In the afternoon.
Even after the meal, the House of Taste's business was still booming.
The front hall and backyard were all full.
The village chief of Liu Village sat on the steps at the entrance and looked at the long line at the entrance of the restaurant. He couldn't stop smiling.
This was how life should be.
As long as there was a restaurant, their Liu Family Village was destined to never be poor!
The younger generation in the village could also marry a wife!
The Ming Dynasty had been peaceful for decades, and the population had increased. The farmland near the capital region had long been insufficient.
Although the country had a policy of immigration, and even encouraged people to migrate to the border.
However, as long as the people of Ming Dynasty had food to eat, who would be willing to leave their homes?
Liu Dabiao was laughing when he suddenly felt a lump in his throat. He couldn't help but wipe the corner of his eyes.
He couldn't let others laugh at him on such a joyous day.
At this moment, he was extremely glad that he had picked up Qin Mu back then.
If it wasn't for Qin Mu, how could their Liu Clan Village live a life where they could earn cash every day?
The daily profit of 50 silver taels, even after deducting the cost, would still be 40 silver taels.
On average, there were more than two hundred households in their village, and each household could get two hundred wen a day.
In a year, that would be close to 70,000 wen!
Of course, when it came to the specific distribution of money, it definitely could not be divided equally. It had to be based on the amount of work and effort of each household.
Even so, the annual income of any farmer in Liu Village was comparable to the county magistrate!
Qin Mu came out of the restaurant and happened to see Liu Li wiping his eyes. He couldn't help but go forward to ask.
"Godfather, why are your eyes red?”
"Crying?"
"Where?"
Liu Lizheng straightened his neck and said stubbornly.
"I was blinded by the wind just now!”
"Why aren't you busy with business inside? Why did you come out?”
Qin Mu directly sat beside Liu Li Zheng.
"Godfather, it's like this!”
"Let me think about it. We still have to do some business. We can't keep wasting time like this!”
"Therefore, I want to discuss with you to see if there is anyone else in our village who is willing to enter the business register.”
When Liu Lizheng heard this, he was so anxious that he started fighting.
"What?"
"You still want to play around?"
"Son, listen to my advice. I just got the restaurant back, so let's not mess around!”
"Besides, we've already earned quite a lot of money. How much is the county magistrate's annual salary? What's the point of us small farmers earning so much money?”|
"In the future, you can study with peace of mind. In the future, you can take the examination of a scholar, a scholar, and then become a high official. Isn't it better than doing business?”
"Sigh!"
Qin Mu sighed helplessly. Everything about this old man was good, but this brain of his... was
unsolvable!
Just as Qin Mu was having a headache over not having enough merchants, the butler of Lan Manor who had come in the morning came running over.
"Young Master Qin!"
"This lowly one is under the orders of my master to bring young master to Xuanwu Manor to receive it.”
"I wonder if Young Master Qin is free now?”
Before Qin Mu could say anything, Liu Dabiao pushed him hard and agreed on his behalf.
"I have time!"
"Thank you for your hard work, Old Master!"
Lan Yong, the butler of the Lan Manor, hurriedly said that he didn't dare.
"Old sir, you're being too serious. How dare I call you master!”
"You can just call me Butler Lan!”
"Oh, oh!"
"Thank you for your hard work, Butler Lan!"
Liu Dabiao shouted into the restaurant.
"Liu Yue, bring me a jar of good wine!”
Liu Yue was busy in the restaurant. When he heard his father's words, he ran out with a jar of wine marked with 50%.
"Dad, don't drink too much for your health..."
Liu Dabiao snatched the wine jar and glared at his son.
"None of your business!"
After saying this, Liu Dabiao turned around and said to Butler Lan with a smile.
"Butler Lan, this is a little courtesy from this old man. I hope you won't refuse!”
Lan Yong wanted to decline, but after hearing Liu Dabiao's words, he could only accept it with a smile.
"Then thank you for the wine!”
Liu Dabiao pointed at his son.
"Listen!"
"As expected of someone from a wealthy family. Your words are pleasant to the ear!”
"You idiot, you can't compare to a single hair of his in ten lifetimes!”
After Liu Dabiao finished lecturing his son, he pushed Qin Mu hard.
"Son!"
"Hurry up and take over the manor!"
"I heard that the manor is the best manor in our Ying Tian Prefecture. Even the imperial manor can't compare!”
"We're innocent people. If we work hard and become prime ministers in the future, wouldn't it be a hundred times better than doing business?”
"Sigh..."
Qin Mu sighed again.
"Alright then!"
"Brother Yue, get someone to follow me to take over the manor!”
When Liu Yue heard this, he felt as if he had been granted amnesty. He hurriedly ran to gather his men.
Not long after, thirty strong men were called over. Each of them was armed and looked murderous.
After all, he had fallen out with the Lan family in the morning and had his arm chopped off.
What if the Lan family sent someone to take revenge?
Qin Mu wasn't as much as they wanted, but he was very curious. Why was Lan Yu in such a hurry to give him a manor?
Moreover, it sounded like a very good manor?
Could it be that Lan Yu realized that she did not have long to live and began to make friends?
But even if he wanted to make friends, it wasn't his turn, right?
The group quickly arrived outside the city. After walking another five miles, they arrived at a manor.
However, from the outside, it could be seen that the manor was well taken care of.
There was a peach tree near the main road.
It was late autumn, and the peach trees were full of pink nectarines.
The group passed through a peach forest and arrived at a small village.
Qin Mu stood on the carriage and sized it up. There were about two to three hundred households.
Overall, it was about the same size as Liu Village.
However, the land here was twice as large as Liu Clan Village.
If his guess was right, these people were scamming the farmers in the manor, who specialized in farming for the main family.
Qin Mu had never thought that before he became a capitalist of Great Ming, he would become a landlord of Great Ming.
However, seeing that he was taking out a few potatoes and a few grains of corn from his space bag, this landlord class really had to put in some effort.
Whether or not he could change the planting structure of Great Ming and allow high-yield crops such as potatoes and corn to bloom everywhere in Great Ming depended on whether or not he could manage this manor well.
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