Rebirth of the leisurely life in ancient times

The village chief also recovered and said, "Yes, don't worry about this. The village chief will tell everyone and will definitely not make things difficult for you."

"Xuan girl! I, an old man, thank you on behalf of all the villagers. If it weren't for you, we wouldn't know any medicinal herbs!"

Xia Zixuan also knew that the village chief had always been a good one. He had always hoped that under his leadership, the villagers would be able to live a better life, but he was powerless!

And now she has found this herb to sell that can make money and supplement the family income. Isn't he excited?

No matter how high or low your income is, you can make money as long as you are willing to work hard.

"Grandpa Village Chief, you don't have to be so polite. I am also a member of our village! When my family had problems, everyone helped me. Now I can help everyone, and I am very happy!"

"And Grandpa Village Chief, I also want to buy a piece of land to build a house, right there in the wasteland at the foot of the green mountain."

After Xia Zixuan finished talking about medicinal herbs, she also brought up the matter of buying land and building a house.

"Okay, okay, then how big a house do you want to build, Xuan? How much land do you need?"

The village chief asked Feng to get him the notebook in which he recorded the population, land and other things, and asked her questions while flipping through it.

Xia Zixuan thought for a moment and gave a number, "Grandpa Village Chief, I want to buy 200 acres of wasteland first. See how much silver it costs."

When the village chief heard that she wanted to buy so much wasteland, he said to her earnestly: "Xuan girl! You can't use so much wasteland even if you want to build a house! We are farmers! We should buy more good farmland to grow food."

Xia Zixuan also knew what the village chief meant. After all, it was ancient times and ordinary people with a little money wanted to buy more land. As the saying goes, if you have food in your hands, you will not be worried. The older generation was afraid of being hungry.

She looked at the village chief and said, "Thank you for your concern. I have made up my mind. I will buy other wastelands that can be used. Don't worry, I won't let myself starve."

Seeing that the village chief wanted to say something, Xia Zixuan immediately said, "Then the village chief is looking for good farmland. I want to buy 20 acres."

The village chief glanced at her and said nothing more. He flipped through the booklet and said, "Well, since no one is reclaiming wasteland at the foot of Qingshan Mountain, I will allocate 200 acres of land to you.

Now an acre of wasteland is one tael of silver. There happens to be a small river next to the land, so I'll give it to you. I do have good farmland, but now I only have ten acres of it. It's top-quality farmland, and one acre is ten taels of silver."

"Okay, thank you, Village Chief. I'd like to ask you to help me get the land deed tomorrow."

Xia Zixuan covered her face with her sleeves and took out three hundred taels of silver notes and a fifty-tael silver from the space and handed them to the village chief.

"Grandpa Village Chief, here are three hundred and forty taels of silver."

"Okay, I'll send the deed to you tomorrow."

The village chief took the silver, but he didn't ask her where she got so much silver from, because everyone knew that she had a master, and they all thought that it was her master who gave it to her. But it was better this way, as it saved her the trouble. After saying goodbye to the village chief's family, she went home without stopping.

After five or six days of picking herbs, every family earned several hundred coins, and some even earned more than one or two ounces.

Just as she had said before, the village chief delivered her land deed to her the next afternoon.

But when he came, he was still carrying a lot of things in his hands. Xia Zixuan looked at the village chief and Xia Changxing in surprise and said, "Village chief, Uncle Changxing, come and sit down and have a rest and drink a glass of water. Why are you carrying so many things?"

The village chief and his companion put the things down, drank a glass of water and said, "These are all things the villagers asked me to bring to you to thank you. They were afraid you would not accept them, so they gave them to me."

Xia Zixuan said in embarrassment: "Grandpa Village Chief, I told everyone to dig herbs but I didn't ask for anything in return! I..."

Xia Changxing thought of what everyone said when they sent the gifts to his house, "Village Chief, you must make sure Xuan Yatou accepts them!"

"Yes! Village Chief, we have handed the things over to you. We will not take them back. You can do whatever you want!"

"Yes, Xuan told us that we can dig herbs to exchange for money, and we can't pretend that we know nothing. Besides, we didn't give any good things, just some food from home."

He smiled and said, "Xuan girl, just accept it! Otherwise, your village chief grandfather won't be able to report to you."

The village chief also pretended to be pitiful and said, "Xuan girl, can you bear to see the village chief grandfather being nagged by them?"

Xia Zixuan didn't expect that the villagers would ask the village chief to send her things. She looked at the things inside and saw that they were all some green vegetables or wild vegetables, and wild fruits. Although they were not expensive, she saw that they were all cleaned very cleanly, and she also felt everyone's sincerity.

She looked at the village chief pretending to be pitiful and said with a smile: "Okay then! In order not to make things difficult for the village chief, I will accept the things."

"Oh, you are the best, Miss Xuan. Here is your land deed, you must keep it well! From now on, those wastelands will be yours."

Xia Zixuan took the deed and looked through it. "Well, thank you, Grandpa Village Chief, and thank you all for the gifts. Grandpa Village Chief will tell everyone that you don't need to send gifts anymore in the future."

The village chief stood up and said, "Okay, the village chief grandpa will tell them. Okay, it's getting late, we will go back first."

"Okay, then Village Chief and Uncle Changxing, take care." Xia Zixuan stood up and walked the two men out the door.

After watching the village chief and his companions walk away, she went back to pack up her things and began to prepare the sickle and cart for harvesting rice tomorrow. The cart was made when the original owner's father was alive, and it was very convenient to use to push things in this age without cars.