The female general of the last days returned to ancient times to raise a young prostitute

Grandma, I want to use this money to buy a shop.

After all, money is the bottom line, Mo Rao said.

Old Mrs. Mo thought for a moment and said: That's fine, it's better than keeping the money in your hands and letting you spend it lavishly.

What are you talking about? What do you mean by extravagant? Don't you think the things I bought are practical? Look at the big bracelet I bought for you. Aren't you happy?

I can’t argue with you, girl. Old Mrs. Mo said helplessly.

But the girl's family has arranged a marriage for you. It's with Chen the Butcher in town. I heard they've even accepted the betrothal gift.

You'd better not go out these two days. As long as your father and your mother don't give in, no one can take you away. Even if I risk my life, they will never harm my granddaughter. Old Lady Mo said with a firm look in her eyes.

Thinking that her grandmother was injured because of her, Mo Rao felt a little touched and a little guilty.

Then you can just focus on recovering. I have my own way with the old house.

After Mo Rao finished her breakfast, she picked up the wooden stick at the door and walked towards the Mu family's old house. Mo Qingshan saw Mo Rao going to the Mo family's old house. Fearing that something might happen, he hurriedly followed behind her.

When Mo Rao arrived at the Mo family's old house, she saw the door was closed and kicked it open. When she got closer, she saw that it was empty. They had come to beat someone up yesterday, and today they had all run away.

It looked like they left yesterday evening. They must have run fast, otherwise no one would have gotten away with it.

Mo Qingshan hadn't expected that the people in the old house would leave so cleanly. They were probably afraid that if something happened to grandma, they would be held responsible.

But even if they ran away, Mo didn't intend to let them go. They dared to set their sights on her. If she didn't let them suffer a little, they didn't know how many eyes the Horse King had.

Father Mo planned to go to Zhangjia Village next door to buy some land. He had previously asked the village chief about the land in his village. The chief said there were no paddy fields for sale yet. However, he heard that Zhangjia Village seemed to have dozens of acres of excellent paddy fields.

After all these days of delay, I wonder if the land is still there? Father Mo was a little worried.

When Mo Rao heard that her father was planning to buy some land in Zhangjia Village, she said, "Isn't my sister-in-law from Zhangjia Village? It's a good opportunity for them to go over and take a look."

Father Mo thought so too, having acquaintances would make things easier.

He said: Let’s go together.

Mo Qingshan went to Uncle Mo's house at the village entrance and rented an oxcart. They boarded the cart and headed for Zhangjia Village. This time, Mo Baoshan wanted to tag along.

Mo Rao thought that the journey wasn't too far and wouldn't tire the kid out, so she let his father take the child along.

Arriving at Zhangjia Village, Zhang Lanlan didn't even go home. Instead, she took Mo's father and others to the village chief's house.

This is our village chief, Zhang Lanlan introduced.

Mo Qingshan immediately put the basket in his hand on the table and said: It's just a small gift.

Village Chief Zhang looked into the basket. There was sugar and cakes inside.

This gift is no small honor.

Zhang Lanlan introduced: "Uncle, this is my husband. The one next to him is my father-in-law."

And this is my husband’s younger brother.

Village Chief Zhang greeted everyone one by one. "What brings you here?" he asked.

Mo Daqiang said, "It's like this. We are from Mojia Village. I heard you have paddy fields for sale. I'd like to ask if you still have any for sale."

When Village Chief Zhang heard that they were here to buy paddy fields, he smiled and said, "We have land. The landlord in our village plans to follow his son to Beijing. So he doesn't plan to keep the family land and plans to sell it all."

But he didn't plan to sell the land separately. Because he was in a hurry, he wanted to sell it all at once. He was afraid of wasting time selling it separately.

Father Mo said: How many acres of land does he have?

Village chief Zhang said: There are 50 mu of land in total. They are all connected to each other and are excellent paddy fields.

How much was his one-acre transaction price? asked Father Mo.

The market price was twelve taels per mu. He was selling all 50 mu at once. The price was a bargain, eleven taels per mu. Village Chief Zhang patiently explained the price to them. If for no other reason than to consider such a valuable gift, he had to be polite.

This number is a bit too much, and Father Mo is a little confused about it.

Mo Qingshan asked his father, "Dad, is 11 taels of silver expensive?"

Father Mo said: "I don't know? It depends on the land."

Father Mo then said to the village chief: Can you take us to the fields?

Village chief Zhang said: Of course.

After saying this, he told the old woman at home and took them to the fields.

Arriving at the fields, Father Mo looked at the paddy fields in front of him with great satisfaction. He had been tending to the land since he was a child. He could tell at a glance whether the land was good or not.

This land is close to the river, so it's easy to irrigate. If it rains too much, it's easy to drain.

Father Mo liked it very much.

Father Mo said, "I have to go back and discuss this with my family and give you an answer tomorrow."

Village Chief Zhang said: "Okay, Village Chief Zhang also doesn't think they can afford to buy so much land. I just think that their talk of going back to discuss it is just an excuse."

He had brought them on this trip purely for the gifts. After all, they had bought such expensive gifts. If he didn't treat them with care, he would be doing a disservice to their gifts.

Now they don't buy it because it's too expensive. It has nothing to do with him.

When they returned home, their family members hurriedly asked, "How is it?"

Mo's father said, "One acre of land is 11 taels of silver. But the owner wants to sell all 50 acres of land." Mo Rao did the math in his mind. 50 acres of land, taels per acre, that's taels.

The family began to count the money they had.

Old Lady Mo took out her little jar again and asked Mo Rao to count how many there were.

Mo Rao counted the silver in the small jar. There were still 356 taels. Mo's mother took out the change she had. Excluding the money she had spent on bricks and building materials, there were still 104 taels.

The total is four hundred and sixty taels.

Ninety taels are still missing. Mo Rao took out a hundred taels and put them on the table.

Father Mo said: It won’t take one hundred taels, just ninety taels will be enough.

Mo Rao said: Doesn't this government office collect taxes on expired documents?

Father Mo really doesn't know. "Are they going to collect taxes? I don't know either. I'll ask tomorrow," Father Mo said uncertainly.

Okay, it’s better to bring it with you just in case.

Mo Rao touched the silver in her pocket again. There were only a few dozen taels of silver left in her pocket.