The Power of the First Daughter, Doctor and Concubine Dominates the World

Xie Zhiwei pursed her lips, and Qiu Nanny understood, she pulled Jin Nanny up from the ground, and personally sent Jin Nanny out, before going, stuffed a purse, and collected twenty taels of silver.

Nanny Jin dared not refuse.

In the early morning of the next day, the old lady sent Jinmao again, and gave a ten-thousand tael bank note, but the old lady was ill, and even the second wife said that she was not well. All of a sudden, Yuan's family's support fell on Yuan Shi alone. She was so busy that she only sent someone to send over the deed paper and account books of the tea house, together with two thousand taels of silver, saying that it was for the eldest girl. For pocket money.

Xie Zhiwei spent two days in a row, apart from going to boudoir school to enlighten Brother Xi, he settled accounts in the house.

Cui's Zhuangzi in the outskirts of the city was originally a hot spring Zhuangzi. Xie Zhiwei guessed that this Zhuangzi was too conspicuous. Everyone knew that it was Cui's dowry.

Zhuangzi has a total of 500 mu of good paddy fields and more than 40 households. The surname of Zhuangzi is Zhao.

This Zhuangzi produces about two to three thousand taels a year, neither too much nor too little.

On the contrary, there are two shops in the capital, one is a tofu shop and the other is a silk and satin shop. The income of the tofu shop is slightly less, less than fifty taels a month, while the profit of the silk and satin shop is high, with a monthly income of nearly two hundred taels.

In this way, Xie Zhiwei's monthly income is nearly 500 taels.

This is not counting the more than 60,000 taels of silver notes in her hand.

Zhuangzi, three shops, ten books thick, Xie Zhiwei's arithmetic is good, and the accounts are almost done in two days.

The old lady was considerate in her work, and there were not many mistakes or omissions. Although there was a slight discrepancy in money, Xie Zhiwei didn't intend to care about such small money.

Zi Mo watched from the side and asked, "Girl, this tofu shop is still on Ma Xing Street. It's a good place. The storefronts of the two rooms are not too small. They only earn fifty taels a month, isn't it a little less?"

Xie Zhiwei's slender fingers moved the abacus, and under the light of the candlelight, it was translucent and slender, like fine suet white jade, and the nails were pink and translucent, shining like pearl shells, making Zi Mo reluctant to look away.

The girl is really fine in every way, perfect in every way.

"The predecessor of these two tofu shops was originally a pawn shop. The reason why my grandmother replaced it with a tofu shop was because the ancestors of Cui's family did not allow future generations to open pawn shops, and secondly, my mother liked to eat tofu." Xie Zhiwei said here, I don't know what I thought of, my eyes became a little dark, "It doesn't matter if you make money or not, as long as you don't lose money."

Zi Mo was a little curious, how did her daughter know about these past events?

"Tomorrow, you take two hundred taels of silver, and everyone in my yard will give you a reward. The few of you who are personal servants will get one hundred taels, and the rest will be rewarded!"

Zi Mo was happy when she heard that, and hurriedly thanked her, "I will thank the girl for the reward on behalf of Qizhaoyuan!"

"Let someone prepare the car. I'm going to visit Zhuangzi tomorrow morning." Xie Zhiwei said, the 500 mu of paddy fields will be plowed in spring after the new year, so she has to go and have a look.

On the third day, Xue Shipeng set off at Uncle Ningyuan's mansion before dawn.

Xie Mingxi heard that his sister was going to the Zhuangzi, so he almost rolled around in place and pretended to follow.

Yuan was so busy recently that he didn't even have time to eat, and he didn't have time to take care of this brat. Xie Mingxi had been sick for almost a month, and he was about to go crazy. Seeing him pitiful, Xie Zhiwei took him with him.

Zhuangzi is located ten miles west of the city, on the upper reaches of the Caihe River. During floods, it cannot be submerged. In times of drought, it can be irrigated with water from the Caihe River. It is a real fertile land.

If it weren't for Zhuangzi being in the suburbs of Beijing, Feng would not be willing to show it anyway.

Old Zhao was the dowry from the Cui family, and he was the son of the Cui family. For more than ten years, the old Zhao has been managing the village. He is already old, but fortunately, his two sons Very effective, help a lot on weekdays.

Zhuangzi was managed in an orderly manner, and there was no such thing as oppressing the farmers or deceiving the master.

Xie Zhiwei decided to go to Zhuangzi on the spur of the moment, and Mother Qiu only sent someone to report it one hour in advance. When Xie Zhiwei's carriage left the city gate, he met the person sent by Old Zhao to pick him up on the way. It was his eldest son Zhao Quan. .

When the carriage arrived at Zhuangzi, the old Zhaotou had already led the people in Zhuangzi into two lines, waiting at the door. Before Xie Zhiwei got off the carriage, the old Zhaotou led the people to kneel down and said in unison, "Give it to the eldest girl." Please!"

Xie Zhiwei got off the carriage with Zi Mo's support, she looked at the old Zhao's head calmly, her square face was tanned purple, she was wearing a worn lotus blue robe, she was bowed, her expression was very respectful.

Xie Zhiwei nodded, "Guan Zhao is an old man who has been with his grandfather and mother, so don't be too polite!"

"The eldest girl is finally here. All these years, the younger ones have been looking forward to the arrival of the eldest girl." Zhao Guanshi bowed his body and led the way, "Eldest girl, the courtyard is ahead, and the eldest girl and the fifth young master are going to rest first. Let’s go, or go to the fields to see?”

Xie Mingxi obediently followed Xie Zhiwei's side, the siblings held hands, Xie Mingxi looked around, it was his first time out of the city, his first time in the fields, and he was very curious about everything.

The courtyard is backed by Fragrant Hills and facing Caihe River. From the perspective of Fengshui, the front has the best position and the back is hopeful.

This is an aristocratic family that has been passed down for more than a hundred years. Compared with the dignitaries in the court, the background is even worse.

Xie Zhiwei asked the tenants who came to greet her to go back, and asked Old Zhao to lead her around the house. There are five yards in total, and the main house is five rooms wide. The large yard at the back is full of fruits and vegetables. It is said that hunting is still possible on the back mountain.

When he heard that Houshan can hunt, Xie Mingxi was overjoyed, "Sister, when will you teach me how to ride and shoot? When I learn it, I will help you hunt little rabbits."

"Guan Zhao, take us to the back mountain for a walk!"

Although I didn't bring bows and arrows and horses, but first go to familiarize myself with the environment, next time I come, be prepared, and I can also enter the mountain.

At this time, there may not be only prey on the mountain, and it is not in vain for the little guy to pick some wild fruits.

When Xie Mingxi heard it, she was satisfied, and held her sister's hand, walked imposingly, arrogantly, with the appearance of being able to fight dragons and tigers.

On the way, Xie Zhiwei asked about some Zhuangzi matters.

"Every year, farmers pay 30% of their income as the rent for the land. This is a rule set by the old man and cannot be changed." Old Zhao said while carefully watching Xie Zhiwei's expression, seeing that she was in no danger, he continued, "In the fields, rice is planted in spring and summer, and wheat and beans are planted in autumn and winter. Although the harvest is not high, it is considered very good in the nearby Zhuangzi."

Xie Zhiwei walked among the ridges of the fields. As the old Zhaotou said, most of the fields were planted with wheat, which was less than one finger high, but it was lush green and growing very well.

Winter wheat is hardy, and with a few snowfalls, it will be a good harvest in the coming year.

"I heard that there are people in the south who grow Champa rice, which is drought-resistant and has a higher yield than rice like ours." Xie Zhiwei said, "There is only so much soil in the field. If we can change the rice species and increase the yield, will the harvest be good? Higher?"

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