Little Qingyu, who was playing, soon noticed Lin Wanwan's gaze, dropped the building block castle toy in her hand, and rushed towards Lin Wanwan: "Mother! Hug!"
Lin Wanwan picked up the little one and asked her, "Which one of them does Xiao Yu'er like to accompany you?"
Xiao Yu'er hugged Lin Wanwan's neck and gently bit her ear: "Mother, I like you the most."
Lin Wanwan smiled and said: "Mother knows, but I still want to find someone to accompany you when she is busy. You choose one."
Xiao Yu'er's big eyes looked back and forth at Yun Shang and Huanong. The two Silla maids knew that the young master was choosing someone, so they hurriedly stood at attention, their faces slightly tense with nervousness.
Xiao Yuer pointed at Yun Shang who was looking at Qingli more: "Mother, I want her to play with me."
Good looks are an advantage.
Lin Wanwan immediately agreed and said to the two of them: "From now on, Yunshang, you will take care of Xiao Yu'er and be responsible for her daily chores. As for Huanong, you will be responsible for cleaning the house and accompanying me when I go out."
The two Silla maids replied in unison: "Here!"
This is the meticulous work of making a house, and the rough work of a maid.
After arranging the Silla maids, Lin Wanwan asked Xiao Qingyu and Yun Shang to stay at home, while she took Kunlun and Huanong out, rented a carriage, and went straight to Xiaoxi Town.
It wasn't that Lin Wanwan was too arrogant, and the maid who had just arrived dared to let her take care of the baby. The main reason was that the little one had a fever for two nights in a row, and it was too much trouble to take her back and forth, and she was afraid of tiring her.
Fortunately, the servants have the deed of sale in their hands, and the restrictions are much greater than that of modern nannies. The crime of running away from slavery is not a small crime.
Lin Wanwan went to Xiaoxi Town to retrieve the carriage and horses she ordered. Now that Kunlun is the groom, the carriage can be taken home.
Without his own carriage, it was inconvenient to go anywhere in this dynasty where carriages and horses were very slow.
The next day, leaving Huanong and Yun Shang at home to look after the house, Lin Wanwan took Xiao Qingyu and Wang Duliu, who had recovered to health, back to the countryside in a carriage to conduct field surveys in Linjiazhuang.
Although the carriage was not open-top, the curtains were raised, and the breeze was blowing slowly, which was quite cool.
Lin Wanwan secretly brought back modern tires for the carriage and installed them with rubber. Shock-absorbing springs were also installed on the carriage. It is estimated that this carriage is more comfortable than Tang Huang's.
There are so many peppercorns, Lin Wanwan has no reason to wrong herself. People, it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality, but it is too easy to go from frugality to luxury.
Wang Du expected that he and his young apprentice were riding in Lin Wanwan's other car and were following behind. Their psychology was complicated all the way.
This little lady in front of me is really different. She can't live in a convenient town, so she wants to build a house in the countryside.
The carriage was still a short way from the village entrance, but was blocked by a rugged and narrow mountain road. Lin Wanwan got off the carriage with Xiao Qingyu in her arms and said: "If you want to be rich, build the road first. Wang Du expected that I will build the road all the way to
Is it possible to go to the courtyard gate?"
Wang Duliu twirled his beard and replied: "As long as the lady is willing to spend copper coins, even if she wants to build a road into the city, I can do it."
Lin Wanwan laughed and said, "That will help me."
Kunlun was left to herd the horses and watch the carriages. Lin Wanwan held Xiao Qingyu in her arms and walked towards the village with Wang Duliu's master and apprentice.
The people in Linjiazhuang saw a few people from a distance and raised their hands to say hello.
The children who had nothing to do were holding branches, pretending to be beating horses, and followed behind the crowd.
Little Qingyu got down from Lin Wanwan's arms, holding a glass jar filled with melted beans, and became her child king. The children all said "Little Yu'er" in their mouths and kept calling "Little Yu'er". Snacks
The financial owner is their king!
When Wang Duliu and his apprentice were measuring the land, many people from the village came to watch the excitement after receiving the news.
Patriarch Lin also came over and kept saying, "Why bother to invite someone? It's a waste of copper money. Just wait until you have time to ask the men in the tribe to help with it, and then it will be built."
Lin Wanwan smiled but said nothing. There are some things that require specialization, and the money must be spent.
After surveying the land on site, Wang Duliao and his apprentice left first.
Lin Wanwan went to Lin Mengbo's house to rest as usual. But today, she was not just resting, she also planned to persuade Lin Mengbo to plant the seeds she brought in the fields.
The box containing the seeds had been kept at Lin Mengbo's house since she brought it in the day before yesterday.
The houses in Linjiazhuang are surrounded by farmland. The fields are not big, but there are quite a lot of them. But most of them are barren and have little yield.
On the hillside, people have also mined a lot of fields, and each family has divided them.
Lin Wanwan was also allocated a piece of sloping land next to Lin Mengbo's family. So she wanted to persuade Lin Mengbo to plant the same things as her.
You can't grow rice on the mountain slopes, but you can grow sweet potatoes! Lin Wanwan bought a lot of seedlings. At the end of July, she can plant a wave of autumn sweet potatoes.
The patriarch didn't believe her about the matters in the fields, so she had no choice but to retreat to Lin Mengbo.
In fact, Lin Mengbo didn't believe that, but he was always grateful to Lin Wanwan for saving Daya, so he gritted his teeth and agreed to accompany her.
At worst, if there is no harvest, their family will just eat a few more mouthfuls of seafood. As long as he can go to the sea, the family will still be hungry.
The seeds Lin Wanwan bought were semi-finished products and could easily survive. She placed the little green jade at Lin Mengbo's house and played with a group of children. Lin Qin was weaving, so she could watch them.
Lin Wanwan used a few toffees wrapped in oil paper to exchange for the older children to go to the entrance of the village to show her horses and carriages, and at the same time asked the tall and strong Kunlun to come back.
If you want to farm, you can't waste a big man like Kunlun.
Lin Wanwan herself does not know how to plant. She has read a lot of books on planting this month, but they are all just words of advice. But she is very confident in her improved seeds from a thousand years later, so when she directs them, she is very clear-headed.
Lin Mengbo shook his head at her performance. How could anyone rely on books to cultivate the land? Look at what this little mouth said, "bah, bah," all in written language that he couldn't understand.
He started farming when he was 12 years old. He had never heard of anyone directing farmers to farm after reading a book. It was like the sun was rising in the west.
But the fields had already been cleared, and when trouble came, he had no choice but to bite the bullet.
As for Kunlun, he had no other ideas at all. The master gave him meat, white rice, and whatever kind of work he should do. Originally, most of their Kunlun slaves were mainly engaged in heavy physical work, so farming could also be done.
.Anyway, if the master asks him to go east, he will never go west. This big guy has a stupid head, and he will do whatever the master says.
After being busy until evening, Lin Wanwan finally directed the people, plus herself, to plant all the sweet potatoes.
Lin Wanwan wiped the sweat from her head. Fortunately, she wore thick sunscreen and wore a curtain, otherwise her skin would probably have peeled off.