Pampered and fierce wife: Reborn daughter-in-law has a strategy

"Then you are?" Uncle Zhong seemed a little confused.

"I will definitely have my own shop in the future and train a few managers. It won't affect me, right?"

Uncle Zhong shook his head hesitantly.

"Each manager has to manage a different shop, so I'll ask them to learn a few more things to identify the quality of goods, such as embroidery, grain, medicinal materials, etc., is that okay?"

Uncle Zhong thought for a while and shook his head happily.

"Then since the person in charge is directly trained by me, do I also have to train a few of the waiters there?"

Uncle Zhong nodded firmly.

"Then since we have trained the steward and the waiter, in order to prevent someone from finding trouble and hurting the steward and waiter who spent a lot of money to train me, do we have to let them practice self-defense skills?"

Uncle Zhong did not nod again, but smiled clearly: "So the lady wants me to teach them self-defense?"

"Yes," Li Xinran looked at Uncle Zhong with a smile, "If I directly asked my father to ask someone from the army to teach self-defense, it would really be like raising a private soldier. I didn't... I didn't think about it. rebel."

Uncle Zhong smiled in a low voice: "Then, Miss, how much do you want me to teach them?"

Li Xinran looked at Uncle Zhong with a smile: "Of course Uncle Zhong has the final say."

"I can teach you as much as you want?"

"You can teach as many as you want."

"Is it okay to just teach fists and kicks?"

"It's okay to just teach fists and kicks."

"How about teaching you how to save your life on the battlefield?"

"As long as Uncle Zhong feels it is necessary, I will teach you."

Yingge looked at Uncle Zhong and Li Xinran sitting opposite each other, one with a wrinkled and serious face, the other with a young and beautiful smile, and inexplicably felt an undercurrent of murderous intent.

In the end, Uncle Zhong was defeated first.

I saw his shoulders slump: "I can help you find someone to find a yard, miss, but I have to ask the general about teaching... management."

"No problem," Li Xinran still smiled, "I have already sent a letter to my father. He will be here soon."

Uncle Zhong stood up and offered his hand to Li Xinran. Although he was missing an arm, it did not affect the strength and crispness of his offer at all.

Looking at Uncle Zhong's retreating figure, Li Xinran sighed with emotion: "This is a veteran."

Even if he is far away from the battlefield, he will never forget his loyalty to the emperor and his patriotism.

But... Li Xinran looked through the high courtyard wall in the direction of the palace. The burning feeling before his death in his previous life was still there, especially the pain when he heard the news that his father and brother were Lingchi.

"Is it really necessary for that kind of monarch to be loyal?" Li Xinran murmured in a low voice. After the voice came out, it was blown away by the breeze in June. No one except Li Xinran heard it again.

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Uncle Zhong was worthy of being a first-class scout under Li Song. Within three days, he sent a message to Li Xinran that the person had been found and the house had been found. Li Xinran needed to take a look.Although Li Xinran had already given him 1000 taels of silver when Uncle Zhong left Anranju, he had to go to the host's house because it involved business.

The yard was in the suburbs, and Uncle Zhong personally drove Li Xinran to see her off.

It is said to be a courtyard, but it is actually a village. The courtyard is next to the village. It is the village of an old minister who begged for his bones. I originally wanted to sell them together, but the asking price was a bit high and they couldn't sell them, so I reluctantly took them apart.

At the door of the house, there were two men standing. One was a middle-aged man wearing coarse cloth, and the other was neatly dressed in a blue robe. He looked like a scholar, but a huge blue birthmark on his face destroyed all the beauty.

When Li Xinran got out of the car with her veil on, she saw the scholar. He was really conspicuous, both in terms of his demeanor and the cyan birthmark.

"Ah..." Yingge exclaimed as soon as she got off the car, and then covered her mouth with her hands.

Li Xinran turned around, glanced at Yingge with a hint of complaint, turned around and walked towards the two men.

"Greetings, Miss." The man nodded and bowed.

"Fu Qingfeng wishes Miss." This is the scholar.

"No need to be polite." Li Xinran nodded in greeting, then turned to look at Fu Qingfeng. Seeing that his expression did not change at all, and was not sure whether he heard Yingge's exclamation, he said no more and just looked at The middleman said: "Can you show me this house?"

"Okay, okay, please, ma'am."

The yard is very good. It is a house with three entrances. After turning around the screen wall, there is a huge square courtyard. There is an osmanthus tree in the courtyard. There is a shelf in the corner covered with grape vines. There are also some Several stone tables and benches.

The third-level house also has a back room.

Li Xinran was quite satisfied with this house. She just looked at the middle-aged man and asked, "I heard that this house is the villa of a Zhuangzi. I don't know what this Zhuangzi is like."

The middleman was a little happy: "Do you want to buy Zhuangzi together?"

Hearing this, Li Xinran smiled inexplicably: "You haven't sold it yet, so there's no harm in taking a look."

"Alas, alas, it doesn't matter." The man nodded and bowed, taking Li Xinran to see Zhuangzi.

Zhuangzi is not small, and it also includes a small mountain.

The middleman smiled bitterly and said: "We have to be honest in our business. I won't hide it from you. It's not easy to sell this village, so it's not easy to sell it on this mountain bag. This mountain bag can't grow food, but it's such a large area." , the price can’t be lowered.”

Li Xinran squinted his eyes for a long time and said as if he suddenly became interested: "Let's go over and have a look."

The mountain is indeed not big and short, not only compared to famous mountains and rivers, but also much shorter than other mountains around Kyoto.It seems that the fertility of the land on the mountain is not strong, and the grass and trees are all sparse.

"What's the name of this mountain?" Li Xinran seemed to be interested in climbing the mountain, and looked at the middle-aged man and asked with a little curiosity.

"Miss, let's call it Bumpkin Mountain." The middle-aged man said with a wry smile.

Li Xinran was amused by this name and smiled, then said nothing.

After climbing about 400 meters, the four of them stood under a large locust tree.Except for the middle man who was panting, the other three people didn't even take a breath.

Li Xinran stepped forward and gently stroked the bark of the big locust tree.This tree is very tall and strong, but it feels extremely thin. What's even more strange is that starting from this tree, the plants going up look much denser.

Li Xinran knew in his heart that this was the mountain in his previous life.

"How much does this Zhuangzi cost in total?"

Li Xinran turned around and asked the man.

The middle-aged man said with embarrassment: "Miss, this is a fixed price, 120 taels of silver."

"What?" Uncle Zhong almost jumped up, "Are you going to rob! The most expensive house in the city only costs 80 taels, and it's still a four-bedroom house!"

The middle man smiled bitterly and said: "There is really no way to suppress it. This mountain is quite large."

"Nothing can be planted on this hilltop, it's no different from a piece of waste land." Uncle Zhong said dismissively.

The middle man nodded and bowed, smiling bitterly: "That's why the owner bought them separately."

"For 100 taels, you can sign the land deed right now." Li Xinran said, stroking the body of the big locust tree.

"It can't be sold. It really can't be sold. Miss, you can't do it. Just look at buying that house."

The middle man's head shook like a rattle.

Li Xinran turned around and looked at the middle-aged man with a smile: "You are Zhuangzi, not the old minister who begged for bones. 100 yuan is already my kindness."