Because Boss Feng received the payment, he also paid the flower farmer's money.

The flower farmer who got the money was very excited and decided to invite Xiaoer and Shangguan Xuanyi to his home for dinner.

At the kind invitation of the flower farmer, Xiaoer and Shangguan Xuanyi came to the village chief's house for dinner. Several women came over carrying chickens, eggs, ducks, bacon and other things.

Xiaoer knew that people in the village were willing to kill chickens and ducks for food all year round, and only on some traditional festivals.

Now she took it out for herself to eat without hesitation. She was very touched.

Xiaoer was embarrassed to just sit and wait for food. Besides, the room was full of men and she was the only one who was female, so she said to Shangguan Xuanyi, "I'll help cook."

Shangguan Xuanyi nodded.

Xiaoer walked out. In the yard, there were women killing chickens, some fish, and some ducks. It was like a wedding banquet.

"Auntie, let me help!" Xiaoer rolled up her sleeves and prepared to help cut potatoes.

The woman saw that her clothes were made of expensive materials that they had never seen before, and her small hands with thin skin and tender flesh did not look like someone who had done such a job. If the potatoes were not cut, cut her fingers into pieces. What to do if it falls? The village chief's wife quickly stopped her: "Young madam, don't do anything, we can do it."

"Yes, madam, the knife is very sharp. What should I do if I hurt my hand?" The person next to me also advised.

Xiaoer easily dodged the village chief's wife's hand that reached out to grab the knife: "It's okay. I do this often, so don't worry."

None of the women present believed Xiaoer's words. Those tender little hands didn't look like they had ever done any work.

It was just that after Xiaoer cut the knife, they were all dumbfounded: when the knife went up and down, they saw nothing clearly, only some shadows, and then one potato turned into a pile of potato shreds, and the potato shreds were thin and even. .

Before the women in the village came to their senses, Xiaoer cut all the seven or eight potatoes in the basin into shreds.

Now they believe that Xiaoer cooks often. If she doesn't do it often, how can she develop her knife skills? They don't have this ability anymore!

Finally, Xiaoer impressed several women in the village with her cooking skills.

The taste of this dish is so delicious that you won’t even miss the juice.

She is beautiful, has a sweet voice, is noble yet approachable, and her cooking skills are so good that all the women in the village are very fond of Xiaoer.

It would be great if my daughter was like this!

Then they thought that they looked like a rich girl from a wealthy family, but they could grow flowers, farm, cook, and knew more than they, who were just digging in the soil. However, their daughter was not as beautiful as the others, and her skin was No one is white, no one is delicate, and no one has to work neatly! How can I get married in the future?

They had a deep sense of crisis and decided to let their daughters work more in the future!

Xiaoer's cooking skills made the men praise Shangguan Xuanyi for marrying a good wife.

Although Shangguan Xuanyi didn't talk much, the corners of his mouth were always raised, and he was obviously in a good mood.

After eating, Xiaoer and Shangguan Xuanyi walked around.

They were looking for a place to make a scented tea workshop.

Anyway, Tian Niu and Ma stayed in this town to collect information, so Xiaoer decided to let them manage the workshop, which would make it easier for them to collect information.

The land was quickly found. It was a homestead in Huatian Village. It was not far from the flower field but a little far from the village. It was a good place to build a workshop.

Because drying roses requires a large space, Xiaoer felt that the land was not big enough, only more than three acres. She wanted to buy the long-lost house next to it and the yard attached to it. , so that the workshop would have almost five acres of land, which is barely enough.

Xiaoer asked the village chief who owned the abandoned house and explained his intention.

The village chief knew that Xiaoer planned to build a scented tea workshop in Huatian Village, and he was extremely happy: "That house belongs to Liang Dashan's family, I will take you to find him! It is far from the village, and they have not lived here for a long time. The houses inside It’s also collapsed. It’s still deserted anyway, so they will definitely sell it.”

"Here comes the village chief!" The two of them followed the village chief and walked into the village again.

The village chief took them to the door of a house at the end of the village and banged the door: "Dashan, Dashan! Open the door quickly!"

Even though the village chief is old, he is quite angry.

But no one inside responded.

"Big mountain! Big mountain!..." Still no one answered.

But the door was bolted from the inside, which meant there was someone in the room.

"Watch guard! Guard guard! Open the door quickly!" When he was called by his first name, the village chief got angry and called him by his nickname.

"Here it comes!" At this moment, a faint reply came from the room.

Xiao'er heard his name and asked: "Village chief, is the owner of that house a watchman? Will our coming at this time prevent him from sleeping?"

"It's the watchman, so we all asked him to do the watch, but now he can't do it, so his godson has to do it. Don't be afraid, Dali has already gotten up by this time, he should have gone to fetch water."

After hearing this, Xiaoer felt relieved. She had to work as a watchman at night and could only sleep during the day. She didn't want to do something so rude and prevent a watchman from sleeping. After all, others had to work at night. .

"Whoever calls the watch, whoever calls the watch."

"Here you come! Village chief, you're here to stir up trouble!" Liang Dashan walked out dragging a leg that was unable to move.

"Who asked you to shout for a long time but you still didn't answer!"

"It's not because you called me Dashan at first. I forgot that my name was Dashan! I didn't know you were calling me!"

The village chief almost died of anger after hearing this. It was actually his fault to call him by his name! I wanted to save him some dignity in front of the nobles, but he was wrong!

"You! You! You are so stupid, you have even forgotten your own name!"

The watchman smiled sheepishly and invited a few people into the house.

He wanted to make tea for a few people, but his legs and feet were inconvenient, so the village chief and Xiaoer stopped him. The village chief got to the point: "This is Mr. Shangguan, and this is his wife. They are going to build a house at the head of the village. Workshop, the homestead in the village is not big enough, I want to buy your shabby yard, how much money can you tell me?"

"That house is too dilapidated to be inhabited, so we sold it as a homestead. There is a front and back yard, plus an acre and a half of land. How about a total of six taels of silver?" The watchman did not expect that anyone would buy his dilapidated house. After all, there was a place there. It is far away from the village, the terrain is a bit remote, and there are not many people.

But if it can be sold, the family will have more money, and the watchman will be happy.

Six taels of silver, the watchman didn't ask for much, and the village chief felt relieved after hearing this.

Xiaoer took out six taels of silver: "Old man, this is six taels of silver. If you want to sell it, please come up with the land deed so that we can ask the village chief to transfer the ownership for me."

"Okay, okay, I'll get it right now!" The watchman took the money and dragged his injured leg to find the land deed.

At this time, another voice came from outside the door: "Dad, who came to our house?"

Shangguan Xuanyi stiffened when he heard this voice.

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