The Transmigrated Farm Girl's Journey to Wealth

"Xiao An, come out quickly, look what we brought back!"

Song An ran out and saw his older brother carrying two puppies out of the car.

"Sister-in-law, are they ours?"

"Hmm, do you like them? Take good care of them as they grow up, and they'll be there to guard our house in the future." She bought mixed-breed dogs, which are intelligent, easy to raise, and loyal. With them around, let's see who dares to cause trouble in the future.

Song An hugged the two little ones with delight, exclaiming, "Mommy, Mommy, we have a dog now! We have a dog!"

The village chief's dog barked a few times at just the right moment. The dog was always there. Are you blind?

Looking at the two chubby little babies, Su was overwhelmed with maternal love. "Xiao Ning, do they still need to drink milk?"

"Rice porridge will do, Mom. These two are wolfhounds, one male and one female. Xiao An, please prepare a den for them."

"Mom, they're so small, will they sleep in our room at night?" This was Song An's first time raising pets, and she was quite fond of them.

"Okay!"

Fang Xiaoning: ...

"Brother Feng, can we start construction on our house now?" Now, most families have finished the autumn harvest and have some free time.

"I'll go find the village chief right now."

When the village chief heard that Song Feng wanted to build a brick and tile house, he couldn't believe it. It wasn't just three brick and tile houses like his own; it was his entire house, including the outer courtyard wall.

“Fengzi, are you sure? You know that once construction starts, money is needed everywhere, and we can’t afford to buy on credit.”

"Uncle, I'm sure, here's 20 taels. Please keep it safe and come back for more when you've spent it all."

Holding the silver, the village chief once again questioned the meaning of life. He had worked his whole life, yet he was less successful than this young man who had set up a stall for a few months. How could he possibly accept this?

"Since you know what you're doing, I'm relieved. I'll make sure the construction goes smoothly for you. How do you plan to build the house? Where will it be built?"

"We won't demolish the current houses for now. We'll build new ones nearby. Go take a look tomorrow and ask the foreman to come and see how the houses should be built."

"to make."

This time, the old house will definitely cause trouble. After my uncle passed away, he waited and waited, but who knew that the old man would injure his back, and I heard that the injury was quite serious, and now he can only barely get out of bed.

His mother lived in constant fear throughout the entire autumn harvest, and then... she just never came back...

After seeing Song Feng off, "Shunzi, go and call the foreman Song from the village over."

"Ai!"

"Mom, Xiaoning, do you have any ideas about how to build our house?"

Mrs. Su shook her head. She had never lived in a brick house in her life, so what kind of thoughts could she have?

Fang Xiaoning did have some ideas; she wanted to build it in the style of an old Beijing courtyard house.

He squatted down, picked up a small twig, and said, "Let's fence off the whole courtyard. This is the main room, and the east wing is our three bedrooms. There are five rooms, so there will be places for guests to sleep in."

This is our storage room, warehouse, and kitchen. So, after it's built, we'll demolish the current house and make a yard. There's a well in the yard, and we'll enclose it quite a bit in front and behind, so we can add more later. What do you think?"

"Build so many? Isn't that too wasteful? We can't live in that many houses."

As Su watched her daughter-in-law draw room after room, so many houses, all brick and tile, how much silver must that cost?

"Mother, yes, I want to. Look, I've already planned out each room, haven't I? If we build it all at once, it'll save us trouble later." If there's any money left, she also plans to pave the house and the yard with bluestone. On rainy days, the yard gets muddy, and the house can't stay clean.

Su looked at Song Feng, who thought for a moment and said, "Okay, let's build it like this. I think it looks pretty good. Tomorrow, I'll discuss it with the foreman."

"Hmm, let the foreman calculate the approximate budget for building it this way." Although we have income every day now, we can't exceed the budget. We still need to buy furniture, daily necessities, and there will be a large expense later.

"I know."

Seeing that they had already made the decision, Madam Su didn't say anything more. Anyway, she didn't understand anything, and as long as she had a place to live, that was fine.

Day two.

The village chief brought the foreman to the Song family's house and walked around the land they had bought. "Fengzi, what kind of building are you planning to build? Tell your Uncle Song about it."

The foreman looked at him. He had been shocked yesterday that someone in the village actually wanted to build a brick and tile house. This person was from a once-famous impoverished household in Zaoshu Village.

Song Feng redrawn the plan Fang Xiaoning had drawn yesterday. "Uncle," he said, "could you help me calculate how much silver it would cost for twelve rooms plus the outer wall? The wall needs to be six feet high and made of blue bricks."

The village chief almost knelt down before Song Feng. Did this kid even know how much a brick cost? Who builds a house like this?

"Fengzi, even if you're going to act recklessly, there's a limit. Do you know what you're saying?"

Song Feng knew that building it this way would be conspicuous, but his wife was right. If they built it right the first time, they could close the gate and let people say whatever they wanted, since they wouldn't hear them anyway. There was no need to suffer for gossip.

They made money, they were able to build a big courtyard, and he, Song Feng, lived a life worthy of being called a human being!