Nongmen eldest sister: full-level bosses go to escape and farm

Chapter 77

After dinner, Mu Zhixu asked Gu Lin to accompany her to the village chief's house.

If you want to open up wasteland, you have to hurry up. Even if the plowing is over in late spring, what are you still doing to open up wasteland?
"It's okay to open up wasteland, and it will all fall under your name. I don't need a field." Gu Lin said.

"Actually, there is no need to open up wasteland. We can buy land. I will figure out how to deal with the money."

Land reclamation is too troublesome, and Ah Xu has to keep an eye on it and fertilize it.

"Land needs to be bought, but wasteland also needs to be developed. As long as the wasteland is reclaimed, we only need to apply for a land deed and it will be ours. Moreover, the first three years are tax-free. I don't want to miss such a good thing." Mu Zhixu smiled. .

There was a glint in his eyes, "Anyway, you just listen to me."

Gu Lin looked at her helplessly, "Okay."

Mu Zhixu laughed even harder.

The two walked side by side through the village road and went to the village chief's house.

After they left, a few girls with complex expressions not far away were hesitant to speak.

Several people thought that Mu Zhixu was not good enough for the glamorous Gu Lin, but they didn't have the confidence. Although Mu Zhixu had dark skin, he was a good parent.

It's not that they don't have confidence, to be honest, Mu Zhixu is still the prettiest girl in their village even if she is cheating.

Mu Zhixu and Gu Lin naturally don't know what other people think, and if they know, they won't take it to heart.

The two have arrived at the village chief's house.

Today is also the ten-day holiday of Hongle Academy, and the youngest son of the village head's family, that is, Zhou Mingxin, just came back.

He had heard his father say more than once that Gu Lin, the newcomer in the village, was a young genius, and even his cousin who was admitted as a scholar felt ashamed.

My heart has long been curious about Gu Lin.

When I saw him today, he really deserved his reputation, and Gu Lin's aura shocked him.

"Boy Gu, girl Mu, why are you here looking for me?" The village head smiled and looked at the two people who came in side by side.

Especially for Gu Lin, his eyes were burning.

He thought of what his nephew said, if he could get Gu Lin's advice, then his son's examination for a scholar would be a sure thing.

But this kind of thing can't be rushed.

He knows that scholars are arrogant, especially those with real talents.

Mu Zhixu took a look at the young man next to the village chief. He looked about twenty, dressed in a long gown, with arrogance in his brows.

Just for a moment, she withdrew her gaze, looked at the village chief, put the two boxes of pastries she was carrying on the table, and then said, "It's like this, I told the village chief the other day about opening up wasteland, Our yard is almost ready, and it will be almost done in three or five days. We can't wait for the land reclamation. No, I want to ask the village chief to help me find a few people to open the land. Not many, ten will do. .”

"In terms of wages, it is calculated according to the wasteland that has been developed, thirty yuan per mu of land, not including food."

The wages are calculated according to the area of ​​land reclamation, which can prevent people from stealing and cheating to the greatest extent.

If a strong laborer is diligent and gets up early and works late, he can basically cultivate about an acre of wasteland a day, and some people can open about an acre and a half.

Thirty cents per mu is quite a bargain.

Mu Zhixu doesn't plan to open more, about [-] acres is enough. After three years, she will turn this [-] acres of wasteland into fertile land.

The village chief hardly had to think about it, and nodded with a smile, "Don't worry, I will definitely choose a strong labor force for you who can endure hardships and stand hard work."

It just so happens that some poor people in the village have less land, more people, and a lot of strong laborers. It would be good to let them earn more money.

The pressure in the village is not that great either.

"Then trouble the village chief."

"No trouble, come next time you come, don't bring anything." He looked at the letter of ceremony on the table and said helplessly.

"Just a few pieces of pastries, for the children's sweet mouth." Mu Zhixu said with a smile, "We won't bother the village chief, let's go first."

After speaking, they stood up to say goodbye and leave.

It wasn't until people left the yard that the village chief looked at the two pastries and sighed.

Although young, he is very experienced in dealing with people.

"Father, why are you sighing?" Zhou Mingxin asked in puzzlement when he heard his father sigh.

"I'm lamenting that they are not simple." The village chief shook his head, "But yes, if it is simple, how can a few children survive in troubled times."

He had heard that 30 to [-] people had died while fleeing famine.

So scary.

I would rather be a dog in a prosperous age than a person in a troubled world.

"Your cousin said that Gu Lin is very knowledgeable, and his examination of talents is like picking something out of a pocket. You recruit bright spots, seek opportunities to ask others for advice, and put away the arrogance in your heart. Your cousin always looks down in front of others. Yes." The village head turned to look at his youngest son.

As one of the few scholars in the village, he didn't think there was anything wrong with his son's pride.

But pride also has a wink.

Zhou Mingxin listened to his father talking about it all the time, and he felt rebellious and indifferent in his heart, but when he saw Gu Lin today, even if the two of them didn't speak, he still felt ashamed.

It's not about looks, it's about charm and bearing!
He knew that this was because of the vast knowledge in his mind.

He put away his arrogance and said seriously, "Don't worry, Dad, I know how to do it."

This son has always been his most proud existence. The village chief smiled and nodded, "That's good. Also, Mu Zhixu should not be underestimated. It is not yet certain what she is capable of, but she can let Gu Lin listen to her. If it’s not, even if it’s outside, it’s up to her to decide, this is her ability, and you need to pay attention to it.”

The village head is an old man, and Mu Zhixu is different from ordinary girls.

Now Zhou Mingxin was a little puzzled, but although he was puzzled, he took his father's words to heart.

Coming out of the village chief's house, Mu Zhixu and Gu Lin strolled home.

The few young people in the family practice martial arts and read books. Under the influence of Mu Zhixu and Gu Lin, they are very self-conscious.

Even Mu Zhihe was holding books in his spare time.

The two didn't disturb them and went to talk in the room.

"I got the news from Zhao Qingru that Zhennan King's army was defeated, and now they have withdrawn from Yongding Mansion and retreated to southern Xinjiang." Gu Lin said.

He never wanted to hide from Mu Zhixu what happened outside.

Mu Zhixu smiled, "It's expected."

"Well, Shen Qinghe took advantage of the victory to pursue, and Annan Road Jiedu envoys came back and forth to attack, wiped out the Zhennan King's [-] army, Zhennan King's vitality was seriously injured, and Southern Border lost three cities. Now it's not a climate, and it's just a matter of time. Question." Gu Lin also smiled.

There was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

Similarly, he also got news that one of the reasons for the defeat of King Zhennan was because of his second son.

"Chu Huaiyan has disappeared?" Mu Zhixu smiled playfully, "This Chu Huaiyan and the jade-faced fox beside him are quite interesting."

Gu Lin understood what Mu Zhixu meant, he laughed, and said meaningfully, "The king of Zhennan dares to raise troops, the wealth in his hands is indispensable, but now... how much is left is unknown."

Chu Huaiyan...

There was a deep look in his eyes, and he disappeared for a moment.

(End of this chapter)