After fleeing famine, I have thousands of acres of fertile land

Boss Ye then remembered that he had walked past here when he was sending his own children to school. The private school was two blocks away.

Ye Qing pretended to dislike it and urged Ye Lao Da to leave. "Dad, please leave quickly. We can't get away from here. I don't like it here."

Boss Ye also cooperated and walked out. Ye Dalang was a little surprised. Qingya had never been so ignorant before.

The middleman was panicked. If he didn't buy it this time, the buyer might not come to him next time. Two taels of silver were enough to feed his family for one or two months.

"Boss Ye, please stay and listen to the price before you leave. This set is only eighty taels." The middleman directly quoted the lowest price.

Boss Ye turned around reluctantly and said, "My family doesn't have that much money. Can it be cheaper?"

"Master Ye, I will go ask the master again and try to tell you everything. Please wait a moment, I will be back soon."

Several people sat in the yard chatting and waiting for the middle-aged man to come back. The more they sat, the more they liked it. They thought this yard was most suitable for their home.

The middleman hurried back, "Master Ye, the owner of the house is willing to lower the price, but he has to pay the money today and transfer the house. He will leave tomorrow."

"How much silver is it now?" Ye Qing couldn't help but ask.

"Seventy taels, this price is very reasonable."

Ye Lao Da calculated the money in the family. In addition to the fifty taels earned from selling snails and lobsters, there were also the money paid by several children, so he could take out about seventy taels. The family also sold lobsters, and there was money coming in every day, so there was no need to worry about not being able to make ends meet.

"Seventy taels is fine. I have the money on me. Let's go and transfer the ownership directly. It's getting late now." Boss Ye was very straightforward.

The middleman was very happy as he got his two taels of silver.

The middleman made an appointment with the seller, and the three parties went to the government office together to exchange the land deed. Boss Ye gave the money to the seller, and the Ye family finally had a house in the city.

The Ye family returned to the courtyard. Zhou took her children to clean the house, while the eldest brother Ye went to buy a new lock.

Ye Qing boiled some well water, and the others drank a few sips from their cups. It tasted a bit sweet. This house was worth buying. The sweet water well alone could pay back half of the cost.

"Dad, well water tastes better. Let's dig a well at home." Ye Qing shook Boss Ye's arm and acted coquettishly.

"I'll do it after a while. I'm busy with farm work recently and the money at home has been spent. Let's wait and see." Boss Ye also didn't like the taste of river water. It wasn't as sweet as well water.

It was getting dark, so the few of them got up and went back. On the way, they met Ye Sanlang and his wife who were picking up their child. The two ox carts went back together.

Li had already prepared dinner and was waiting for them, so Ye Dalang and his group started eating as soon as they got home. They were reluctant to buy food outside.

"Boss, have you bought the house?" Old man Ye was very concerned.

"Dad has bought it. I will take you and mom to have a look tomorrow. We will send some food over there. If it is cloudy or rainy in the future, we will let the children live there."

"How much silver do you have? Do you have enough? I'll give you some." Old man Ye was worried that his son had no money and was embarrassed to say it.

"Dad, seventy taels, there is a sweet water well in it, it's a good deal. I have money, you don't need to give me any." Boss Ye didn't want Old Man Ye's money. He was old, and he didn't feel worried as he had some money in his hand.

Ye Chenjing was very happy to hear that his family had bought a house. The heavy rain last time scared him. Everyone in the private school had left, and his uncle had not come to pick them up yet. After waiting for half an hour, the ox cart finally came.

After I got here, it rained too heavily and I couldn't go home, so I had to stay in an inn. If it weren't for my aunt and uncle accompanying me, I don't know what I would do.

After dinner, Boss Ye went to Sun's house and told Ye Qiu about buying a house. They also made an appointment to go out early tomorrow to show them the way home.

Ye Laosan can go over and take a look when he picks up his children in the afternoon, which won’t waste his time. If he closes the stall early in the future, he can also rest in the yard.

It's hot now, so I just put a thin blanket in the yard. I'll make a new one in winter and bring the thicker one over. I've prepared a few sets of bowls and chopsticks, and picked some vegetables from the field to bring over.

After finishing the yard work in the city, Ye Qing thought of the pond at home. Now the pond was bare, which was a bit of a waste.

Ye Qing thought about raising some fish. Although fish were not very valuable, they were still a source of income, and he could eat them himself if he couldn't sell them.

"Dad, let's buy some fish fry and put them in the pond. It's a bit of a waste to only put in a few lobsters. Let's buy some lotus seeds and plant them next spring." Ye Qing suggested.

"Qingya, I will go and take a look tomorrow and buy 600 fish fry first. As for the lotus, I will go to the city to ask about it. There should be plenty of lotus seeds here, but I don't know how to plant them. Let's buy more, as many as can survive." Boss Ye was a little unconfident.

Ye Qing was not in a hurry, as she was good at raising seedlings. Ye Qing decided not to explain, and to deal with it secretly when the time came, and then share some of the germinated seeds with her second uncle's family.

"Boss, take out some wheat so I can wash it and grind it into flour. We have finished all the noodles at home." Li ordered.

The aftermath of fleeing famine brought about the family’s sequelae: food had to be hidden, and the food in the house was dried and stored in the cellar.

Boss Ye lifted the lid of the cellar, waited for a while, then tried to lower an oil lamp down using a rope. If the light was still on, he could go down. This was a rule passed down for thousands of years.

Boss Ye climbed down into the cellar, and Ye Dalang handed him a rope from above, which he used to tie up the bag and carry it up.

Li first soaked the wheat in a large basin, stirred it with a colander, scooped out the wheat awns and wheat grains of poor quality that floated up, and dried them for the chickens and ducks to eat.

The remaining wheat is washed twice, spread on a mat, spread out to dry, and then put away. Then, stones are picked out and it can be ground into flour using a stone mill.

Grinding the flour is not the end, the flour and bran are still mixed together. You need to shake them with a winnowing pan, the bran is lighter and will float out.

Put a bag on the ground and the bran will fall into the bag. Collect it and feed the chickens and ducks in winter.

The Ye family had cows, so they could use the cows to pull the millstone, which made it easier for them. Some families didn’t have cows, so they had to push the millstone every few days, which made the women who cooked at home very tired.

Ye Qing began to recall the water mill he had seen before, but since he studied agronomy, he had no idea how it was made.

Ye Qing thought that when he had money in the future, he would go out and look for someone to build a water mill for his village.

"Is sister-in-law home?"

"Who's home? Come in." Zhou came out of the house and greeted.

"Aunt Hua is here. Come in and talk." Only then did Zhou see who it was.

"What is my sister-in-law doing at home? She hasn't gone out to play."

"The weather is getting cold, so I'm making clothes for the little ones at home." Zhou took the needle and thread and started sewing while chatting.

"Sister-in-law, the size of this dress looks like Dalang's."

"It's his. He's taller now. Make him a new one."

"My sister-in-law, Dalang, is about sixteen or seventeen years old. It's time to talk about a wife. If he hadn't fled the famine before, he would have a grandson by now." Aunt Hua sighed.