Lord Chu’s Wife is Wild - Chapter 412
Chapter 412: Has the Heart to Take Care of Us
“No, Old Qin. This land is used to support our food supply. How can we sell it just like that?”
The woman widened her eyes and looked at the old man in disbelief.
“Why can’t I sell this land?”
Old Qin smiled and said, “I’m sure everyone knows what kind of people my son and daughter-in-law are. If they don’t even farm the land, how can we talk about food supply? Instead of taking those few hundred coins every year, why don’t I just sell the land and end this?”
Old Qin’s son and daughter-in-law did not like farming. His wife died early and he had leg problems, so his capabilities were limited. He could only take care of the two mu of farmland at home.
As for the other lands, his son and daughter-in-law had rented them out for others to farm. They only earned five hundred coins annually, and when the harvest was not good, they would lose half of the money.
Previously, when Li Zheng came over, he was not around. Hence, his son discussed privately with Mdm Zhu and the rest, saying that they wanted to negotiate with Lu Sheng together and that she had to agree to their five taels per mu of land.
If not for the village head and Lu Sheng today, he would have been kept in the dark by his son and daughter-in-law.
He looked at Lu Sheng and said, “Lu Sheng, to be honest, it’s useless for me to keep my plot of land at home. If you really want it, just give me a suitable price.”
“Okay!”
Lu Sheng smiled and said, “I’ve seen the land too. I’m willing to give you fifty taels for one mu of land.”
“Five… Fifty taels?”
Before Old Qin could react, Mdm Zhu had already exclaimed.
One had to know that the land in their hands cost only two to three taels a mu when they bought it from the village head.
Lu Sheng was actually giving him fifty taels now. If they had more land, wouldn’t they receive a hundred taels?
For ordinary families, five taels was enough to spend for a year.
Fifty taels could be spent for years if one scrimped and saved.
Moreover, if they sold the land, they would not have to worry about paying taxes in the future.
Who would not be willing to agree to this good thing?
“Lu Sheng, I’m willing to sell that land too.”
A middle-aged man walked out. Lu Sheng recognized him. He was Butcher Li, who sold pork at the village entrance.
“Me too.”
“Me too…”
…
Everyone agreed instantly.
Even Mdm Zhu, who was boasting earlier, agreed to sell the land.
“Since everyone is willing to sell, I’ll help with the registration later. You just have to place your fingerprint on it. As for the money, I’ll distribute the money to you after the title deed is passed to me.”
Mdm Zhu was greatly disappointed when she heard that. “Aren’t you giving the money now?”
She thought that Lu Sheng would be giving the money to her on the spot. She was happy for nothing.
“Of course not.”
Lu Sheng smiled faintly. “After all the procedures are done, I’ll naturally give you the money.”
“But…”
Mdm Zhu wanted to say more, but she heard Li Zheng say, “Mdm Zhu, if you’re unwilling to sell your land, you can continue to farm it.”
“How can that be?”
When Mdm Zhu heard that, she immediately replied with a dry smile.
It was fifty taels for one mu of land. Her family had three mu, which meant she could get a hundred and fifty taels.
In the future, they could build a big house like the village head.
She was elated at the thought of it. How could she not sell it?
Li Zheng snorted coldly. “Lu Sheng is not stupid to be willing to give you a high price. She just wants to take care of you. Your land is only worth two to three taels at most. You won’t be able to receive so much money even if you farm in your lifetime.”
“Li Zheng’s right!”
Old Qin’s hands trembled slightly. He smiled and said, “Lu Sheng indeed has the heart to take care of us.”
When Mdm Zhu heard this, she felt a little ashamed, but she could only cover it up with a dry smile.
Lu Sheng smiled and told everyone to wait for a while. She borrowed some paper and pen from Li Zheng and placed them in the courtyard to start the registration process.
