After hoarding billions of goods and traveling through the book, he farmed in another world to suppo

Yu Qingshan didn't expect that he would want to buy a farm. After all, considering Mr. Xiao's style, it would be normal for him to buy those big houses.

However, he was only stunned for a moment, and then began to recall, "It has been nearly nine years since I left the capital. At that time, the value of the manors near Qingshan Temple ranged from a few thousand taels to tens of thousands of taels, depending on the size of the manor, location, soil, rivers, etc.

Among them, several manors are summer resorts for dignitaries. The houses and other facilities there are extremely magnificent, and some even have hot springs. Manors like these are not only expensive but also difficult to buy.

As for other things, such as farms used for growing crops, it is not difficult to buy them as long as you are willing to pay more money.

There are three farms in Qingshan Temple, but there are fewer and fewer people in the temple. Now one of the farms is rented to the people nearby for farming.

If Master Xiao doesn't mind the simplicity of the manor, I can sell it to him when we get to the capital, but I have to ask my experienced master for permission before I can do so."

Even though he has white hair and beard now, he is still thirty years old. His master is still in good health, and he is just a young master.

What Lu Yuan was concerned about was, "Is there a Qingshan Temple in the capital?"

"Of course!" Yu Qingshan nodded, his tone tinged with pride. "The Qingshan Temple in Liangzhou City is called Qingshan Temple because of my master, but few people know about it."

They are from Qingshan Temple and they practice seclusion and cultivation. They would not come out unless it is a chaotic time.

The reason why he built the Qingshan Temple here was simply to raise some money to prepare for future natural disasters and man-made disasters.

It's not just him. Most of the people in the sect are now outside, and the ones left in the temple are basically the youngest generation of disciples.

If all the disciples outside are wiped out in the end, they will be the eternal spark of Qingshan Temple.

As long as they are still there, their Qingshan Temple will still be there, instead of being like last time when no one in the entire sect survived.

Lu Yuan was very curious about the things in Qingshan Temple and asked questions all the way. Yu Qingshan did not show any impatience and answered all his questions one by one.

When they returned to the inn, the two were already chatting happily, as if they were friends who had known each other for a long time.

Because so many people knew Yu Qingshan, he had to disguise himself before entering the city and was able to arrive at the inn smoothly.

It was already the beginning of the afternoon, and the others had not returned yet.

After taking a look at the sky, Xiao Li asked them, "What would you like to eat?"

In fact, the main person being asked was Lu Yuan, and as for Yu Qingshan, he was obviously mentioned as a by-product.

Yu Qingshan was also very self-aware, "I can eat anything I want."

In the past, Lu Yuan was just like him, accepting everything and eating anything. However, since marrying Xiao Li, his appetite has gradually become more picky.

When he was on the road and had no conditions, he naturally wouldn't be so picky, but at this time he couldn't help but start to worry, "I don't know what to eat, Xiao Si, what do you think we should eat?"

"Do you want to eat pickled fish?" Xiao Li thought for a moment. His husband had never eaten this dish before, mainly because he had never caught fish again.

"Is it delicious?" Lu Yuan thought of the fish she had cooked at home before.

At that time, I used the method Xiao Si said to remove the earthy smell, and the fish was really as Xiao Si said, not only not fishy, but also very tender.

When they were cooking the fish, the other members of the Lu family thought they had made something delicious.

Especially my aunt-in-law, she broke into their house and insisted on seeing what they were eating. After seeing that they were eating fish, she laughed at them for a long time before leaving with a look of disdain on her face.

Xiao Li thought about the taste of the pickled fish he made for the first time after coming to this world, and nodded, "It's not bad, do you want to try it?"

"Then let's try it!" Lu Yuan knew how picky he was. If he thought it was delicious, it must be very delicious!

Xiao Li went to the kitchen of the inn, spent a little more money to buy a few processed fish and took them back. After cutting them into pieces, he marinated them with salt, ginger, onions and cooking wine. Then he went to find a jar of sauerkraut, took out a bowl of sauerkraut and cut it into small pieces for later use.

The kitchen had been cleaned and cooked in the morning, so Xiao Li just washed the pot with water and started to light the fire.

Lu Yuan was washing vegetables and putting them in a basket to drain.

After lighting the fire, Xiao Li washed his hands before starting to pour oil into the pot.

After the oil is hot enough, start pouring onions, ginger, garlic and dried chilies into the pot. Stir-fry for a while and then pour in the sauerkraut.

Soon, a sour and spicy smell filled the kitchen, and Lu Yuan choked and sneezed several times.

Xiao Li glanced at his young husband, whose eyes were red from smoke, and smiled softly, "Yuan'er, go out and wait."

"No, ah~ A-choo!" He rubbed his nose, tears in his eyes but he still insisted, "Who will watch the fire for you if I go out?"

Although he has become accustomed to having a full stomach without doing any work every day, he still wants to work when he can.

"How about Yuan'er go out and practice calligraphy?" Xiao Li said nonchalantly as he put the pickled cabbage from the pot into a bowl. "I haven't practiced calligraphy lately because I've been traveling so fast. If I fall behind, won't all my efforts be wasted?"

Lu Yuan: ???

Lu Yuan:!!!

Everything was fine, why did this person bring up something so depressing?

But when he heard him say that all his efforts were in vain, Lu Yuan stood up and refuted him seriously, "No way! I'm going now!"

I finally learned how to write, and my handwriting is now a little better. I can't really go back to the same crappy handwriting as at the beginning.

Otherwise, not only would Xiao Si laugh at him, he would also laugh at himself!

Say no to bullshit, start with him!

After Xiao Li saw him leave, he shouted outside, "Yu Qingshan, come and help."

Yu Qingshan:? ? ?

Didn't we agree that food, clothing, housing and transportation would be provided? Why do you still need help?

Although he was puzzled, Yu Qingshan still came. Just as he was about to ask what they were doing, he was choked by the smell of chili peppers.

"Cough! Cough cough... What's that smell? Cough cough..." Yu Qingshan coughed while talking and quickly covered his mouth and nose with his sleeves. Only then did he recover. "What is Master Xiao doing?"

Chili peppers had not yet appeared in this era, at least in the original body's memory, this thing had never appeared.

Xiao Li was not unfamiliar with his reaction. The last time when he cooked pickled fish at the Xiao family, Li Jinhua and Lin Cao were choked.

"Sour fish." Xiao Li cleaned the pot again and poured more oil into it after it was hot. "The fire should be high, and I'll light it carefully."

"Sour fish?" Yu Qingshan glanced at the stove, and when he saw the fried sauerkraut and pickled fish, he nodded in understanding, "I see."

After saying that, he sat down by the stove and started adding firewood.