Zeng Da was a tea farmer who lived by the pond. He hurriedly ran from the tea workshop and stood by the side, waiting for orders.

Bai Chongyan ordered: "I want to sell the land. Whose tenants are farming these? How big is a piece of land? Please tell me carefully."

Zeng Dazhu said: "This piece belongs to Yuan Er's family and is ten feet and three feet (about 15 square meters). That piece belongs to Liu's aunt's son and is only eight feet. That piece is..."

"Write it down." Bai Chongyan said to his boy.

The boy brought a pen and paper with him and quickly took notes on the spot. He didn't stop until he had collected ten acres.

Bai Chongyan also sent his slaves to drive several wooden stakes to mark the boundaries of the land being sold.

After everything was done, Bai Chongyan said: "Brother Yuan Zhang..."

"You should call me Brother Zhu." Zhu Guoxiang really couldn't get used to this title.

Bai Chongyan didn't think much about it: "Mr. Zhu, the hillside circled just now must be more than ten acres, and it is estimated that there are fifteen acres left. Among the cultivated land, there are many uncultivated areas with miscellaneous trees and weeds. According to the

It is customary for tenants to cut firewood."

"We will not break the rules." Zhu Guoxiang promised.

Zeng Da said happily: "I thank Mr. Zhu."

In other words, more than fifteen acres of mountainous land is nominally owned by the Zhu family. However, the Zhu family has no right to dispose of more than five acres of barren slopes, which are reserved for tenants to chop firewood.

The next step was to purchase the forest. Neither party was too lazy to measure, so they estimated the area of ​​ten acres to mark.

Back at Biyunting, Bai Chongyan wrote the contract in person, and it was completed after both parties signed and signed it.

Zhu Guoxiang cupped his hands and said, "Mr. Sanlang, the money to buy the land will be sent to your house another day. Today I will talk to the tenants about the matter."

"Excuse me, it's getting late and I should go down the mountain." Bai Chongyan said.

The little kid Bai Qi was already tired from wandering around the mountains.

Zhu Guoxiang asked the child to sit in the pavilion and said, "Wait here. Don't run around. I will come back to pick you up in a quarter or two at most."

"Okay!" Bai Qi nodded obediently.

The father and son took the tenant Zeng Da back to the land they had just purchased.

Zhu Guoxiang kept picking out relatively flat and open areas, with a total area of ​​about 0.7 acres, and told Zeng Dadao: "Go and tell the other tenants clearly that these pieces of land I have selected will not be plowed for the time being. In another twenty days, , you go down the mountain to my wife’s house, and I will bring the corn seedlings and teach you how to farm.”

"That... that's corn seedlings. We have never planted them before, and we don't know what kind of food they are." Zeng Da looked confused.

Zhu Guoxiang thought about it and said: "For other lands, the rules are still the same. How much is the land rent? I will provide the seeds for the lands I selected without charging you a penny. If the corn harvest fails, the harvest will not be as good as planting. I don’t want you to rent a single grain of corn or sorghum.”

Zeng Da was still unsure, but Zhu Guoxiang was the landowner, and for this reason, if he didn't agree, he would be asking for trouble. He could only bite the bullet and said, "It's just Mr. Zhu's arrangement."

Zhu Guoxiang warned again: "The pieces of land I selected must not be sown randomly. If anyone dares to make his own decisions, even if the seeds sprout, I will shovel them all!"

"Listen to Mr. Zhu." Zeng Da obediently agreed, feeling bitter and unable to vomit.

The tea farmers who farm the mountainous areas are all busy picking and making tea today, and Zhu Guoxiang cannot summon everyone together.

He sent Zeng Da away and went down the mountain with the land purchase contract.

Not far away, Zhu Guoxiang suddenly stopped: "Tell me, why am I called Zhu Yuanzhang?"

Ju Ming had a wicked look on his face: "Do you know what the Chinese character Zhu Yuanzhang is?"

"I only know that his nickname is Chongba," Zhu Guoxiang said.

Zhu Ming explained with a smile: "Zhu Yuanzhang, whose courtesy name is Guorui. Xiangrui, Xiangrui, Xiang and Rui mean the same thing. What a coincidence. Your name is Zhu Guoxiang, which is no different from Zhu Guorui. It is only natural that the name Yuanzhang is also used."

"I think you are crazy about wanting to be the emperor," Zhu Guoxiang rolled his eyes at his son, "Don't think I don't know, Zheng Chenggong should be called Zhu Chenggong. What does it mean when you choose the word "success" for yourself?"

Zhu Ming immediately shouted that he was wronged and pretended to be weird: "Dad, my Dean Zhu, I don't have much knowledge, and the name and the name must be the same. In addition to the epitaph, I remember that the inscription means to pay tribute, hastily Now I can only give myself a nickname called success."

Zhu Guoxiang heard a black line, what kind of bullshit is this?

Inexplicably, he became Zhu Yuanzhang, and his son was Zhu Chenggong.

Ju Ming pulled out a piece of weed and held it in his mouth. He looked back at the mountainous land he had just bought and said happily: "We will also be landlords from now on. Let's develop well for a year or two and be sure to gain a foothold here. By the way, when will we build a house? settle down?"

Zhu Guoxiang said: "I asked Mrs. Shen that the people in the village who can build houses and make furniture are all ordinary farmers. They are very busy during this period. If they want to hire people to repair their houses, they have to wait until the rice transplanting is finished."

"Then just wait slowly and remember to pay Madam Shen for room and board." Zhu Ming was not in a hurry.

The father and son walked down the mountain leisurely, and when they reached halfway up the mountain, the sky had turned dark.

Zhu Guoxiang suddenly frowned: "Did we forget something?"

"No." Zhu Ming said.

"You must have forgotten something?" Zhu Guoxiang shook his head and thought.

Ju Ming slapped his thigh fiercely: "Damn it, Brother Qi is still in the mountains!"
Chapter completed!