Couple Time Travel: Aristocratic Family’s Blessings include a Pampered Husband

After handling Zhao Fu's matter, the village chief waited for a while and found that no one was willing to stand up and sell the land.

"Well, this is the end of the land buying and selling business." The village chief stood up, sorted out the deed papers, and shouted loudly to the villagers below.

"Everyone, please go back and disperse."

Among the small group of villagers who didn't sell their land, there were still some who couldn't hold back their curiosity and wanted to know what was written in the contract.

Then he quietly walked up to the houses selling land and asked in a low voice.

"What contract did you sign with Zhao Shuren?"

"Let me tell you, your land really shouldn't be sold. If you farm the land in the future, wouldn't it be equivalent to making a dowry for the Shuren family?"

Those who had sold their land were not happy to hear this and immediately retorted.

"We are happy to sell the land. The conditions Shuren gave are really good, but you still don't believe him."

"Tch, don't help count the money after being sold."

Seeing that the villagers had also dispersed, the village chief handed the unmistakable stack of deed papers to Zhao Shuren. In addition to the land deeds just signed, there are also mountain deeds that were discussed before.

"Son, I know you have good intentions. It's a pity that they don't know what's good!"

The village chief patted Zhao Shuren's shoulder gently and lowered his head in shame.

"Uncle, I would like to thank you on behalf of the whole village. Whatever you want to do in the future, if you need me, just ask."

"Okay, Shuren will definitely." Zhao Shuren narrowed his eyes slightly, hiding the indifference in his eyes.

These villagers really couldn't take them with them even if they wanted to. It doesn't matter, anyway, it won't be his family that will be poor in the future.

And from the perspective of the village chief with a filter. Zhao Shuren lowered his eyes slightly, his face full of disappointment, looking like a pitiful person who had been wronged.

The old man only felt the shame in his heart getting stronger when he looked at it. Shuren is a good young man, why don't those people believe him?

Zhao Shuren didn't know that the village chief had already thought wrong. He just wanted to take his wife and daughter home quickly.

He had a hunch that he would hear a good show soon. After all, he felt something was wrong when he saw Zhao Fu leaving.

How much of your own land do you not know? Do we need so many people to go back and get the land title? Some of the deed papers he handed over at that time were new!

Turns out, his hunch was right.

When the family returns. The secret guard appeared in front of him and handed another pamphlet.

Zhao Shuren immediately grabbed some melon seeds and took Yang to sit down and take a closer look.

Compared to her father, Zhao Shuren, who sent secret guards to follow and eavesdrop.

Zhao Yitian's method was more direct. He opened the system panel and watched the live text broadcast of the plot with relish.

It’s cool to have a golden finger.

Zhao Fu took those relatives back to his home and wrote several new land deeds.

Those relatives kept the fertile land in their hands and sold all the other wasteland to Zhao Fu, and agreed on a price of eleven taels per mu.

"We are rich. We have signed the land deeds, so we can give you the money now."

The relatives exchanged glances with each other, and then the oldest person was helplessly pushed out and asked Zhao Fufu.

"Here, you see, my family doesn't have that much money. When I get the money from Zhao Shuren, I will give it to you."

Zhao Fu rolled his eyes, suppressing the ecstasy and greed in his heart, but pretending to be embarrassed on his face.

"What's more, we have to go back early. If Zhao Shuren realizes that he doesn't want to sell it again, we won't have time to cry."

The relatives were deceived by Zhao Fufu, and they thought it made sense, so they should go back and sell the land first.

So a group of people hurriedly ran back to the gathering space.

Zhao Shuren closed the booklet with a snap, feeling that these people were funny.

He looked at Ms. Yang, leaned over to her, smelled the sweet smell of milk on his wife's body, and called her by her nickname in a low voice with a chuckle.

"Yu'er, do you want to make a bet?"

"Huh? Do you want to bet whether Fu Zhao will give money to those relatives?"

Yang pinched Zhao Shuren's face and couldn't help but sigh in her heart. The skin feels really good, it's still as easy to pinch as when I was young.

"You are the only one who knows my heart. I bet he will never give it to me." Zhao Shuren held his wife's troublesome hand and kissed it.

"I don't think so. After all, they are all relatives, not to mention they are from the same village. If they don't pay, they will have a lot of trouble in the future."

Yang shook her head. She still felt that no matter how greedy Zhao Fu was, he would not go so far.

"You! Then let's wait for the news." Zhao Shuren smiled confidently, as if he had anticipated the result.

the other side.

After Zhao Fu returned home surrounded by relatives, he was stopped again and asked for silver.

"Didn't you agree to give us the money?"

These relatives couldn't help but want to touch the money for a long time, and their tone gradually became urgent and impatient.

"The money is all here, but I can't find it! Can any of you find it?"

Zhao Fu comforted his relatives and glanced at their reactions from time to time.

Sure enough, everyone looked embarrassed.

Which family in this village is not poor? They are all poor, how can they come up with so much money to make change.

Zhao Fu was secretly glad again that Zhao Shuren's family had given him a large amount of money. If the money was too much, he would not know how to deceive them.

"Oh, let me tell you, why are you in such a hurry? There is a market in town tomorrow, and we can just go to town together to exchange money."

"It seems okay. Then we can sleep with you today, so as not to have to run back and forth again tomorrow."

Another person stared at Zhao Fu and said, if Zhao Fu was not happy, he would suspect that this person did not want to give money.

Others have similar thoughts.

For a moment, eight pairs of eyes were staring at Zhao Fu alone.

"Of course, I'll ask my family to prepare more for dinner later. Our family will have a good meal and drink today."

Zhao Fu invited his relatives to dinner with a "happy" look on his face.

Of course those people were very happy.

It was a waste of food and wine, so I could eat more in the evening and save some food at home.

When it was time for dinner, Zhao Fu went into the kitchen and handed a bag of sweat medicine to his wife Zhao, who was cooking, and gave instructions quietly.

"Put it in the food later, and put some in the wine too."

"Zhao Fu, are you crazy?! You actually dare to poison people!" Ms. Zhao looked at her man in shock, as if it was the first time she met him.

"What are you thinking about? This is Mongolian sweat medicine. Do you remember the crazy cow at home who bought the medicine before?"

Zhao Fufu was speechless by his wife's thoughts and immediately explained.

"Let's pack up and leave after dinner in the evening. With this money, our family can live a good life."

Mrs. Zhao also knew that she got three hundred taels from selling land today, so she understood it immediately and happily hugged her man and kissed him fiercely.

Three hundred taels, why would you give it to those relatives?

Wouldn't it be better for them to just move to another place to live? There is no hope of staying in this village anyway.

"Rich, we are really rich now! Why are you so powerful!"