In the next room, Yang Huaming and Mr. Liu couldn't sleep either, so they gathered together to make plans.

Yang Huaming twisted the field deed in his hand, unable to do anything.

"It's so annoying. How can we manage these six or seven acres of farmland? We must die from exhaustion!" he said.

Mr. Liu disagreed.

"If you can't do it, just don't do it. Rent it out and we'll collect the rent," she said.

Yang Huaming said: "With that little rent, I can only live on, and I don't have any spare money."

"What should we do?" Liu asked.

Yang Huaming pinched his chin.

"I plan to sell the two acres of second-grade fertile land I was allocated, and we can do whatever we want with the remaining four acres of third-grade land."

"Two acres of second-class land will cost eight taels of silver!" he said.

"Yeah? So many!"
Chapter completed!