"Why are there so few people in Nanquan Village so close to the city?" she asked Zhou Rong.

In her mind, Zhou Rong is a know-it-all and knows basically everything.

"The location of Nanquan Village is actually a bit embarrassing," Zhou Rong said: "It's too close, and many things are often involved. Therefore, many people either move to the city or relocate, so that there are not many people in the village.

,"

"What does it mean to be involved? Is it okay for us to move here like this?" she asked worriedly.

"Yes," Zhou Rong said in detail: "In the past, the government officials did not act and oppressed the people. Nanquan Village, which is closest to the city gate, has become the target of everyone. Therefore, many people are not willing to live here for fear of being

Bully,"

"what about now?"

"Isn't there Mr. Li Han now? He is very strict. If people don't do that, the Nanquan Village has been quiet for a few years. However, the people who left have settled down in other places and are not willing to do so.

came back."

Xi Yao understood.

This situation is actually similar to what they encountered, they were bullied.

"Then let's move here. It will be convenient for the second brother and the second sister-in-law to go to the city to do business. If the eldest brother is in the city, it will be close for the sister-in-law to visit," she said happily.

Seeing that she was thinking about others, Zhou Rong couldn't help but ask: "Don't you think about yourself?"

"Think for yourself," she murmured, feeling that there was nothing to think about.

For now, she feels good as long as the Zhou family is well.

The two walked along the village for a long time, discussed it, and finally chose a piece of land. After asking the price, they were ready to take it.

"Where are you going? The big boss is waiting for you at home." Zhou Shun thought of the guest who was giving his parents a headache, so he hurriedly greeted him.

Mom and dad are in a dilemma, wondering whether to entertain or not!

But if they don't entertain them, people will get angry looking at their pot.

But as for entertaining, there really isn’t anything delicious to entertain at home.

There was no braised food today, and there was no fragrance at all in the yard. They didn't know it, so they asked Zhou Shun to go out to look for it, and then met them halfway.

"Just wait, it's not like we are asking for help," Zhou Rong said casually.

"I'm a guest, how could you do this?" Xi Yao rolled his eyes, feeling that Zhou Rong was foolishly angry - this God of Wealth, please don't push it casually.

Speeding up their pace, the two of them entered the courtyard, and then saw Zhao Zhelin and his people sitting in the courtyard. Even drinking the most ordinary tea could reveal an artistic conception.

The strange thing is that this kind of artistic conception is actually obtained from a businessman who is full of philistines, which is contradictory.

"Why are Mr. Zhao here? We didn't make braised meat today," Xi Yao greeted with a smile, always putting others on an equal footing with him.

"You know, I'm here to ask for the secret recipe!" They must get this secret recipe.

"Then let's talk inside," Xi Yao could handle it, but Zhou Rong basically didn't speak.

However, he couldn't see Xi Yao getting close to other men, even if there was something important.

So, in the middle of the conversation, Zhou Rong appeared.

From Zhao Zhelin's point of view, this is nothing. Originally, it was a man who was in charge.

But Xi Yao didn't think so anymore. He always felt that he was a little weird...

"How much money does Mr. Zhao plan to pay for our secret recipe?" she asked.

"Thirty taels, I'll buy out everything you've done these days," Zhao Zhelin said.
Chapter completed!