"Yes…"
Fan Jin's eyes were cold.
Zhang Shilu and the Zhang Clan behind him had made things difficult for him time and time again.
The family was mean and the rent was too high.
Then, after going to the countryside, he put on airs and asked the tenant farmers to kneel down and receive the incense. If there was any inadequacies, he would beat or scold them.
The village also had to give free fruits and vegetables, fish, prawns, chickens, and ducks.
Therefore, the tenant farmers of the Wu Family Village had been making a fuss for quite some time, wanting to cancel the lease and not rent it to the Zhang Family.
Most of these fields actually belonged to the farmers themselves.
It was Zhang Huaiyuan who passed the imperial examination. After he passed the imperial examination, he entrusted himself to the Zhang family.
Now the Zhang family threatened to return to the original lease contract for 3000 strings of Guan for 600 mu of land.
This price was too high.
Moreover, the Zhang family was very powerful in the South China Sea, so most people would not dare to take over their land.
This matter was stuck here.
Fan Jin had also heard Wu Sixi talk about it when they were chatting.
The mention of the Zhang family made the young man angry.
Tenants were arrogant and bullies. No one was willing to be a tenant farmer of the Zhang family anymore.
"Brother, should we reconsider?”
"Although we're not afraid of the Zhang family, we don't need to provoke them." Wei Wenqian said.”
Fan Jin's expression was indifferent as he recounted everything that had happened at the inn last night.
"Zhang Shilu is truly despicable. How could he resort to such underhanded methods?”
Wei and Li were also furious.
Wei Wenqian said," In that case, I'll go to the county head and ask the people of the Wu Family Village to prepare the land lease. Then, you can pay the money directly to the county's household registration department and sign the land lease. When the Zhang family finds out, there's nothing they can do."”
"In that case, I'll leave it to Brother Wei."
"Bring a few jars of good wine with you for the provincial examination next year.”
Fan Jin rubbed his nose and smiled bitterly.”
"If you can't pass, no one in Nanhai County can.”
……
After settling down the drunk Wei Wenqian and Li Ning.
Fan Jin was dancing the sword alone in the back garden.
There were no fixed moves, and he could do whatever he wanted.
However, the sword moves faintly formed a chessboard-like airflow around him. Each move was filled with killing intent.
Buying Zhang Shilu's manor was only the first step.
Next, he would see his moves.
The sword in his hand might be able to drink the blood of his enemies.
It was now the Hongwu year, and the world was not in chaos.
Otherwise, Fan Jin would have killed his way into the Zhang manor long ago in order to get a clear idea.
Buying the six hundred mu of land and the fifty or so tenant farmers in the Wu Family Village was to take revenge on Zhang Shilu's clan.
Others did not dare to take over, but Fan Jin was fearless.
Secondly, he really had to have a place to live.
After that, once they had fame, the gentry families would not be considered merchants when they started businesses.
In fact, this was contradictory, but from the Hongwu period to the end of the Ming Dynasty, the gentry had always been one of the officials and merchants.
At that time, the sugar mill would definitely be established. This was a huge profit!
Although Cantonese people were not as addicted to sugar as Jiangnan people, they had sugar cane production areas. Many special delicacies also used sugar, and the sales were not small. They needed their own large fields and manors to set up sugar factories.
The second was to plant grapes on a large scale and open a winery at the same time.
After this experiment, Fan Jin could confirm that fruit wine was quite popular among the gentry and merchants in the south of Ming Dynasty.
Fan Jin's wine-making skills were quite outstanding.
The color of the wine produced was beautiful and the taste was not astringent. As long as they chose the best grapes to grow, the winery would benefit and would not be inferior to the sugar factory.
Wineries and sugar factories required large areas and trustworthy manpower.
It was imperative to buy his own manor.
Next, Fan Jin still had many ways to make money.
But there was no hurry. He could take it slow.
In Da Ming, he had just entered the harbor. The scenery ahead was very beautiful and he could slowly explore it.
……
"Young Master, the horse is here."
Early in the morning, Fan Jin finished his sword dance in the back garden and came out wiping the blade.
The sword was an ordinary item, but it was better than using a withered branch.
They walked straight to the front hall. Wu Sixi and Wu Jingzi were each leading a horse and a mule. They had been waiting for a long time.
"I bought it in the county town's horse market."
Wu Sixi reported,"Four strings of money for the horse and three strings for the mule."”
"Oh, not bad, not bad."
He could only say that it was alright.
Guangdong was not like the north. There were too few sources of good horses.
The white horse in front of him was young and strong. It had a strong body and smooth lines. It was considered a good horse in Guangdong.
Compared to the real divine chariots in the north, there was still a gap.
The mule was not bad. It was covered in black light and had strong muscles. Its body was black and its hooves were snow-white.
No wonder it cost three strings of money.
During the Hongwu period, there was a lack of gold, silver, and copper coins. Moreover, the war had resumed, so prices were very low.
A strong bull was only worth three strings of money.
The dry land in the South Sea was three or four strings of coins per mu, while the paddy field was only about five or six strings of coins.
There were horses and saddles. Fan Jin ordered Wu Sixi to saddle the horses and mules.
Then, he bade farewell to his mother, got on his horse, and returned to Wangjia Village with Wu Sixi.
Riding on a horse was a strange yet familiar feeling.
He had ridden many times in his later life. In the grasslands and the territory of Qing Tang, he had traveled for ten days to half a month on horseback.
Therefore, Fan Jin was very confident that he could pass the test of riding and archery.
When he first got on the horse, he was still a little uncomfortable, but with the rhythmic movements of the horse, Fan Jin quickly found his way back.
He rode his horse and galloped for a dozen miles. He arrived in an hour.
It was much faster than a carriage.
When they arrived at the town's entrance, it just so happened that there was a fair today.
Fan Jin and Wu Sixi led their horses and mules into the city.
Along the way, people kept greeting Fan Jin.
Although the results hadn't been released yet, the news that Fan Jin had been named as the head of the case by the county magistrate had already spread to the Wang Clan Gathering and Fan Clan Village.
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