Traveling to another world and becoming a local owner

Just as Liu Huaiyuan was about to agree, Zhang Ling immediately said, "Grandpa Yang, although I am from another family, I grew up in Wangshan Village after all, so I can be considered a native of this village. You should at least give me a better deal."

"You kid, I've already given you such a big discount just because you're from this village. Besides, the younger generations of our Yang family will surely not agree to it. Even if we agree to you now, we won't be able to explain ourselves later. Besides, you're planning to open a winery. There's plenty of water nearby, and it's close to home, so convenient." Upon hearing this, Old Yang immediately analyzed the situation, trying to dispel the other party's intention to bargain.

Zhang Ling listened without saying anything, pretending to be thinking hard.

Seeing this, Old Yang quickly continued, "Xiao Ling, don't you think about it? If you go to Liujiachong to open a winery, except for your uncle's family, if you lose money, people from other villages will definitely laugh at you. If you make money, others will be jealous because you are not from their village. But it is different for you in our Wangshan Village. We are all from the same village. We see each other every day. Although we don't have the same surname, we are all fellow villagers. If you are busy in the winery, even if everyone doesn't come after you, they will lend a hand for your mother's sake and help you for free..." Old Yang spoke earnestly and chattered non-stop.

"Well, okay Grandpa Yang, now that you mention it, I think our Wangshan Village is still reliable. Then let's do as you said, six strings of cash per acre. If I'm really too busy in the winery in the future, you have to get everyone to help me, and the spring on the wasteland must be mine." Zhang Ling was secretly delighted. His purpose was to get that clear spring. In order to avoid Old Yang's suspicion, he made a request that was not too big or too small.

"Well, that's easy. I will be responsible for the villagers' affairs. The spring is in the wasteland. If you buy the land, it will naturally be yours. This can be written into the title deed. Since we have almost finished the discussion, do you think the land issue can be settled today? If not, just pay some deposit." Old Yang agreed readily, eager to finalize the land purchase.

"Let's just settle the deal over there. Here is a silver note for three hundred taels. Please take a look." Seeing that the matter had been settled, Zhang Ling took out the silver note from his sleeve and handed it to the old man.

After receiving the money and confirming that everything was correct, Mr. Yang asked his wife to fetch the deed and began to rewrite it. After it was finished, he pressed his handprint and handed the original deed to Zhang Ling, saying, "Keep this new deed. Take the old deed to the county government office sometime and have them re-register it."

"Okay, thank you Grandpa Yang." Zhang Ling put away the contract with a smile on his face.

"Thank you, Mr. Yang."

Liu Huaiyuan and Liu Jie also stood up and said goodbye.

After the three of them left Yang's house, Liu Huaiyuan asked in confusion, "Xiao Ling, did Liu Jie really tell you about the wasteland in our village? How come I didn't know? Did you deliberately lie to that old man?"

"Haha, if I don't say so, how could Mr. Yang give in, let alone be in such a hurry to sell the land to us. As for the wasteland in Liujia Chong, why don't you let Brother Jie talk to his second uncle? If others want to buy it in the future, it will be their own price. If we buy it, then it will naturally be five taels per mu. Anyway, we don't want it now." Zhang Ling smiled mischievously.

"You kid, when did you become so cunning? But that old man Yang is also a difficult guy. If I didn't say that, I don't know what kind of trouble he would have!" Although Liu Huaiyuan was scolding with a smile, he didn't mean to blame him. Instead, he felt that Zhang Ling was much more flexible.

Several people talked along the way and walked back slowly.

When they arrived at the door, Zhang Ling invited Liu Huaiyuan and his son to his home for a while, but they refused on the grounds that they had many things to do in the winery. After watching the two of them leave, he took the newly purchased land deed and happily walked in.

The women and girls in the family all had their own duties, some cleaning the courtyard, some planting vegetables and watering the fields, some weaving and embroidering, some washing clothes and cooking. Only the girl Xin'er sat in the corridor of the west wing, reading the storybook bought by Zhang Ling with great interest.

Zhang Ling tiptoed up to her and saw that the girl was so engrossed in watching that she was unaware of his presence. He couldn't help but want to play a teasing on her.

"Ha!" Zhang Ling shouted behind him, scaring the girl so much that she fell to the ground with the script in her hand.

"Hahaha, girl, you really know how to enjoy yourself, hiding here by yourself and secretly reading the storybook I bought." Seeing that she looked frightened, Zhang Ling laughed uncontrollably.

"Young Master, you..." Xin'er stood up and was about to lose her temper, but suddenly she remembered her current identity and felt wronged. She could only lower her head and remain silent.

Seeing her like this, Zhang Ling thought the little girl was scared and crying, so he hurried forward to comfort her. However, the more he spoke, the more Lin Xiner's head drooped.

"Okay, Xin'er, I'm sorry, please stop crying, okay? At worst, I promise that I will never do this again, okay? Or you can hit me to vent your anger, don't cry, my aunt, I was wrong, okay..."

Just when Zhang Ling was at a loss and kept begging Xin'er for forgiveness, the girl's shoulders shook unconsciously. Zhang Ling thought she was crying sadly, and was about to say something nice...

"Hahahaha, young master you really are, hahaha, I can't help it. You are so funny, like a fool, hahaha..." Xin'er covered her mouth and laughed, her little face turned red.

"Well, you dead girl, you dare to lie to me, wait and see how I'm going to deal with you!" Zhang Ling was furious when he heard that, and pretended to roll up his sleeves and pretended to grab her.

"Ah!" Xin'er screamed and ran away quickly, laughing as she ran: "Come on, catch me if you can, you can't catch me, hehe."

Happy times are always so short. After playing for a while, Xiao Cui came and called them to the hall for dinner.

At the dinner table, Zhang Ling handed the land deed to Liu for safekeeping, and briefly recounted what happened today. He also returned the two hundred taels of silver to Zhang's mother.

"Ling'er, you are already an adult. Mom has never been to school and doesn't have much ability. You will be the one to manage the family from now on. You can keep the banknotes. Mom doesn't need much money. Just do your business well. If you really want to make Mom happy, get married quickly so that Mom can have a big fat grandson sooner." Mother Zhang looked at her son lovingly with a smile on her face.

"I know, mother. Our family needs a lot of expenses on a daily basis. Everyone needs money for food, clothing and daily expenses. You can take this banknote first. I still have a few hundred taels in my hand, which is enough."

"Well, then just keep it first. If you don't have enough money, tell me." Seeing this, Zhang's mother had no choice but to accept the banknote.

The family was happily eating and chatting, but Ye Qingmei's family, who were far away in Yejia Bay, felt extremely sad at this moment.