I have made a fortune by farming

Chapter 311 Mass Burial Mound

Song Ying still remembered that when she went on a trip in her previous life, a portion of potato shreds on the mountain sold for the price of a large plate of stew!
The environment determines the price, so there is nothing wrong with a Liangpi for [-] cents!

When she said this, Huo Zhaoyuan was too embarrassed to think her price was too expensive: "Let me try a bowl."

"Okay." Song Ying grinned.

Huo Sixiang also came, and looked at Song Ying eagerly. Song Ying was not polite, and took out the mahogany sword from the incense ash altar. The mahogany sword was a bit gray, but it smelled... …It is quite unique, and naturally it is different from those sold outside.

But Huo Sixiang impatiently handed the 50 taels of silver bill to Song Ying, and then quickly took the peach wood sword over.

He didn't sleep well last night!

"What are you doing?" Huo Zhaoyuan frowned.

What if you don't change your infatuation?

Why is he still sending things to his subordinates now?

"It's nothing, the little official just bought some things to ward off evil spirits." Song Ying looked very frank, and because of her frankness, Huo Sixiang felt that she had taken advantage, and even gave Song Ying a thankful look.

Song Ying responded very honestly.

The mini mahogany sword bought for two Wen changed hands for 50 taels.

She is a successful businessman.

The debt is paid by the master, this adult took advantage of her and accepted her uncle, so he must give some greetings, right?

Huo Zhaoyuan sneered, and figured out that Song Ying was stealing money. She had a dark heart, opened her mouth, and sold a broken mahogany sword for 50 taels. This amount of money was enough to hurt Huo Sixiang for a year. that's it.

But at the moment he is the "elder".

Thinking of Song Ying's pitifulness, he didn't open his mouth to stop him, but Huo Sixiang looked at him eagerly: "My lord, is there still something ethereal by my side?"

"No." Huo Zhaoyuan was telling the truth.

He couldn't see anything at the moment.

Huo Sixiang breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you Mrs. Huo for giving up! I will definitely keep this little thing safe!"

Make the most of it!

Huo Zhaoyuan sneered again, and stared at the mahogany sword.

Both the master and the servant are not talkative, and it is not good to stay here for too long at this moment, after all, there is a difference between men and women, it is better to have some distance, let people take away the food made by Song Ying, and Huo Zhaoyuan strode away.

But as soon as he returned to his room, Huo Zhaoyuan said: "Bring it."

"What?" Huo Sixiang froze for a moment.

"Peachwood Sword." Huo Zhaoyuan looked calm.

"My lord!?" Huo Sixiang hurriedly clutched the thing on his chest, "I just bought it for my subordinate..."

"As timid as a mouse, how can an imposing man be afraid of ghosts? Leave the things to me. After these few days, you go to the mass grave to practice your courage." Huo Zhaoyuan's expression did not change.

What mahogany sword do you want? !shame.

Huo Sixiang was dumbfounded: "My lord..."

Seriously? !Mass grave!
"Being upright and clear of ghosts and spirits, don't dare to invade, Si Xiang, you are still not good enough, my lord, I... It's for your own good." Huo Zhaoyuan's attitude softened a little.

Huo Sixiang is not an ordinary servant, he is the son of the old department of the Huo family, he has been with him for many years, and he also has a fifth-rank official position. To him, Huo Zhaoyuan is naturally somewhat different.

Huo Sixiang was stunned.

Is it really for his own good? !Then why didn't he say it when he took out the money just now!

It always feels weird!

On the other side, Song Ying chose two women and took them to sell things in the temple compound.

The booth location provided by Huo Zhaoyuan is really good, but she has inquired about it secretly. These few days, only small businesses are allowed to rent booths in the temple, so the rent for her position should be around [-] yuan, and the rent for other worse locations is less some.

Stacks of cold skins were placed on top, complete with side dishes, which immediately attracted the attention of others.

(End of this chapter)