Locked: God is the matchmaker, neither you nor I can escape

The carriage rumbled to Huajia Village. The road in Huajia Village was almost as wide and flat as the official road, which was incomparable to the small village in Dashan Village.

Every household in Huajia Village lives in a brick and tile house. The different sizes of the courtyards can basically distinguish the rich and poor families in the village, but the poor families live better than the village chief's house in Dashan Village.

Huajia Village is surrounded by mountains of varying heights and a large plain. There is no river flowing through this land, but there is a stream that is artificially brought down from the mountain. Moreover, every household has dug a well, making it very convenient to get water. It can be seen that this place has been managed by the Hua family members and is very suitable for people to live in.

The carriage stopped in front of the gate of the patriarch's house. The area where the Hua family patriarch lived was comparable to the three-courtyard house, but the farmyard was not as exquisite and sophisticated as the three-courtyard house. The patriarch's courtyard was the largest courtyard in Huajia Village. Every year, Hua Feifan would bring his family back to pay New Year's greetings, or to worship their ancestors on Qingming Festival, and they would stay temporarily in the patriarch's house.

There are no outsiders in Huajia Village. The entire family has grown from more than one hundred people to more than six hundred people now. Not to mention the younger generations like Hua Murong, even Hua Feifan can't remember all of them.

The clan leader's eldest son, along with his younger brothers and sisters and their families, were waiting at the gate early. As soon as Hua Feifan got off the carriage, he went up to greet them warmly.

After some polite greetings, they all entered the yard and came to the front hall. The old patriarch, who was over 70 years old, sat at the main seat, looking quite energetic.

As an elder, Hua Feifan, as a junior, brought his wife and children to pay him New Year's greetings, and then they had some polite chats. During this time, other elders of the clan also came to greet Hua Feifan when they heard the news. Hua Feifan also wished them New Year's greetings because they were all elders.

The elders of the clan did not dare to expect Hua Feifan to visit them one by one to wish them a happy new year. If they wanted to establish a good relationship with him, they could only come in person. After all, they were not so old that they could not walk, so for the sake of the family and future generations, what would it matter if they walked a few more steps?

It was still a familiar routine. The elders asked their most promising younger generations to come and wish Hua Feifan a happy new year, bragging about their abilities and how good they were.

Hua Feifan dealt with them skillfully. Not only Hua Murong, but also Hua Muyu could recite this set of words.

When they heard him using the same perfunctory words without changing them, the clan leader and elders understood that the other party looked down on their children.

Seeing Yan Yiyi and Xin Ye, the young couple were very close to each other, whispering to each other, and looking very affectionate, the clan leader and the elders were choked up. If they had known that Hua Feifan did not value family background, they would have let their good young man hook up with that wild girl.

That wild girl's surname is not Hua, and she has no blood relationship with the Hua family, but she is deeply loved by Hua Feifan's family. If Hua Feifan marries her, will he not help his son-in-law?

Now, it's too late.

"Fei Fan, how can you bear to let Yan girl marry far away? Have you considered letting her move back to Sand City? If she likes living in the countryside, I will have someone clear a piece of land for her, and we can start building a yard after spring. What do you think?" The three elders looked kind and their tone was earnest, as if they were considering you.

Smart people could hear that the last sentence was the key point. They knew that Hua Feifan loved this orphan girl he adopted halfway, and urged him to bring her back to Sand City, preferably to Huajia Village.

As long as they arrived at Huajia Village, they could please Yan Yiyi and get Yan Yiyi to say a few good words to them so that their young people could work in Huajia.

There is no shortage of smart young people in the village who go out to do business, but it is precisely because they go out to do business that they find that they have to work hard to please customers every day in the shop they opened, while the guys in Hua's shop are more powerful than him as a shop owner.

I deeply understand the meaning of "a seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister."

But what they don't know is that the guys in Hua's shop have all signed life contracts and need to undergo training before they can take up their posts. They are not only shop assistants, but also excellent intelligence collectors.

Huaman Pavilion will have new intelligence updates every day, and most of these updates come from the guys in their shops.

After hearing what the young man said, the villagers became more eager to work in the Hua family shop.

As for those scholars, Hua Feifan only asked them to stick to their original intention of being officials and not to do anything that would implicate their entire clans. Otherwise, the next day after they committed such a treasonous act, they and their families would all be beheaded.

Hua Feifan doesn't need to do anything through them. They can just do practical things for the people without involving their family and the tuition fees they spend every year will not be wasted.

Without Hua Feifan's help, they were just ordinary students from poor families. After successfully entering the officialdom, they were either sent out to serve as minor local officials or as marginal officials in the capital. Their future was bleak.

Hua Feifan said calmly, "Yi'er, the elders of the three clans are asking you a question, you answer it."

"Yes, Dad." Yan Yiyi smiled gently, looking like an obedient girl, and looked at the three elders, "Three elders, I believe you also know that my husband is the hero who discovered sweet potatoes and was rewarded by the emperor.

If I remember correctly, you also attended our wedding. There were many rare foods at the wedding banquet, which were discovered and made by your husband when he came to Sand City.

The territory of Zhao Kingdom is so vast, there must be a lot of delicious food and usable food that others have not discovered. My husband wants to travel around the world and find other ways of survival for the people of Zhao Kingdom, be loyal to the emperor, and serve the country.

I am already married, so naturally I should follow my husband and help him fulfill his mission and wishes.

My father is a great father with foresight, great love, and loyalty to the Kingdom of Zhao. How could he trap me in the Sand City just for his own selfish reasons?"

Everyone was stunned when they heard this. Yes, they had never heard of things like tofu, bean curd sticks, and bean sprouts before. They seemed to be made from soybeans, but can soybeans really only be grown in Shacheng?

If so, does it mean that soybeans will be valued by the emperor as much as sweet potatoes in the future?

The more the third elder thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case. He looked at the clan leader, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated. The clan leader knew that he had something to say to him, so he didn't want to talk to Hua Feifan anymore.

Since we have already paid New Year's greetings, there is no reason to keep people here. To avoid annoying them, just leave.

He told his son and daughter-in-law to entertain Hua Feifan's family well, then gave a wink to the three elders. After they left, the two went to the study to have a secret talk.

The others were a little confused. Why did they disperse so early today?