When I go out, apart from what I want to buy privately, all other food and accommodation expenses are naturally taken care of by Song Qiu.
After paying the bills for everyone else's breakfast one by one, Song Qiu immediately divided everyone into several groups.
We went all the way to the town office, all the way to the lumber yard in the west of the town to inquire about the market, all the way we walked around the market, and all the way back to the inn we guarded our luggage and carriages.
Song Qiu, Lihua, Aling, and Yang Dalian went straight to the town office.
Not understanding the situation in Chunlin Town, and in order to prevent the town office clerk from seeing her as a young girl and being perfunctory and unwilling to talk to her, Song Qiu directly asked Yang Dalian to negotiate the matter, and she just followed behind and listened.
The town office is located behind the market. It has an old appearance and the guards have gone out to patrol. The gatekeeper is an old guard. Hearing that Yang Dalian wanted to ask about the land outside the town, he led them in to look for the person in charge of this area.
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The clerk was also an old man, with most of his hair white, his eyes gray, and his ears seemed to be a little hard to use. After Yang Dalian struggled to speak several times, he listened clearly.
"Are you talking about the Daxing Yaozi area? Let me think about it."
The old scribe still had rheumatism in his hands. He trembled and picked up a book and started flipping through it. After flipping through it for a long time, he stopped, pointed to a page and said: "There are three acres of wasteland, sandwiched in a forest, and there are no trees around it.
No one wants to open up wasteland, you want to buy it? What are you buying it for?"
Yang Dalian responded: "I plan to build an inn there. I wonder if the land will be sold? How will it be sold?"
Open an inn?
The old scribe raised his gray eyes to take a good look at Yang Dalian, but couldn't help but miss him and look at Song Qiu and the other three standing by the door. The expressions on their faces seemed to be curiosity, but also surprise.
After a moment, he said: "Open an inn? The wasteland is useless, but it can be sold. You can buy it for three taels of silver per acre."
Yang Dalian looked back at Song Qiu.
Song Qiu thought that her land by the Songshan River did not cost three taels per acre, but three acres cost nine taels. It was safe to buy it and it was not expensive, so she nodded.
Yang Dalian replied: "Buy!"
Immediately, he gave nine taels of silver, and another one penny to match, and a stamped land deed with the name Daxing Yazi's three acres of land came into Song Qiu's hands.
The beginning was good. She didn't expect to buy the land so easily. With the title deed in hand, she could do whatever she wanted with the land and no one would say anything.
Back at the inn, Tao Dongping and Bench Shunzi, who were responsible for visiting the market to see the prices of various vegetables and meats, also came back.
The price of goods in Chunlin Town is similar to that in Panshi Town. The most important thing is that there is also Fang Ji's grocery store. The bean paste and red oil are not sold here, but sweet potato starch and dried chili are sold.
Tao Dongping and his father Tao Zhengcai had done shopping before, so they were familiar with these things. Song Qiu asked him to go shopping, and he didn't go to the market in vain. He had already found out which store in Chunlin Town had the freshest pork.
Which one has good rice and noodles, which one sells fish at a good price, and which one has an easy-to-talk boss?
This and so on, we have all done it well.
After hearing this, Song Qiu had an idea in his mind. The inn was about to open. It was natural to come to Chunlin Town for the convenience of purchasing ingredients. Not to mention being a little closer, it also avoided the trouble of going out of the city and into the city, which would save a lot of time.
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When he was young, Tao Dongcheng, who went to the lumberyard, also came back with Dazhong Tiangen'er.
The lumberyard is located on the outskirts of the west of the town, backed by the mountains of Daqingshan, with deep forests and dense trees. Every year around the Qingming Festival, many lumberjacks go up the mountain to cut wood. The wood put down along the Qingshan ravine enters the lumberyard. After passing through a
After a series of treatments, it finally turned into wood that can be used to build houses.
The timber yard in Daqingshan is rich in fir, which is not expensive and suitable for ordinary households. It is strong and durable and not prone to moisture. It is most suitable for building houses.
Tao Dongcheng's trip was not in vain. He had already struck up a conversation with a steward at the lumber yard and asked him about a good carpenter in Chunlin Town who was currently idle.
After lunch, Song Qiu asked Tao Dongping to take someone to find the carpenter, take the inn drawings she had drawn, and talk to the carpenter about building a house.
Tao Dongcheng went to look for a small courtyard that was quiet and could be rented for a short period of time.
Mian Mian and A Yin stayed at the inn to guard the place, while Song Qiu's trio, plus Yang Dalian and Dazhong who drove the car, took the car out of the town and headed for Daxing Yazi.
Daxingyazi is about fifteen miles away from Chunlin Town. A large stone is embedded on the right side of the official road, with three characters for "Lizhou Boundary" engraved on it.
On the left, there is a three-acre piece of grassland, with tall and dense woods behind it. Fortunately, this side of the boundary monument is an empty cliff. The mountains are far away and cannot block the sunlight, which makes this piece of grassland bright and not so bright.
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In the direction of Qiuling County, go forward for about a mile. On the left, passing through the woods, there is a road that is slightly narrower than the official road and not as smooth as the official road.
There are footprints and ruts on the road, which proves that this road is walked by people. When they passed here yesterday, they also met passers-by who came out of this road. They also asked if they could go this road for more than twenty miles.
It is a town called Cannabis, and further ahead is the boundary of Shouzhou.
There are many people walking this road. As long as you get on the official road, no matter which direction you turn, you will definitely be able to see this piece of grassland. When the inn will stand here, anyone who is not blind can see it.
Whether you come here for a meal or a break for a cup of tea, it’s all business, right?
Song Qiu and others walked around and looked at this place, and the more they looked at it, the more satisfied they were with this place.
Yang Dalian, who was driving to find a nearby village, came back soon and said that there was a small village at the foot of the mountain behind the forest.
At that moment, Song Qiu and the other three got into the car, and Yang Dalian drove the carriage back and got off the road to Marijuana Town.
After walking for a short time, we entered a trail in the forest. The carriage could only pass half of it. In the second half, the road was too narrow and there were many gravels, so the carriage could not pass.
From here we can already see the village not far ahead.
Dazhong was left watching the carriage, while Song Qiu and others got out of the carriage and walked towards the village.
The village at the foot of the mountain does not look affluent at first glance. Most of the villages have thatched courtyards built with earthen walls. There are a few small wooden houses with small courtyards that look a little better.
After entering the village, there was a woman sitting under the thatched door of the first family's mud-walled courtyard, rubbing mung bean clips. When she gently fiddled with the dried clips, the round mung beans inside rolled out.
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Seeing several strangers entering the village, the woman stopped and looked again and again, with curiosity in her eyes.
Which village do these three little girls with the same flowers come from? Why did they come to their Xiaoyao Village?
Because she was a young woman, Song Qiu stepped forward and said, "Sister-in-law, I wonder which family the chief of your village is from?"
Looking for the village chief?
Seeing that the three little girls were pretty and lovable, the woman was not prepared at all. She immediately put down the dustpan in her hand, stood up and said, "Come on, I will take you to find them."