Only then did Chu Munan realize that he had mistook them for robbing robbers.
"Old man, we are not robbers. I am here to buy the dozen weeping willow trees in your yard."
"What? You want to buy a weeping willow tree?" The old man inside was a little strange: "People are starving to death, why are you buying a tree? Don't even think about lying to me, old man."
Chu Munan waved to Cui Teng.
Cui Teng immediately grabbed a small handful of rice from his pocket, put it in a small cloth bag, and threw it in through the crack of the door.
"Old man, if you are willing, we can exchange food for it."
As soon as Chu Munan finished speaking, the door creaked open.
The old man held the small bag of rice with trembling hands and asked: "You...are you really willing to exchange grain for it?"
"Yes." Chu Munan nodded: "Not only in exchange for food, if there is a drought next year, I can also provide you with precious water sources to rejuvenate your yard."
"It's done, it's done." The old man said: "Actually, I am the owner of this yard. The rest of the family have fled, but I can't bear to part with the flowers, plants and trees in this garden. They are my lifeblood, so I
Choose to stay and live and die with them."
"That's the truth, so if you need it, you can dig up all the flowers and plants in the yard today."
The old man was extremely happy immediately.
Most of the industries in Anyang City belong to Anjia.
Nowadays, most of the people in Anyang City have fled, leaving only some government officials and some particularly wealthy or powerful families.
It took them a whole day to dig out all the flowers, plants and trees in the yard.
At this time, An Qingyuan was in the hall, drinking tea and playing chess with distinguished guests.
Now, he barely maintains the yard with a little water from a well in the yard.
Even the county magistrate of Anyang City is An Qingyuan, the eldest son of the An family.
Chu Munan sighed: "There are very few people in the world who love flowers like this old man. But now, if they stay here, they will probably die of drought, so they might as well sell them to me."
"Really?" The old man trembled all over.
If the drought continues, all the flowers, plants and trees in his yard will be destroyed.
He followed Chu Munan all the way until Chu Munan and others went up the mountain, then he returned to the city to report.
Chu Munan suddenly had an idea and said: "If I am willing, you can go back with me and take care of these flowers and plants. I will pay you monthly wages."
A thin man opened his eyes wide the moment he saw Chu Munan.
So, several people started digging out the willow trees and flowers in the yard with garden hoe.
When they were digging the tree, the sound alarmed the surrounding area.
Chu Munan was worried that Ruan Xiangxiang would miss him, so he took the three of them up the mountain overnight.
"It's true, but..." Chu Munan's voice changed: "You said that your bosses are all gone, and you are just a yard caretaker. So, can you make the decision?"
He loved flowers, grass and trees all his life, and all the flowers, plants and trees in this yard were his lifelong efforts.
For example, Anjia in Anyang City.
"These days, I have been troubled a lot. I would like to thank Mr. An for taking care of me."
Chu Zichen said.
Although the content of his words sounded very polite, his tone was not very polite.
An Qingyuan said hurriedly: "What did His Highness King Chen say? It would be a great blessing for His Highness Chen Wang to be able to come to the house."
Chu Zichen picked up the tea and took a sip.
An Qingyuan looked at him and was about to ask tentatively when a young man suddenly came outside.
