Nongmen's fierce wife busy farming

Chapter 150 The news of growing wings

Rather than hearing about it from others, it is better to take the initiative to talk about it yourself. It is not a secret thing at all.

Wang Shirong has been dealing with people all the time, and he has long been used to the three teachings and nine streams.Now listening to the girl's tone, indifferent and helpless, my heart is moved.

Needless to say, this girl's life is not going well, and there is no one in the family who can tell her.

Otherwise, he would be the master of the house at a young age.

Following the silent calculation of the yamen servants, it took a full hour and a half to lay the piles.

It wasn't until the last handful of white lime was buried that one of the yamen servants clapped his hands and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"It's finally healed, I'm almost exhausted."

Bai Ningxiang greeted immediately, Bai Wu poured water, and Baicha served tea, "Please three officials to drink some tea to quench their thirst and rest for a while."

dong dong dong~
After pouring down two bowls of tea for one person, the mind immediately cleared up a lot. A yamen servant wiped his mouth,
"It's really satisfying to quench your thirst. Miss Bai has a heart."

"It's all as it should be, the official is more difficult."

There is no way, although she bought the hill and has the land deed in hand, but without the piling by the yamen servants, it is not considered to have completed the last procedure.

At this time, Wang Shirong took out the red deed from his bag and handed it to the official office corresponding to the number on it. After confirming that it was correct, he handed it over to Bai Ningxiang.
"Miss Bai, please put it away, this mountain will be yours from now on."

The yamen servant saw that Bai Ningxiang would come, so he naturally left some room when he set foot down, and if he put a little water in, he would be able to reap several acres.

Such a large mountain, after the yamen servants came once, there will never be a second time. Going to the countryside is hard work, and there are such unspoken rules below, and the people above are just turning a blind eye.

The piling ended successfully, and Bai Ningxiang wanted to invite the yamen servant to go home for dinner, but was also rejected.

If you receive the benefits, you will be free from eating.

The group returned to the foot of the mountain talking and laughing, Bai Ningxiang sent the yamen servant and Wang Yaji away, and then patted her purse contentedly.

Xifeng finally belonged to him, and the treasure of the mountain also completely belonged to him.

"Sister Xiang, did you really buy this mountain?" The villagers were shocked and pointed to the location of Xifeng. Although they had heard it, they couldn't help but confirm it.

"That's right. After a while, when the wasteland is opened up, I will hire the villagers to work. The wages are the same as the price of the dock in the town. When the time comes, anyone who is willing to come over to open up the wasteland can come."

"Is it really the same price as carrying big bags at the docks in the town? Is Sister Xiang serious?" Some people don't believe that opening up wasteland is much easier than carrying big bags.

"Of course it's true. They all live in the same village. Why should I lie to you? However, the time for land reclamation hasn't been set yet, so you have to wait for news." Bai Ningxiang smiled and took them home.

There is nothing to be afraid of waiting for news, as long as there is work and wages.

In this way, Bai Ningxiang bought a mountain, as if she had grown wings, and it spread throughout the village in the blink of an eye.

So much so that the whole village is boiling, there is no other reason, who made Bai Ningxiang orphaned and widowed, and was often embarrassed by the Bai family, unexpectedly bought a mountain peak quietly.

In addition, when Bai Ningxiang promised to open up wasteland, he would hire the villagers to work, and the wages he paid were not low, which was the same as the wages for carrying large packages in the town.

Who knows if you go to the town to do coolies and carry heavy bags, thirty cash a day, you will die of exhaustion.

Of course, there are also piece-based wages for carrying big bags. The more you work, the more you get, and you earn more than the foreign workers, but the more you do it, the harder it is.

(End of this chapter)