The Transmigrated Farm Girl's Journey to Wealth

When Zhao returned home, she saw Tiezhu leading Gou Dan and carrying a basin to pour water. She breathed a sigh of relief, thankfully there was still a capable person in the family.

"Where's your dad?"

"He's lying in the house. Dad said he wasted half the morning watering and is now feeling really bad!"

Zhao:......

"Is the room still dry?"

"No, Gou Dan and I put the basin away as soon as it rains."

"Sweetie, we'll have cold noodles and mung bean jelly for lunch later."

"Hey, you brought back liangpi (cold skin noodles) and liangfen (cold mung bean jelly)? Did you give me a lot? You know I have a big appetite." Hearing that there was food, the lazy fish in bed perked up.

"If you think it's not enough, you don't have to eat it."

Fang Youcai: ...

Fang Tiezhu covered his mouth and laughed, then followed his mother to the kitchen to help with the fire.

Actually, Zhao wasn't hungry; she had already eaten at the Song family's house. She had only prepared enough for two people, but her daughter went in and made a little more, so she ate lunch with them.

"Brother Feng, where are we going to sleep?"

Song Feng looked at the wet kang (a heated brick bed) and fell silent.

In the past, when it got wet, we would sleep on two planks on the ground. My mother was in poor health and dared not sleep on the ground because of the dampness. So he would set up a few stools for her and Xiao Anzi to sleep on.

Here's the problem: there are only a few stools in the house. Should my wife sleep on the floor today, or should my mother sleep on the floor?

Song Feng explained his current predicament to Fang Xiaoning. Fang Xiaoning looked at him and said, "So, this is like if your mother and I fell into the water, who would you save?" She blinked and looked at Song Feng, "What do you think we'll do tonight?"

Song Feng had no idea this was a life-or-death question, and he didn't know what to do either. He frowned, extremely worried.

"How about this, I'll go to Uncle Village Chief's house and borrow a few stools. You can all sleep on the stools, and I'll sleep on the floor."

Fine, a wife is just as important as a mother, she reluctantly accepted.

"Brother Feng, how much money would it cost to build a brick house?" It's time to renovate this house.

"I don't know. My mother said that the village chief's brick house cost 10 taels of silver!"

Ten taels! The village chief's house has a mud wall and a mud kitchen, but the main house is a three-room brick and tile house.

Do you have the land deed for the place where we live?

"No, when the family divided up, my grandfather didn't give us anything. The village chief just decided to give us this abandoned house to live in. It was said to be a temporary residence."

Many years have passed in the blink of an eye. They didn't have the money to build a new house, so they could only stay there.

Fang Xiaoning: ...It really is crystal clear!

"Brother Feng, do you know how much we've made recently?"

He really didn't know that. His wife kept all the money. He only knew that there were several hundred coins every day!

Fang Xiaoning took the key, took out a wooden box, unlocked it, and opened the box containing the silver. "Look, this is all the money in our family."

"So much! How much is there?" With copper coins and loose silver, it really seemed like a lot. He had never seen so much money in his entire life.

"39 taels, 3 mace, and 28 cash."

"so much!"

Song Feng was shocked. They had earned so much in just two months!

“Except for my mother’s 2 taels and 4 mace, the rest is ours. Brother Feng, borrow a stool tonight and ask the village chief how much silver it would cost to buy this piece of wasteland where we live now.”

She liked it here; it was far from the villagers, spacious and remote, and most importantly, there was a well right there.

“If it’s cheap, let’s buy the whole area, Feng. After the autumn harvest, let’s build a new house, a brick and tile house, so we won’t have to worry about rain anymore. Mother and Xiao’an have been living in this kind of house for a long time, which isn’t good for their health. Let’s talk to Mother about it later and see what she thinks.”

Too short, too damp; these past few years, I've been lucky not to get rheumatism.

Song Feng felt a little sore in his eyes and his heart was pounding. Thanks to his wife, he had finally become a decent person. "Yes, I'll tell Mom in a bit and make them all happy."

"Once the house is built, we'll hire a doctor to come and check on Mom and Xiao An."

"Mmm." Her voice choked with emotion.

When Madam Su learned that her family had such a large amount of silver, her jaw dropped in astonishment. Upon hearing that they were planning to buy land and build a house, she grabbed Fang Xiaoning's hand and wouldn't let go. She had said that her daughter-in-law was a lucky woman who brought prosperity to her husband. Look, look! She wasn't wrong!

Oh my goodness, she's finally made it through! Honey, you really died too young, you didn't get to enjoy any of the good things in life.

"Uncle Village Chief, I'd like to borrow a few stools from you. The kang (heated brick bed) in my house is wet and needs to be dried for a couple of days."

"Okay, I'll have Shunzi get two for you in a bit." He looked at Song Feng, thinking about how his dilapidated house leaked everywhere when it rained, and couldn't help but sigh. This kid, he really has it too hard.

"In a few days, I'll take Shunzi to fix your roof." Let's get through this winter first. We can set up a stall next summer. In two years, we should be able to build a house!

"Uncle, I'd like to ask you how much silver the land I live on is worth."

"You want to buy it."

"We have this plan; we're used to living there."

"That plot of land is in a remote location, a bit far from the village, and nobody wanted it anyway. If you want it, you can have it for one tael of silver."

Song Feng knew that the village chief was being lenient with him, which was already a good deal.

"What about including the ones next to them?"

"Why do you need such a big piece of land? You can grow vegetables or something without buying it, and no one in the village will say anything. Why waste money buying it?"

"I want to buy it, for my own use, so I can feel at ease using it. Uncle, how much do you think it costs?"

The village chief looked at him and thought, "This kid is making money from his stall!"

"Three taels and two mace, that piece of land isn't small, you might want to..."

"Alright, three taels and two mace it is. Uncle, could you please help me with the land deed?" He took out some silver from his pocket.

When they arrived, his wife had instructed them to buy it for under 4 taels of silver. She also said that the village chief shouldn't have run errands for nothing; they didn't owe them anything, so they should be given an extra 100 coins as a service fee.