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Chapter 99 Buying a Barren Mountain 2
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A stout man with eyes as wide as copper bells slapped the explainer on the shoulder.

"Which mountain in our county doesn't grow a few jujube trees? It's useless, except for the little brats who are willing to climb the mountain for a long time to pick some, who wants it?"

The person being photographed quickly shrank his shoulders to hide, and continued:
"Brother, you obviously said that the candied dates made by my sister-in-law are delicious, but no one wants them."

"Idiot, idiot,"

The other party stretched out his hand and patted it a few more times before saying:
"What's the condition of our family? Just because of this, I can't bear to eat candied dates with so much sugar wasted every day. How many people in this county live better than us?"

"Then... the barren mountain, shall we still sell it to him?"

"Why don't you sell it! Make money, do you want money? We know that jujubes don't charge money and few people pick them. What does he know, sell it to him!"

Similar conversations happened in several places. Shangyong County is really not that big. In such a short time, the news that a stupid young man with too much money wants to buy Zaoshan has reached the ears of those who should know. inside.

Yang Luo booked the best inn in the area—actually, he didn't need to book it. It's not the season when caravans from Shangyong County often come, and no one stays at the inn.

This inn was opened by a relative of the previous county magistrate.However, it is said that the relationship between the previous term and this term is not bad, so even if the backstage is no longer the number one, the inn still sits firmly in the top spot.

Then Yang Luo quietly waited for someone to come to the door.

The next morning, someone was peering at the door of the inn. They saw Yang Luo slowly going downstairs to have breakfast. They even said something about it being too greasy. Knowing that the difficult master was completely up, they hurriedly went back to report.

After a while, a person from the county who specializes in land sales came to the door and brought several pieces of information about the barren mountains.

After listening to the other party's introduction one by one, Yang Luo guessed that these places were distributed in different directions. Several forces in Shangyong County had reached a preliminary agreement. Let Yang Luo decide.

Yang Luo got up from the wooden stool, and the attendant standing behind him immediately stepped forward to smooth the wrinkles on Yang Luo's clothes, and even wiped his hands with a damp cloth.

The dental man curled his lips, thinking what a great deal, he would have to be served after sitting for a while, and he was not a serious businessman at first glance.Those who are serious about running a business, no matter how much money they have, are very rough when making money, and they are afraid of delaying the opportunity.

Thinking about it this way, he became more convinced of the success of this business. People like Yang Luo, who are coaxed by the family to exercise, are the happiest when spending money.

Yang Luo stepped on the stool and was helped by the guards into the carriage. After sitting down, he opened the corner of the curtain and said to Yaren coldly:

"You come up too, it will go faster. Show me the way, and I will go see the places you mentioned. If it's not good, I won't follow you."

Yaren didn't step on the stool, but climbed up on the passing ground, and squeezed on the shaft of the car with the guard driving the car, showing the other side the way.

The first one to go is naturally the barren mountain under the name of the county magistrate's family?

Although it is said to be a barren mountain, it actually has some uses, otherwise these families in Shangyong County would not buy it - they want to give their cattle and sheep a place to graze.

This has to be said about the population composition of Shangyong County. Except for the Han nationality, which has the largest population and has been settled for the longest time, the rest are all ethnic groups on the grasslands that once submitted to Taizong of the Pei family.

For example, the Soge tribe is where the current magistrate Ulange is, the Dada tribe is where the previous magistrate Yima is, the Sala tribe is the most distantly related to the Soge tribe but has the largest number of people and the largest sphere of influence, and there are also reservations The Motu tribe has the most grassland customs and is the most likely to provoke disputes.

The Han people would hardly buy these barren hills in Shangyong County. They would rather buy fertile land and real estate. Only these tribes divided the surrounding barren hills in order to more conveniently raise cattle and sheep.

However, it doesn't matter if you take it out and sell it. It's a big deal to change to a barren hill with farther distance and less vegetation.

The barren hills owned by the Soge tribe are not the largest in area, but the grassland is very lush, and there are indeed many jujube trees growing there. Moreover, this season is the season when jujubes are ripe. Some children from nearby villages come here to pick jujubes, which are obvious from their facial features. He is a Han child.

The herdsmen of the Soge tribe who were grazing on the mountain didn't care, opened their eyelids and took a look, and lazily ordered:
"Don't climb too high, no one will pick you up if you fall."

The children also agreed happily, and then decisively took off their coats and pants, revealing their bare backs and calves, and began to climb.

"Why are they... taking off their clothes?"

Yang Luo asked the herdsman puzzled.

"Why, I'm afraid that my parents will find out if I scratch my pants. Then they should cry and let my parents spank. You Han people, hmph, even if you are timid, you can't die if you fall from such a short tree. "

Yang Luo saw that although the herdsman kept saying that the Han people were timid, he told the child not to climb too high. He felt that he should be a kind-hearted person, so he lifted his robe and sat next to him on the dirty ground without hesitation.

"Hey, do you often graze on this mountain?"

The herdsman scratched his slightly curly hair and replied:
"Yes, the cattle and sheep of Master Ulan's family are all in my family's care."

"Then you must know these jujube trees very well. Do you know how many jujube trees there are in this mountain? How does it taste?"

"There are quite a lot, more sheep than our master's family, but I don't know how many there are, I can't count them, and I haven't counted them."

Yang Luo glanced at the sheep that were scattered on the mountain and were covered by grass, only showing a few white sheep. He felt that there were not many of them, so this comparison did not explain anything.

"As for whether it tastes good or not, some of them are not bad, sweet ones, but these Han bastards have good noses, so they picked them off early. The little bastards in our tribe can only pick some sour ones. They don't like to eat them, and they don't like them now. Picked up."

He glanced at Yang Luo, obviously he knew the reason for his visit. After all, if the tribe wanted to sell the mountain, his family would have to go farther to graze. The Wulan family had already told them.

But he didn't object, because the Wulan family also said that if they moved to a farther place, they would give their family some more sheep.

So he also actively introduced the situation to Yang Luo, and asked:

"What kind do you want to buy? The mountains of our tribe are very good. Look at the grass, how tender it is. The cattle and sheep are cute to eat. The horses of our master Ulan's family also eat the grass here."

"Oh? This mountain also has grass suitable for horses to eat?"

Yang Luo asked the herdsmen to point him out, and asked his attendants to pick a large handful and put them in his arms.

The herdsman looked a little distressed. He would cut a lot of this grass and take it to Wulan's house every day when he drove the flock back, and he could sell it for money.

Yang Luo nodded with satisfaction and signaled Yaren to stop standing and sit down together to talk. Then he spoke:
"The place I want is a village with a lot of people nearby, and a piece of flat land. It's best to buy it with just one family, and don't need to occupy land with ordinary people."

　Thanks to 20230416-year-old Wuyou A for the reward, to book friend [-], and to Miss Guo Xiang for his monthly ticket.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)