Chapter 317: Small Porcelain Bottle

This farm was almost one-third of Xing Jiuan’s farm. However, there were no farms inside, only vegetables and fruits.

Back then, when she wanted to find a good farm, she had specially gone to look at some information regarding planting.

Although this farm was not big, there were many things planted inside. Furthermore, the yield seemed to be higher.

Xing Jiuan looked around. The owner of this farm and the manager of that farm were looking at her together.

Xing Jiuan trusted that manager very much. It was already very good to her that he could find this place. Otherwise, he would not have told her.

She was not dissatisfied. The farm owner washed some fruits for them to eat, and the two of them ate a little.

In less than half an hour, Xing Jiuan was certain.

They agreed to sign the contract tomorrow. It was already getting dark, so Xing Jiuan did not stay any longer and drove back.

Actually, there was a reason why this farm owner was in such a hurry to sell the farm. His farm was located in a more remote location. Furthermore, it had only been open for a few years. Back then, he had invested all his savings and borrowed millions of foreign debts.

The farm’s earnings were not bad, but it was still a long time before they could repay their debts. Furthermore, the elders in their families were sick, and their children had to go to school. They urgently needed money, so they had no choice but to sell the farm that they had worked hard to grow.

Xing Jiuan said that if she hired him to continue taking care of the farm, she would give him a salary every month. Just like the previous farm, the farm owner could find the workers himself or continue to hire the previous ones.

The situation was probably the same as the previous farm.

Although there were already two farms, the area was not big. Even if the capital was very remote, buying land would still cost a lot of money. The two farms, the big one and the small one, added up to only about ten acres.

This was still too small.

When Xing Jiuan returned home, she told Mu Qing that she had found another farm and asked Mu Qing if he wanted to visit it with her tomorrow. Mu Qing agreed.

Master and Uncle-Master only returned when it was almost time for dinner.

The joy on her master’s face could not be concealed. It was as if he had vented his anger. Xing Jiuan could not help but feel curious.

Could it be that the man had suffered a very severe punishment?

She decided to ask her master when she had the chance.

“Where’s your Eldest Senior Brother?” Master could not help but ask when he sat down and did not see his eldest disciple.

“Eldest Senior Brother has something to do,” Mu Qing replied.

“I see…” Master nodded and waved at Xing Jiuan.

“21st, come over quickly.”

Xing Jiuan sat beside her master curiously.

Master made her reach out and placed a small box in her hand.

“Master, what is this?” Xing Jiuan touched it and was a little puzzled.

“Open it yourself.”

Xing Jiuan found the small mechanism on the box and opened it.

Mu Qing happened to be called away by his Uncle-Master at this moment and did not see what was inside.

Inside the box was a small transparent porcelain bottle. Inside the bottle, the bright red color was like blood and looked a little like liquid.

“Master, what is this?” Xing Jiuan shook the bottle, wanting to open it.

“Don’t open it.” Master stopped her.

Master’s eyes lit up at the sight of the small bottle.

“This is a good thing. 21st, you must remember not to open it.”

“Master, what’s in here?”