Peasant girl who traveled through time: I brought an earth with me

But Zhong Chuchu thought about it and let it go.

In order to avoid subsequent disputes, it is better to get it done once and for all.

In the end, she spent a total of 18 taels of silver to buy one acre of land.

Song Lizheng took her to the open space, let her circle a piece of land, and then went to the county government office that day.

In just three days, the land deed was completed.

When the land deed with the official seal was handed over to her.

Zhong Chuchu found a sense of belonging here for the first time.

In order to thank Song Lizheng, she bought two kilograms of high-quality mutton from the Almighty Mall and brought it to the Song family.

Song Lizheng's mother-in-law was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth. She pulled her and kept praising her for her abilities.

"Dabao Niang, why are you so good at doing business? I will feel relieved if my Song Yan follows you!" Ms. Song said sincerely.

She sent her son to study, but she just wanted him to get a good name, reduce the tax for the family, and she never thought about getting promoted to a higher position.

As long as her son can pass the exam and become a teacher in a private school in the town, she will be grateful.

Being an official is too far away to make money!

So now she is eager to please Zhong Chuchu.

"Aunt Song is so polite. Mr. Song has done me a great favor!"

Zhong Chuchu said:
"The Song family are all kind-hearted and principled. I am lucky to be able to ask Mr. Song to help me!"

Mrs. Song was very happy when she heard that she was so humble.

She secretly sighed, this Dabao Niang knows how to behave, how to do things, and how to speak!
The land matter has been settled, now it’s time to find reliable workers.

Zhong Chuchu slapped her head, now that she is in the Song family, isn't Song Lizheng the most suitable?

But before she could speak, the other party asked:

"When do you plan to start construction?"

"As soon as possible. I know the weather is bad. You can pay more."

She didn't want to build it too luxuriously.

There are only three rooms. When the two children grow up, they will have their own rooms.

Then there is a study room and kitchen, and finally there must be a toilet.

The toilets here are unbearable to mention.

In her dreams, she wanted one with automatic flushing like the one in her previous life.

Although the house is not complicated, some small plans still require a skilled craftsman.

"I wonder if Song Lizheng can help me find a suitable master?"

"You also know that I, a woman, don't understand this. You are the leader of our Qingyan Town. You have to help us with the house building!"

Song Lizheng felt very happy after hearing what she said.

"Well, don't worry about this. I will help you find some people who can work quickly. They are all masters. They will work carefully and ensure that they are to your liking."

When Zhong Chuchu heard this, she felt relieved.

With Song Lizheng coming forward, there would be less trouble.

She thanked her first and then said:

"If Song Lizheng has channels for the materials used in building a house, I hope you can help me contact them. I hope you can always help me check the price and quality."

Song Lizheng naturally agreed.

In fact, he won't get any benefit from it.

However, as an upright person, he also has to find some errands for everyone from time to time.

This also helps to increase his prestige.

What Zhong Chuchu did made him feel very sensible.

After discussing this matter, she was ready to go home.

Mrs. Song asked her to stay for dinner, but she refused.

"Auntie, I have two children at home. I have to go back and cook for them."

"Yes, yes, look at me, how could I have forgotten this?"

Mr. Song patted his head and said:

"Then wait a minute. I'll grab a handful of the pickles I've made for you." After saying that, she went straight into the kitchen.

"Don't dislike these pickles. This is your Aunt Song's specialty. Restaurants in town often come here to buy it, but she can't bear to part with it."

Song Lizheng smiled and said:
"We don't pickle many pickles every year, so we treat them as treasures every day."

Zhong Chuchu just smiled and said nothing.

Not long after, Mrs. Song came out of the kitchen with a big bowl in her hand.

Zhong Chuchu took the bowl and thanked:

"Auntie, thank you very much. I'll go back right now and I'll wash the dishes and bring them to you later."

Mrs. Song smiled and waved her hands:
"Don't worry, you can bring it over again tomorrow."

Back home, the two children were already looking forward to it.

She smiled and said, "Are you hungry?"

"No, mother."

Dabao said:

"Grandpa Wang came again just now and brought a box of paper over. Seeing that you were not at home, he helped us move it in, and then left again."

Zhong Chuchu looked towards the door, and sure enough there was a wooden box.

"Well, after you have dinner, you can go to the old house and invite your grandpa and others to come over tomorrow."

Dabao nodded and said hello.

Zhong Chuchu was cooking in the kitchen, and when the meal was ready, she opened the trading mall.

She thought about browsing for any construction supplies.

Among other options, a lot of building materials are found.

Cement, sand and gravel, ceramic tiles, wallpapers, wires and water pipes are all available.

The price is also within her affordability range.

It's just that how to use these things requires long-term planning.

The next day, Mr. Lin came over early in the morning with Mr. Lin.

The two of them started working without saying a word.

Song Yan is no longer here. Practice makes perfect between the two of them. Even if they don't know the words, it seems they can distinguish the order clearly.

Zhong Chuchu did not go over to help, but was drawing drawings of the new house in the study.

Because I have a background in art, I know everything about design, so it’s not troublesome to draw.

They were busy until noon, and everyone had a casual meal.

Mo Yu is here.

Because the old man of the Lin family is at home this time, there is no need to avoid it.

Simply invite people into your home directly.

As soon as Mo Yu entered the courtyard, he said hello to Mr. Lin and then followed Zhong Chuchu into the study.

In order to avoid suspicion, the study door was left open.

"Tell me, why are you here this time?"

Zhong Chuchu poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of him.

Mo Yu looked at the furnishings in the room.

Although there is nothing valuable, it is more elegant.

Take the tea set in front of you as an example. Although it is not a high-quality tea set, it is elegant in shape and has a sense of loneliness in the empty mountains.

He took a sip of the tea soup. After the slightly bitter taste in his mouth, a clear fragrance of tea burst out from his mouth, with a sweet aftertaste.

It is indeed good tea!
Moreover, the skill of this tea maker is not inferior to that of some tea masters!
Only then did Mo Yu understand why Zhong Chuchu had such an expression before drinking the tea he made.

It turned out that he was not just pretending, but that he felt that his tea-making method was a waste of good tea!
"Mo Zicheng is dead!"

Mo Yu said with a cold face:
"You've already guessed it, right?"

Zhong Chuchu paused while holding the teacup, then put the teacup down and said quietly:
"Do you think this engraving and printing technology is a great achievement?"

Mo Yu raised his eyebrows, "Isn't it?"

"The reason why this achievement is great is that it frees up countless manpower and saves financial resources."