Awen’s little brows were frowned tightly, almost like a little old man.

The village chief's words were also for her consideration, and in fact they were.

For example, if the county magistrate gives her money for a shop in the county seat, can she still hold on to the land deed and refuse to give it to her?

"Sell it?"

The village chief felt a little tired from standing, so he found a stone and sat down, looking at Awen with interest: "Are you going to buy it?"

Awen raised her eyebrows, looking at this second grandfather, he was really admirable. He could think of such a far-reaching question, but the old is still the hotter.

"You can listen to it and it doesn't cost money."

The village chief smiled again, shook his head and said: "It will be much cheaper if you sell it. First of all, you have to sell the land that has stones and is not easy to grow crops. It is originally used to build houses. This kind of land is naturally much cheaper."<

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Awen didn't get the answer she expected, so she asked again: "Is it cheaper than the land I bought before?"

You must know that the area of ​​​​the land before was only about 100 square meters, but it cost 50 taels!

The village chief looked at Awen with a smile again: "It was you who said you wanted the land next to your house before. It's not my fault."

Awen thought about it carefully and twitched her lips. She really asked to buy this. At that time, she thought it was convenient to manage it because it was nearby.

She rolled her eyes and thought about what the village chief said. Buying land is also very particular.

"Please, Second Grandpa, please give me some guidance for Awen's hard work."

The village chief stretched out his hand to play with the rice straw on the side, and said with a smile: "How come your father, a scholar, gave birth to such a ghost like you?"

Awen smiled noncommittally and waited for the village chief to continue.

The village chief stood up, and Awen quickly pulled him. The village chief stood up from the stone, lamenting: "Hey, I'm getting old."

Awen quickly flattered and flattered: "There, the second grandfather is obviously old and strong."

"My mouth is as sweet as honey. Follow me." The village chief put his hands behind his back and walked forward with a smile on his face.

Awen followed quickly, feeling that her second grandfather wanted to tell her something.

Walking to the end of the village, the village chief pointed to the flat hill: "No, what do you think of that mountain?"

Awen has never climbed this mountain before. Before, she and her second sister went hiking to find food, so they usually went to the mountain.

The small hill pointed by the village chief is opposite the mountain. Shangyang Village is actually shaped like a mountain, with a dense forest in the middle, a small bald mountain on the left, a stream below, and a small mountain on the right.
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The villagers of Shangyang Village live beside the stream.

Nothing can be grown on this small bare mountain. Occasionally, after it rains, the children in the village will go up there to pick fungus.

It might be possible if a workshop was built on top.

"How to sell it?"

The village elder looked at the small hill and smiled proudly: "Well, the location chosen by Grandpa Second for you is good, right? There is water below, which can be used to clean the first mud, and the location is also well-lit. The most important thing is

The location is clear at a glance, so you won’t be afraid even if no one is guarding it.”

Awen also slowly planned in her mind and nodded. It was indeed good. As long as she dug the road clear, it would be more suitable for carriage parking than in the village.

"Second Grandpa, just tell me how you want to sell this mountain. You won't be done just to show me a look, right?"
Chapter completed!