I have been farming since I crossed over.

While everyone was chatting and laughing, they finished measuring all the barren mountains needed for Yangming Lake. Instead of turning back, they went directly to Changshan Village from the mountain behind Dajue Temple.

Yang Mingmo and Li Lin followed closely behind as they measured the barren hills Yang Minghu had requested. Li Lin wanted to see how much land his father-in-law's family was planning to purchase. Yang Mingmo, on the other hand, was filled with pride, watching her eldest brother effortlessly secure vast tracts of land with a single gesture, and she felt genuinely happy for her family.

The yamen runners meticulously recorded every detail, step by step. After a long and arduous survey, they finally completed the survey of the barren hills designated for Yangming Lake. Without turning back, they headed straight ahead, crossing the stream in front of Changshan Village and eventually arriving at the village.

Village Chief Zhang was clearing wasteland by the river when he spotted Lord Tang, Master Qin, and others approaching from afar. Filled with confusion, he hurried forward to inquire. Upon learning that these distinguished guests had been specially invited by Yang Minghu to survey the land, Village Chief Zhang was overjoyed. The news quickly spread throughout Changshan Village, and the previously quiet village suddenly became bustling with activity.

It turned out that every household in Changshan Village followed the Yang family in growing rice. The previous harvest had been bountiful, and Lord Tang had purchased all the rice directly at the price of white rice, allowing the villagers to profit to varying degrees. Now, upon hearing that the yamen runners had arrived to measure the Yang family's land, offering the opportunity to purchase more wasteland and expand their cultivated area, everyone was naturally excited and expressed a desire to participate.

Tang Jiahang smiled as he scanned the bustling crowd in Changshan Village. He turned to Lu Jintang beside him and said, "Uncle, look at the scene in Changshan Village. If the people of Qingshui County could all actively purchase land and vigorously develop agricultural production like the villagers here, wouldn't our Qingshui County be prosperous soon?"

Lu Jintang also raised his head, carefully observing the villagers of Changshan Village, his eyes full of smiles. After a long pause, he said, "Yes, and it should be soon. The rice seedlings in your other towns should be ready to be planted too! In six months at most, they'll be scrambling to buy up the wasteland."

Tang Jiahang was delighted after hearing this. He waved his hand and said, "All the land measured today will be calculated as barren hills, at 500 wen per mu. Families who want to buy land should register with Master Qin. Then, according to the order of priority, the land will be divided from the land next to Village Chief Zhang's family's previous purchase, along the stream, directly to the boundary of Yang Minghu's land purchased today. Each family's land next to the river shall not exceed 2 mu. The rest will be measured upwards along the gentle slope."

After hearing the news, the villagers of Changshan Village flushed with excitement, their hearts racing as if their blood were boiling. Unable to contain their excitement any longer, they flocked to Master Qin's location, vying to register.

The once quiet path suddenly became bustling with activity, with people pushing and shouting at each other, fearing they would miss this rare opportunity if they fell behind. Everyone's face was filled with joy and anticipation, their eyes sparkling with longing for a better life in the future.

Meanwhile, Mr. Qin sat at his desk, pen in hand, diligently recording the information of the villagers who came to register. His forehead was already covered in sweat, but he didn't bother to wipe it off, completely absorbed in his work. As time went on, more and more people came to register, and Mr. Qin was surrounded by people, with no room to even turn around. Despite this, he patiently greeted each villager, carefully inquiring and recording relevant information.

This time, nearly every household in Changshan Village participated in the rush to buy wasteland. Whether wealthy or struggling, no one wanted to miss out on this golden opportunity to buy twice as much land for the same price. Everyone knew that owning more land meant growing more crops and reaping greater rewards, ultimately providing a better life for the whole family.

Tang Jiahang quickly turned around and shouted to the yamen runners who had come with him, "You guys, hurry up! Send two people over to help the Yang family carefully measure that barren mountain. The rest of you stay here and help the villagers complete the land survey. We won't be returning to the yamen tonight. We have to work hard and try to get everything done by tomorrow and get all their land deeds completed!"

After Tang Jiahang finished his instructions, he paused briefly, then solemnly instructed Master Qin, who was standing beside him: "Old Qin, you have to pay close attention to this matter! Every household that has purchased land must be clearly registered. If they can pay all their taxes this year with rice, then they won't have to pay for the land deeds. You must not make any mistakes on this point. Do you understand me?"

Village Chief Zhang, who had been standing by and listening quietly, was now filled with uncontrollable joy. He excitedly waved his arms and shouted to the surrounding villagers at the top of his voice, "Did everyone hear that? This time, we don't have to pay for the land deeds! This way, we can buy several more acres of good farmland!"

The villagers of Changshan Village were eager to try their luck, flocking to the registration office like a tide, fearing they would be left behind. The scene was bustling with activity, each face brimming with excitement and anticipation. Those who had already registered ahead of them watched with delight as the yamen runners, rulers and other tools in hand, headed towards their fields, ready to begin measuring their land.

At this moment, the words spoken by people walking on the street when they meet each other are all related to buying land.

Some asked, "Hey, have you registered? How many acres of land do you plan to buy this time?"

Another replied impatiently, "Of course I'm registering! I'm thinking I'll buy at least ten acres so I can live more comfortably in the future!"

Someone else came over and interrupted: "Wow, you are really courageous! How many acres of land did your family buy? Tell us quickly!" So, similar conversations continued one after another.

For a time, the entire Changshan Village seemed to be swept by a frenzy of land buying.

Regardless of gender, age or status, after-dinner conversations were all focused on buying land. Discussions about buying land could be heard everywhere, from house to house and from farm to farm.

Some people are calculating how much money they can afford to buy land; some are looking forward to a better life after owning a large piece of fertile farmland; even children, while playing, talk about how many acres of land someone's family has bought.

This vigorous land buying boom has made the originally quiet Changshan Village extremely lively and full of vitality.