting aside the thoughts in my heart, those are just familiar strangers.

From now on, Brother Ning will be his most important person.

When they got home, the two put the piglets in the pigsty, Meng Yining went to weed the pigs, and Xia Wenze cleaned the pig trough.

After the pigs were settled, Meng Yining went to Aunt Zhao's house to ask her about hatching chickens.

"How much does Brother Ning want?" Aunt Zhao counted the eggs that could hatch chickens.

Meng Yining thought for a moment, "First 100." They were eaten by the family and traded to Zhan Youxi.In fact, 100 chickens is a bit small, and he is not afraid that he will keep his chickens in his hands.

Aunt Zhao was overjoyed when she heard that, a chicken costs five Wen, and 100 chickens cost five hundred Wen, which is comparable to selling eggs. "OK."

Meng Yining gave Aunt Zhao a deposit of 200 Wen, "I will give the remaining 300 Wen when I pick up the chicken."

"No problem, no problem." Aunt Zhao took the money and nodded with a smile.She was naturally not afraid of brother Ning's repudiation.

"Then trouble Aunt Zhao."

"It's okay, I have to thank you."

Not a while after returning from Aunt Zhao, the village chief came over. "Would you like to visit Jiajiao Mountain first?"

"No need." Xia Wenze said, "Fourth Uncle, we still want to buy the remaining pieces of homestead at the entrance of the village."

"Bought them all?" The village head looked at the two in surprise, "The homesteads here add up to a lot."

"It's okay, we'll buy them all."

"Okay." The village chief was shocked, but he didn't ask any more questions. He calculated the size of the house plots, "Then let's go to the Yamen to get the title deed of Jiajiao Mountain."

The head of each village can make decisions about buying and selling land and homesteads, but buying and selling mountains and forests needs to go to the nearby yamen for filing.Because it involves tax issues.

In the Northern Jin Dynasty, when the mountains and forests belonged to the villages, the villages would also pay taxes to the yamen every year, but the tax was relatively low, and it was only a symbolic fee.

But if it is sold to a private person, it must be registered with the Yamen.If it is to open up wasteland and cultivate land, after the three-year tax holiday, it is necessary to collect tax and grain per mu.

Even if there is no land reclamation, the land tax that private individuals need to pay every year is higher than that of village publics.

Therefore, the imperial court actually welcomed the buying and selling of forests.

The author says:

Good night, Chirp~