Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Now Manbao is not short of money. The eggs in Zhuangzi can be sold for money, and the chickens in Zhuangzi can also be sold for money, as well as winter wheat and the harvest of spring and autumn.

Not to mention the income from those rice and beans, only the wheat seeds sold to Magistrate Yang and Master Bai this year, their small farm has made a lot of money.

And all of the money is divided equally among the three of them, and only the part that cannot be divided is thrown into the public middle to make money for buying things in the village.

Now that money is piled up in the system, but unfortunately, one hundred and twenty taels of silver are too heavy, and the money is even heavier. She can't find a reason to carry it with her, otherwise she can buy it on the spot.

However, Man Bao also asked him carefully, "Now that the county government is no longer in the government office, you have to give me the land deed, and you have to write the deed document."

Unexpectedly, Shi Xiaoen knew this, so she froze for a moment before smiling: "Don't worry, I, Shi Xiaoen, won't trick you."

Leaning on the door frame, he turned slightly and asked, "Would you like to go in and have a look?"

This shop is not the one Man Bao saw last time, she looked inside and happily agreed.

Saturday Lang and others naturally followed with great interest.

The former buyer who was still standing by the door frame was very angry. After a while, he caught up with Shi Xiaoen and said aggrievedly: "One hundred and fifty taels, I bought it!"

Shi Xiaoen paused for a moment, frowned, and said in silence for a while: "I don't sell it, I have already agreed to others. I, Shi Xiaoen, will not be a traitor."

Man Bao looked back at him curiously.

After seeing the former buyer fling his sleeves and leave, he continued to look back at the shop.

This shop is quite spacious, with only scattered tables and chairs in it, and a large wooden shelf next to it, I don't know what it is for.

Man Bao carefully searched his memory and asked, "I remember that I also sold fabrics before?"

Shi Xiaoen led them to the second floor and said, "It's made of clothes. This shop alone has six embroidered mothers. My family's silk and satin are also famous in the city."

He pointed to the separate small single rooms on the second floor and said, "This is for entertaining distinguished guests. Female guests who come to choose the style can rest here. What are you going to do when you buy the store?"

Shi Xiaoen said: "If I don't need to dismantle it myself, I will not be responsible for dismantling it."

Saturday Lang reached out and touched the wooden partition, and said, "Why did you take down such a small room, you can pack it out for us to live in."

Shi Xiaoen looked at him with contempt, then pointed at the backyard and said, "Generally, the people who watch the store live in the back, but the back is narrow. If you live at your own house, you probably won't be able to. You have to buy another house by yourself."

Then they went to see the narrow backyard.

Man Bao saw the bamboo in the backyard and asked with a wow, "Is this still small?"

Although the yard is not as big as their home, it is no problem to jump around in it. There are two bundles of firewood thrown in the corner of one side, and there is a kitchen next to it, and there are three other rooms in a row with the kitchen.

One is very small, with only one bed in it, while the other is quite large, but very empty and has nothing.

Shi Xiaoen said: "This used to be a warehouse, where the fabrics were stored, and the shelves inside were all removed."

Not to mention Manbao, even Saturday Lang, who was reluctant at first, liked it very much. He touched the wooden stairs in the shop and asked, "Brother Shi, why did you sell such a good shop?"

Bai Shanbao also said, "Good shops are hard to find, and few people sell their ancestral property. This section of the road is good. Even if you don't do business, you can make money by renting it out. Why sell it?"

Shi Xiaoen sat down on the steps of the stairs, only raised his chin and asked Man Bao, "Do you still buy it?"

"Buy," Man Bao also sat beside him and asked him, tilting his head, "Brother Shi, you won't lose the bet again, right?"

Shi Xiaoen didn't speak for a while.

Man Bao let out a sigh and said nothing.

Saturday Lang also frowned and said, "Man Bao, let's go home, you have to tell your parents about this, right?"

Man Bao nodded and made an agreement with Shi Xiaoen to trade here tomorrow morning.

After walking around for such a circle, everyone felt that they were not so supportive, so they stopped by the dim sum shop next to them to buy some dim sum, took them to eat, and walked home.

Daji followed silently and kept going out of the city gate until Daji pulled an ox cart.

Yes, they entered the city today in the ox cart of their small farm.

Mr. Liu did not agree with them going to the city to eat, so he was unwilling to arrange carriages for them. A few children disliked the fact that there were too many carriages, so they simply changed their farm's ox carts.

When Daji was driving the carriage, he did not swipe the whip very much, and let the horse walk slowly. When it was the turn of the ox-cart, he did not swipe the whip even more. He simply sat on the carriage and began to half-close his eyes. , looked like he was asleep.

The ox cart walked back slowly, and Bai Shanbao asked Manbao, "How do you do business with gamblers? The book says that gamblers are not trustworthy."

Man Bao nodded, "Gamblers are not credible, but Shi Xiaoen is still credible now."

Saturday Lang also nodded, "Uncle Shi is famous in the market, and he is very moral. Since he said he would sell us, he won't cheat us."

"But people's hearts have to be guarded," Bai Shanbao didn't trust a gambler very much, and said, "Why don't we go back and ask the cousin first, and ask him to understand the procedures required for the transaction, and then report it to Master Yang later to avoid disputes in the future. When you suffer."

Man Bao nodded, "It's really strange, this time Uncle Shi is selling a shop, why is no one coming out to stop him? How many servants are there in his family?"

"I rarely enter the city recently. Ask the fourth brother to know about it."

As soon as this question came up, they hadn't heard the news from Shizulang. Shiroulang first learned from them that they were going to buy a shop. He was shocked and quickly asked: "He only sells one? Or sells many? "

Man Bao: "Let's see one for sale."

"Oh, you haven't seen it, it doesn't mean he doesn't sell it, you should ask more."

Man Bao said, "I'll just buy one, why do I ask so many questions?"

"Are you stupid? If his shop has a good location and is not expensive, you can buy it at home."

"Father is in charge of the money, not you," Man Bao said, "whether you say it or not."

Thursday Lang thought for a while and said, "I'll go talk to Dad."

"What?" Lao Zhoutou was so shocked that he almost knocked his bong on the head of Thursday, and asked, "Manbao wants to buy a shop, and then you want to buy it too?"

"Dad, it's not me who wants to buy it, it's our family." He said, "You forgot what I told you last year, it's useless to keep so much money at home, why don't you use it to buy a shop..."

"You can pull it down," Lao Zhoutou interrupted him and said, "Who said it's useless, do you know how much money they went to this year just to support their studies?"