The fake daughter married into the mountains and had meat to eat every day during the famine

The two of them went to the shop first to see the situation. Seeing that there were few people on the street, Song Yuntang assigned Mu Dong a task.

Some things cannot be delayed, it is best to resolve them early.

"Mudong, please go to the Lin Mansion and the Jiang Mansion for me and tell the concierge at the Lin Mansion that Song Yuntang has invited Miss Lin to the Yuchun Teahouse tomorrow morning. Anyone who doesn't come is a coward."

Mu Dong was sweating profusely.

"Won't the people from the Lin Mansion beat me to death if I say that?"

Song Yuntang said softly, "Don't worry, if they dare to touch you, I will find a way to get it back for you."

Mu Dong agreed reluctantly, "So what are we going to say when we get to Jiang's house?"

Song Yuntang smiled and said, "Just tell her that I'm inviting Miss Jiang to watch a play at Yuchun Teahouse tomorrow and ask her to come early."

Hearing this, Mu Dong breathed a sigh of relief.

"it is good."

After giving instructions to Mu Dong, Song Yuntang asked Mu Qiu to look after the situation in the shop, and asked Yuan Jingui from Ruyi Inn to help keep an eye on it. Then he took Song Jinsheng to a dental clinic on Heyang Street.

Hefeng dental clinic.

As soon as Song Yuntang and Song Jinsheng entered the pawnshop, they were greeted by a servant.

"What do you two need?"

"We want to look at a cheaper yard, and it doesn't matter if it's in a more remote location," said Song Yuntang.

There were few people on Heyang Street today, and the owner of the pawnshop was also idle. When he saw a customer coming in, he hurried forward and asked, "Young lady, how big a yard do you want?"

After a pause, he continued, "It's like this. We still have yards for sale in Cile Town. The prices range from small to large, from the outskirts of the city to the four blocks in the east, west, south, and north of the town, roughly ranging from thirty or forty taels to five or six hundred taels."

Song Yuntang immediately asked, "What kind of yard can I buy with thirty or forty taels?"

"It's big enough for one or two people to live in, but the yard is a bit old and out of the way." After saying this, the headmaster saw Song Yuntang's embarrassed expression and said, "If the young lady doesn't insist on staying in Cile Town, you can actually consider the small farms nearby. They have some fields, hilltops, and mud brick houses and yards. They only cost twenty or thirty taels."

Hearing this, Song Yuntang was indeed a little moved.

Instead of spending a lot of money to buy a palm-sized yard in the town, it is better to buy a small farm close to the town. Then you can spend some money to renovate it. Then you will have mountains, water, fields and a big yard.

It is enough to be used as a factory.

It would be suitable to live alone in the future. There are no other families living in the village, so you don’t have to deal with neighbors. You can do whatever you want without caring about other people’s opinions.

"Please, Master, introduce me to the small village."

Finally, after being introduced by the shopkeeper, Song Yuntang was attracted by a small farm worth thirty-two taels of silver.

Seeing that it was still early and sufficient for a round trip to the small village, the manager asked someone to take them there.

Zhuangzi is heading towards Rongshu Village, about a quarter of an hour away from the town.

It is not too big, with a forest of twenty to thirty acres, plus thirteen acres of worthless dry land, a small courtyard with a mud house, and a small pond in front of the courtyard. Because it was dry for too long this year, the pond has completely dried up.

The yard is not big, with a total of three rooms. Because no one has lived in it for a long time, the rooms are covered with dust.

As soon as Song Yuntang entered the house, he started coughing because of the dust raised when the door was opened.

The servant walking in front waved his arms to clear away the dust coming towards him, but this wave only caused more dust to rise.

"Ahem, let's go talk outside."

Song Yuntang nodded and left the house with Song Jinsheng.

"Young man, can this small farm be sold at a lower price? Look, it's just two hills and more than ten acres of dry land, and the house is not very habitable. Thirty-two taels of silver seems a bit too high to me." Song Yuntang said in embarrassment.

The servant was about the same age as Song Yuntang, and it was not easy for the young man to meet the girl, so he lowered his voice.

"Young lady, please talk to our boss directly later. Actually, this small farm is urgently sold to our brokerage firm to exchange for silver. It is because there is only dry land and no good farmland that it has not been sold. If you try to lower the price a bit, you should be able to buy it. But young lady, please don't let my words slip, or the boss will blame me and deduct my wages."

Song Yuntang smiled and stuffed the ten copper coins that he had prepared long ago into his hands.

"No, no, thank you for reminding me."

Twisting the copper coin in his hand, the servant became more attentive this time. After leading them back, he also helped to say a few good words in front of the boss, and finally bought the small farm for twenty-eight taels of silver.

When Song Yuntang came out of the pawnshop with the approved land deed, the sun was about to set.

She hurriedly pulled Song Jinsheng towards a large grocery store in town and eventually bought three large wooden barrels that could hold about a thousand cans of shampoo.

One of these big wooden barrels costs 150 wen, and three of them cost 450 wen.

"After Second Brother goes to the county town, he must tell the owner of Wan Qingsi that our big wooden barrel must be recycled, otherwise the cost will be too high."

The brother and sister borrowed a wheelbarrow from the grocery store and pushed the three wooden barrels back.

After hearing what Song Yuntang said, Song Jinsheng suddenly had an idea, "Since the big wooden barrels can be recycled, can the bamboo jars for shampoo also be recycled?"

Song Yuntang's eyes lit up.

"Huh? Second brother, what you said really enlightened me. If the appearance doesn't affect the secondary sale, then it's indeed possible. I'll ask Mu Dong to implement it later. As for the county, I'm afraid this operation will be difficult to implement."

When the brother and sister arrived home, the sun had already set completely, but because it was summer, the sky was still bright.

"Brother, come back for dinner after you help me return the wheelbarrow. Stay here with me today. Tomorrow morning, go to Brother Mazi's place and bring all the helpers to the small farm we bought today to pack up. Then we can use the space there to start working."

"it is good."

After Song Jinsheng finished speaking, he went out and returned the unicycle.

Song Yuntang first cooked the white rice, then soaked the handful of black fungus that Zhao Qiao'e had brought with her. Then he put the cooled medicinal juice in the big pot into a small jar and carried it to the yard to use as shampoo.

After Song Jinsheng came back, the work here was handed over to him.

Song Yuntang cleaned the soaked black fungus and tore it into small pieces. He beat three duck eggs and made black fungus scrambled eggs. He also fried some bean sprouts and invited Song Jinsheng to eat.

It was a rare occasion for Song Jinsheng to eat white rice, and it felt a little unreal.

"Before, I thought, if only I could eat a bowl of brown rice to fill my stomach, it would be great. I couldn't even think about eating white rice." He glanced in Song Yuntang's direction, "I didn't expect that I could eat white rice now."

Song Yuntang smiled.

"Eat, there's more in the pot. You'll have plenty of white rice tonight."

An eighteen-year-old boy has a lot of work to do, consumes a lot of physical energy, and has a big appetite.

A bowl of porridge every day is definitely not enough to fill your stomach.

She had experienced the days of not having enough to eat every day in Rongshu Village before, and it was indeed uncomfortable. Song Jinsheng had not had enough to eat for a long time, so it was normal for him to want to have a full meal.