Farm Girl Turns Everything Around: Sly Husband, Let's Farm - Chapter 238
Chapter 238: Chapter 238: This Favor, Owed Big Time
Translator: 549690339
At the dinner table, Yang Ye kept asking questions, and Qiao Xiaomai kept answering them.
Of course, she told the truth when she could.
When she couldn’t, she lied: her delicious cooking was merely a result of her superior skills.
Unable to get the whole story from her, Yang Ye quickly shifted his attention to Tong Sanlang.
The martial arts displayed by Tong Sanlang was really beyond his expectation.
Practicing internal strength can lead to levitation skills, and with strong inner strength, one can move objects from a distance.
But there’s a limit to it.
Even with superb martial arts, a mortal body can’t perform too many miracles.
But Tong Sanlang’s internal strength was capable of making a person fly, which was indeed magical. He had never seen such an expert in his life.
A gemstone emerged from a humble mountain valley, accompanied by a martial arts expert.
The Feng Shui of this valley must be very good.
“In response to your highness, I found a martial arts secret book in the mountain when I was young. My martial arts skills are learned from this book at random,” Tong Sanlang calmly replied to the puzzled Yang Ye.
Yang Ye let out a long “oh”, the tone of which was extremely prolonged, with a trace of emotion, “Chili peppers, secret books, your Rooster Mountain really is a treasure mountain.”
Qiao Xiaomai remained expressionless.
Tong Sanlang too, didn’t change his expression.
Yang Ye’s eyes scanned them, a smile appearing at the corner of his mouth, “I should visit your village sometime, and I will bring a Feng Shui master to assess your village’s Feng Shui.”
“The villagers of Anping Village are ready to welcome your highness at any time,” Tong Sanlang respectfully replied.
Yang Ye nodded with a smile. He snapped his fingers, and a maid stepped forward, carrying a tray in her hands, “Here is the banknote, 1,300 taels. 300 taels are for the young lady and the other 1,000 are for your cake and sweet and sour pork recipe.”
“According to the Daqi Law, each person can only have up to 500 acres of farmland. Right now, your father already owns 315 acres, so I can only give you 185 acres this time.”
“The remaining 115 acres, do you want to convert them into silver, or do you want to deposit them in your county registry and use them as your dowry when you get married?”
315 acres?
Qiao Xiaomai was stunned. Before, she had only bought five acres from Tong Sanlang, and the remaining ten were still in Tong Sanlang’s hands.
She pursed her lips, then replied, “Convert them into silver, please.”
“Fine, it will be converted according to the price of premium farmland. One acre equals ten taels, making a total of 1,150 taels. Today was a tough day, so 1’11 add an extra 50 taels as a tip, to round up the number.”
As soon as Yang Ye finished speaking, the maid took out another silver note, making a total of 1,200 taels.
From this challenge with Bai Zhi, Qiao Xiaomai gained a total of 2,500 taels of silver and 185 acres of premium farmland. It was quite a big windfall.
They left Yang Ye’s villa and got into the carriage that would take them back to Anping village.
Inside the carriage, Tong Sanlang remained in the same posture as when they arrived, sitting straight with his eyes fixed on the opposite wall, not looking elsewhere.
Just like on the way there, Qiao Xiaomai was also closing her eyes.
But her heart was anything but calm.
Tonight ended perfectly. Bai Zhi was sent to the capital, and Yang Ye also dropped the idea of hiring her as his kitchen maid.
She gained silver and farmland.
But what about Tong Sanlang?
For her, Tong Sanlang revealed his skills.
What was even worse was that Yang Ye might visit Anping Village in the future.
The old national treasury was buried under her family’s house.
She owed him big time.
She pursed her lips, opened her eyes, and looked at Tong Sanlang, “Are you okay?”
The coachman was outside; she didn’t dare to be too explicit.
But Tong Sanlang understood, “I’m fine..”
