Old Zhoutou was still telling the tenant farmers about raising cattle. These cattle must be numbered and sold. Although they have to work for them, they must also be raised well.

After he finished his instructions, he turned around and saw the young men working in the open space not far away. He had a good memory. After thinking about it, he said to Li Chang: "I remember that it was a wasteland before, and there were many trees on it.

There are scattered rocks, not even a few trees growing, just weeds, and the foundation has been laid in just a few days?"

The head of the village also smiled and said: "The more people there are, the faster the work will be done. In addition to the craftsmen invited from the city, the young people in our village have also been called in to help. Your family is also generous, and they have twenty cash per day."

Woolen cloth."

Lao Zhou nodded subconsciously. Halfway through, he suddenly felt something was wrong and asked doubtfully: "My home?"

"Yes, your house." Seeing the confusion on his face, the mayor hesitated for a moment, looked at his face and asked hesitantly: "Mr. Dizhou bought this place with me early in the morning, and the next day

Someone came to mark the land, and on the third day a group of people came to start planning and building a house, and they also invited many people from the village to help pick up stones, dig stones and dig foundations. Why, Master Zhou didn’t know?"

Of course, Old Zhoutou didn't know. He was just thinking about what fool would come here to build a house. Not to mention that it is a certain distance from the village, and the land is not good. Just digging stones requires a lot of effort, except for the front and back.

There is no advantage in having a large space and being on the roadside.

Why do you need such a big place to build a house?

The kind of land in the yard cannot be used for growing vegetables. It’s such a waste. But it turns out it belongs to his family?

Old Zhou looked at the many people on the ground and automatically converted them into piles of money, a pile of twenty coins...

Lao Zhoutou covered his heart and asked, "How many days have passed and you have just dug the foundation?"

Head: "...it's only been a few days. Isn't it the 21st today? It's only the fourth day."

"Where we are, so many people can build a house in four days."

Li Chang choked, and after a while he laughed and said: "Master Zhou is joking, if this is a thatched house, we can build it in a day, but the village you want to build is not ordinary, I'm afraid it won't be built in a month or two."

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He added: "What's more, we people can only work hard. How to build this depends on what the craftsmen invited by the house have to say."

Old Zhou shouted, "What, they hired craftsmen to build a house?"

Zhou Lang and others also heard the shouting and turned to look over. He immediately said: "It's over. So you don't know?"

Qian had already realized what he was saying. He glanced at Lao Zhou quietly and said, "What are you yelling about?"

She said: "I haven't heard Lijun talk about this. Obviously, the village was not built for the family's money."

Lao Zhoutou said: "Manbao's money is also money, isn't it family money?"

He muttered: "You can't just spend money carelessly. Dalang and I are the only ones living here. If you and I don't use anything from our family, why build such a good house? Just build a thatched house."

Qian thought, how did old Zhoutou become like this?

Obviously when I was young, I was lazy and liked to make trouble for myself. I was lazy and wanted to enjoy myself. But at that time, my family had no money and it was difficult to even eat.

As a result, now that his family has money, he thinks of being frugal and enduring hardship again.

Qian was not very sincere and said to him perfunctorily: "Okay, the land has been bought and the money has been spent. It's already halfway built. Can you still drive people away?"

She said: "This is also Man Bao's filial piety to you. The reason why I didn't tell you is to give you a surprise. And it's not bad to have a village here. It's not far from the capital. Man Bao and his friends are very fast on horseback. It took more than an hour

We're here. From now on, you can come over here every time you take a break and have fun and see us. How nice is that?"

Old Zhoutou stopped talking about it.

Zhou Lang took the opportunity to step forward and said: "Dad, this village is not all funded by Man Bao, Bai Shan and the Second Young Master Bai are also funded."

Old Zhoutou was puzzled, "What do they pay for?"

"He said that he would leave a room for them, and that the brothers would settle accounts and so on."

Lao Zhoutou felt much better, but he said: "What's the relationship between our families? We just have two rooms. Why do we need special money? It seems that our family is stingy."

Zhou Lang said: "Then I will go back tomorrow and ask Manbao to return the money to them?"

Lao Zhoutou patted him on the head and said angrily: "This push and pull is hurtful, and do they look like people who are short of money? Your sister knows this kind of thing, so don't get involved in it.

and."

Yes, you are the one who is stingy, and you are the one who is unwilling to refund the money.

Zhou Lang touched his head and stepped aside, but Lao Zhou's mood was indeed much better.

Because he was feeling much better, he and others walked over to see the house under construction. As he got closer, he realized that the enclosed land was so large that it extended directly from the large piece of land on the roadside to the edge of the woods over there.

superior.

There is a mountain above the woods. Of course, Lao Zhoutou, who was born in a mountain village in Qili Village and has to climb mountains and ridges to get in and out, does not think it is a mountain. He firmly believes that it is a slope, but that slope is quite good.

It is large and has extremely dense trees. Their family's farmland directly surrounds this slope and then stretches away.

But the village chiefs who looked at Pingchuan firmly believed that this was a mountain. Seeing Lao Zhoutou looking at the mountain, he said: "This mountain also belongs to the village. The villagers collect firewood and the like in this mountain. Every spring, they have to replant the previous one."

Where are the saplings cut down last year?”

Old Zhoutou curled his lips in disgust. There wasn't much in Qili Village, except for the many mountains.

He pointed to the ground that extended to the bottom of the woods and asked, "Have you bought such a huge piece of treasure?"

"Yes," Li Chang said with a smile: "This piece of wasteland is full of rocks, does not grow anything, and is of no use, so Mr. Zhou bought it all."

Old Zhou frowned and said, "Using such a large piece of land to build a house? How big does she plan to build it?"

The director didn't know, so he didn't answer.

Lao Zhoutou turned around and shouted to Zhou Lijun, "Erya, come here quickly."

Zhou Lijun ran over and didn't mind at all when her grandfather called her by her nickname. Now the whole family calls her by her first name. Even her grandma calls her Lijun. Only grandpa, no matter how well he responds in person, he can just turn around.

Forgot to call her "Erya".

Even Zhou Lizhong and others are like this, they always only have nicknames.

So they didn't want to correct him, so grandpa could just scream if he wanted to.

Lao Zhoutou pointed at this large piece of land and asked, "Do you want to build houses?"

"No," Zhou Lijun said: "We have seen this land. The village is built on this side, and the soil on that side is looser and has fewer stones. Ponds have to be dug from there to there, and water is diverted from the ditch on that side.
Chapter completed!