Supreme peasant girl to turn over

Chapter 6 Lack of Money
Li Yun frowned and said: "There is no cash now, all the money your father and the others earn has been handed over to your grandma. Even the food you eat now is given by your Aunt Li, and their family is not living well. Fortunately, my sons are all grown up and can earn some money.”

Yang Fengxian knew who Li Yun was referring to as Aunt Li. The original owner had a best friend named Li Mingxiu, who was the youngest daughter of Aunt Li's family.

Yang Fengxian was a little frustrated. Now that she has no money, she can't buy land. In the future, it will be good to make a fortune from watermelons and peppers, and she doesn't want to give up just yet.While she was reluctant to part with the good idle land, she also suffered from lack of money to buy it. After thinking twice, she decided to try her luck with the village chief.

When he arrived at the village chief's house, the village chief was sitting in the yard smoking a hookah. When he saw Yang Fengxian, he narrowed his old and dim eyes and said, "Hey, girl Feng is here. What can I do for you?"

The village chief's surname is Wei, and he is the most respected person in the village. Sometimes when he sees Yang Fengxian and Yang Quanfu, he will give them some food. Yang Fengxian also respects this kind old man very much.

"Grandfather of the village chief, I came to ask you, does the wasteland at the foot of the mountain have an owner?" Yang Fengxian thanked the sister-in-law of the Wei family for the bench and sat next to the village chief.

The village head said slowly: "No one farms that piece of land, it belongs to the village now. Why do you ask this?"

Yang Fengxian said bluntly: "Grandpa the village chief, I want to buy that piece of land."

The village head knocked on his cigarette bag, and tried to persuade him: "Girl Feng, the old man advises you that there is no water in the wasteland over there, and it cannot grow rice. Even if you buy it, it will be a waste of money. The land can be used to build a house, but your family doesn’t have the money to afford a house yet, right?”

The village head has always been displeased with Zhao Yuehong's treatment of the third family, and he sympathizes with them very much.When Yang Fengxian came to buy land, he was afraid that the little girl would be ignorant and buy land that could not grow crops for nothing, wasting money, so he wanted to persuade her to get rid of this idea.

Yang Fengxian felt warm in his heart, but he still said with some embarrassment: "To tell you the truth, our family doesn't even have the money to buy the land now. I want to ask... can I owe you first, and wait for the harvest to come?" I'll make it up again."

The village chief shook his head, but still wanted to persuade her: "Son, that land can't grow crops. Grandpa doesn't want you to waste your time and delay other ways of making money! The little girl's home is to embroider things at home and go out. Selling can be exchanged for a few big boys."

Yang Fengxian knew that the village chief had good intentions in persuading her, but at this time she couldn't confidently say what she could grow, so she could only say vaguely: "Grandpa village chief, thank you, but I still want to try."

The village head tried to persuade her twice, but he couldn't persuade her, so he didn't persuade her anymore.There are only a few acres of wasteland on the left, so let Feng girl try it if she wants to.But the words still have to be said: "Okay, but there is one thing, don't cry if you can't grow anything."

Yang Fengxian nodded with a smile, showing two small canine teeth, looking playful and cute: "Then thank you, grandpa, the village chief!"

The village chief put the pipe pot aside and asked, "Which one do you want to buy? The dry land over there costs one tael of silver per mu, and there are five mu in total."

Yang Fengxian thought for a while, then asked again: "What's the price of the sandy land over there?"

The village chief looked at her in amazement: "Sandy land is not counted as land anymore. If you want it, you can pay two cents per mu, and the total is ten mu."

Yang Fengxian thought of the coming summer and the watermelons growing well. Once she started selling watermelons, someone would definitely follow the smell. By then, the sandy land would not be at this price, so she gritted her teeth and said, "These five acres of dry land and ten I want all the musha land!"

The village chief couldn't sit still: "This is seven taels of silver! Feng girl, can you grow crops worth seven taels of silver in this wasteland?"

(End of this chapter)