The beautiful pastoral field of Jiangmen girl

Chapter 354 Buy Wasteland (2)
Six pigs were killed this time, and four more were killed a year ago, so there was no shortage of fat.Therefore, the housekeeper Gu asked people to carry more than 100 catties of fat meat and three pots of fat to the kitchen, and asked the kitchen to use them all for refining oil.He asked someone to bring a large basin, filled a large basin of blood sausage and sent it to the kitchen.This is boiled and eaten at night.

Xiaojuan came over and said, "Housekeeper, Miss, please come down and leave some big bones and tailbone for the kitchen. In the evening, I will add a dish of stewed sauerkraut with big bones to the house. Also, weigh out ten catties of big bones, pork belly and fat meat." Twenty catties, sent to Mr. Lu's yard."

After hearing this, the housekeeper Gu kept about thirty catties from the big bones and tailbone that were going to be frozen, and sent them to the kitchen.Immediately after that, the ones from Mr. Lu's side were prepared and sent in a basket.

Zhang Da came with the car, and he handed the five pig bladders that had been inflated and fastened to Guan Mu, "It's clean and washed. Give it to the young master to play with."

Guan Mu grabbed the string tied to the pig's bladder and ran outside the classroom.Qingyang and the others were in Mr. Lu's class, Guan Mumu didn't dare to go in, and stood outside waiting.

After a while, Mr. Lu's class ended, and Chen Qiaojiang ran out first.He saw five strange things in Guan Mu's hand, "What are these?"

Guan Mumu stepped back, "I don't know." After a pause, he immediately added, "For the young master."

Chen Qiaojiang was very curious, and stretched out his hand, "Bring it."

Close the wood and retreat again, "This is for the young master."

Just as Qingyang was coming out, he saw what Guan Mumu was holding in his hand at a glance, and his eyes lit up, "Ball, it's a ball."

Chen Qiaojiang wanted to snatch it, Guan Mutou found the backbone, dodged Chen Qiaojiang and rushed to Qingyang, "Master, Zhang Da brought this for you to play with."

Qingyang's eyes were bright, "Brother Xiao Rong, brother Hao, come out quickly, let's play football."

Chen Qiaojiang was very dissatisfied, and took advantage of Qingyang's inattention and snatched one over.

Qingyang waved his fist, but he didn't make a real move.

Luo Xiaorong came out of the school, saw something in Qingyang's hand, and jumped up, "The ball, it's a ball." He also recognized that when he followed his grandfather to the ancient mansion in the capital, he played with Qingyang. Pass.

Hao also came out, and he just stared curiously.

Qingyang stuffed three of them to Guan Mumu, "Give it to my sister, and ask her to hide it for me." He made such an arrangement because he knew that Chen Qiaojiang would not grab what his sister had put away.Seeing Guan Mu go away, Qingyang threw the one left in his hand on the ground, kicked it, and the pig's bladder rolled away.He went to chase, "Come on, come on and kick."

Luo Xiaorong pulled Hao on and chased after him.

Chen Qiaojiang was stunned for a moment, watching Qingyang and the three of them chasing the rolling so-called ball while rushing to kick it. He glanced at the one he had snatched, threw it to the ground quickly, and raised his foot to kick it.The so-called ball rolled away, he was happy, and shouted to chase after it.

At this time, Qingyang suddenly ran from the side, kicking the ball away before him.

Chen Qiaojiang jumped angrily, "It's mine, it's mine, don't grab it."

Qingyang yelled while chasing and kicking, and soon kicked with Luo Xiaorong and the others.

Looking at the four students who were happily chasing the ball and scrambling for each other, Mr. Lu stroked his beard and laughed.

Qing Shu came over with a book in her arms, "Sir, do you have time?"

Mr. Lu nodded and said yes, and entered the school first.

Qing Shu followed in, put the book on the table, and took off the cotton gloves on his hands.She opened the page with the bookmark in the book and pushed it in front of Mr. Lu, "Sir, which of the fruit trees written on this page grow in Huizhou?"

"Why are you interested in fruit trees again?" Mr. Lu said, took the book to him, and looked down for a while, "As far as I know, there are apple trees, pear trees, peach trees and apricot trees in Huizhou, and there are no jujube trees. It’s rare.” He clicked on the word orange tree, “I’ve only seen it on the south bank of the Anning River.” “Mister has heard of this plum tree, but never seen it. As for the sour fruit, it grows in the mountains and is not easy to see. .Others, some have heard of them, some have not heard of them, in short, Mister doesn’t recognize them.”

It is very rare for someone who does not work in agriculture to recognize some fruit trees. Qing Shu put away the book, "Then, sir, do you know where there is an orchard in Huizhou? Tell me a few for the younger generation. It is best to have more varieties of fruit trees. , and is willing to sell fruit tree seedlings in the orchard.”

Mr. Lu stroked his beard and looked at Qing Shu, "Are you thinking about things again?"

Qing Shu directly admitted, "Yes! The younger generation is going to buy wasteland. When spring comes, we will reclaim the wasteland and plant fruit trees. After a few years, when the fruit trees bear fruit, the younger generation will have their own orchard."

"The orchard is not easy to manage." Mr. Lu paused after saying this, "Have you decided?"

Qing Shu answered simply, without any hesitation, "It's decided."

Mr. Lu looked thoughtful, silent for a moment, and said, "You go! The matter of the fruit tree seedlings, sir, will be resolved. You go back and think about it, and write down all the fruit tree seedlings you need. Before planting, sir Will try to find as much as possible.”

I just came to inquire about the orchard from the well-informed Mr. Lu, but I didn't expect Mr. Lu to take the job of finding fruit saplings. This is really a surprise.Qingshu performed a standard female salute, "Mr. Xie."

Mr. Lu smiled and waved his hands, "Hurry up, hurry up, if you don't leave, those people outside will only care about playing with excuses, and won't come in for class at all."

Qing Shu giggled, put on her gloves, and left the school with her books in her arms.

On the second day, Qing Shu asked the housekeeper to follow Cheng Yaren to the yamen.In the north of the town, there is a large barren slope of nearly [-] mu between Sunjia Village and Fengjia Village, as well as the nearly [-]-mu wasteland and a small hill from Fengjia Village to the north to the border of Liangzhou. Qingshu decided to buy all of these places. Down.

Cheng Yaren and Master Zhang were very surprised, they did not expect that the Gufu would really be bought.

Steward Gu asked Master Zhang, "Master, how much money do you need to buy these wastelands?"

Master Zhang said, "Wait a moment." Then he hurried out.After a while, he came back, "I have already asked my lord for instructions. What lord Yu means is that the barren slopes between Sun Family Village and Feng Family Village receive 75 taels of silver, and 800 taels of silver for a thousand acres of wasteland. Cashier. What does Steward Gu think of this price?"

After hearing this, Steward Gu hurriedly said, "Thank you, Master, for speaking well for the Gu Mansion in front of your lord. The Gu Mansion has no objection to this price."

Master Zhang chuckled, "It's fine if you don't have an opinion. Butler Gu, it's like this. Your house has to pay a deposit of 100 taels of silver first. After paying the deposit, the yamen will send officials to re-measure the number of acres and draw the boundary. At that time, there was no need for your government to add silver taels if the number of acres was too large. If the number of acres was a little worse, the price was still the same price, and the Yamen would never charge less. How about it? No problem!” He immediately added, “But don’t worry, it will only be more than usual. There is no reason to pay a few acres, but there is no reason to reduce the number of acres." Because in the past, no one wanted them, and there was no careful measurement at all. The data left in the yamen is roughly estimated, and the actual number of acres will only be more, not less.

(End of this chapter)