The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket! novel Chapter 325

Chapter 325: Chapter 304, Articulate_2

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Daohua nodded, “Not only do I know them, but Grandmother knows them too. That year, it was from that odd monk that I sought medicine.”

Yan Zhiqiang also remembered and immediately laughed, “Then our family really does have quite the destiny with them.”

Daohua also smiled, “Yes, last time in Jiguang, I also met Granny Gu and the strange monk. I wonder if Granny Gu’s illness has been cured?”

Yan Zhiqiang laughed, “Anyway, since you’re going to build a manor here, you can visit them when you come by next time.”

Daohua immediately said, “That’s what I was thinking.”

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It was at dusk when Daohua and Yan Zhiqiang returned to the Yan Residence, just in time for dinner.

At the dinner table, Old Madam Yan asked a question, “Did you find a good piece of land?”

Daohua nodded, “I found it, I bought five thousand mu of land in Shahe County. I got the deed as well, Grandmother. After dinner, I’ll show it to you.”

As this was said, the table fell silent; everyone was looking at Daohua.

The elders thought: Goodness, so wealthy, to casually buy thousands of mu of land at one go. Her ability to spend silver is even more formidable than ours.

The younger ones felt somewhat upstaged: What to do? The eldest sister has already saved up so much silver on her own, while they were still calculating whether the monthly allowance was enough to spend.

Daohua, watched by everyone, was puzzled: “What’s the matter, why are you all staring at me like that?”

Madam Li coughed once, “Wasn’t it said that the land in Shahe County is poor? Why buy so much?”

Daohua explained, “Mother, that land is perfect for planting yams.”

Yan Zhigao’s eyes moved, and he looked over, “How do you know the land there is suitable for yams?”

Daohua casually replied, “I’ve experimented, Father. Don’t look down on sandy loam; as long as the right crops are planted, the yield is high. Oh, and peanuts and watermelons can be planted on sandy loam as well.”

Yan Zhiyuan looked at Old Madam Yan, and then at Yan Zhigao and Madam Li, smiling as he asked, “Five thousand mu is quite the amount, Daohua. It’s not that your second uncle is nosy, but with such matters, you should consult with the family.”

Daohua smiled faintly, “Second Uncle, I know you are concerned about me, afraid that I will waste silver. But I think, isn’t silver meant to be spent? I took a fancy to that land, and if I can buy it, then naturally I want to buy it. Even if it lays fallow in my hands, it’s my own silver, and it won’t trouble the family. I’ll bear the responsibility by myself.”

The smile on Yan Zhiyuan’s face became somewhat strained.

Alright, this girl’s tongue is getting sharper. In the past, she would have argued outright, but now that she’s a bit older, she’s started to use sarcasm instead.

Madam Li glared at Daohua.

Daohua pursed her lips; this second uncle just likes to meddle too much. Why should she discuss her own spending with anyone else?