Transmigrated as A Farm Girl Making Her Family Rich-Chapter 175 - 174 Cannot Follow the Trend
Chapter 175: Chapter 174: Cannot Follow the Trend
Chapter 175 -174: Cannot Follow the Trend
Meng Zhaojun had an ominous thought she did not dare to voice to her parents, which was that if their family could not return to the Capital, they might live here for many more years. Not being able to return to the Capital did not greatly disappoint her.
In this way, she could continue her nurturing plan. Tang Shunyan’s family lived nearby, and she feared that if the distance were too great, they would become estranged as they grew up.
She enjoyed the feeling of being childhood sweethearts, which was key to successfully implementing her nurturing plan.
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Meng Zhaojun certainly did not want a farmer girl to snatch away her little boy.
Mrs. Meng, after hearing her daughter’s words, knew that her daughter was preparing for all eventualities. Since she had caught the investment opportunity, she also agreed to her daughter’s investment proposal, and having some spare cash on hand, she decided to let her daughter have some fun with it!
“Do you have enough money to buy land?” Her father, who had been silent, asked his daughter thoughtfully.
“Hehe, a little short, it’s different from what I initially thought, the price of the land has gone up.”
Meng Zhaojun’s frankness did not hold back, and as parents, they felt their daughter was still honest with them.
“Buying too little is worse than not buying at all. Consider this small estate as an early dowry from mother. The money you make can count as you earning your own dowry ahead of time,”
No sooner had Mrs. Meng finished speaking than Meng Zhaojun leaped from her chair, ran over, and clung to her mother, cooing, “Mother, you are too good to me, mmm mmm mmm, my dear mother.”
“Hey… it’s like your dad isn’t as nice.” Seeing the closeness between his wife and daughter, her father felt a twinge of jealousy but as a man, it was not appropriate for him to show too much affection with his children, and he took on the role of the strict father.
“Alright, alright! Let go now! Your dad is jealous!”
Mrs. Meng laughed as she patted her daughter’s back, finding her daughter’s neediness endearing, unlike her studious son. She loved this coquettish behavior from her daughter.
Subsequently, Meng Zhaojun handed over the matter of buying land to the housekeeper and her mother, entrusted her savings to her mother, and waited for further news.
One day later, the housekeeper reported that the process of buying land in Bushen Village was a bit complicated. The farmers had agreed to sell the land, and tomorrow they could expect the village chief to bring the farmers out to formalize the paperwork.
When Meng Zhaojun heard from the housekeeper that some rich men and women had gone to Bushen Village to develop projects similar to estates, just like she had thought, she also heard about others buying land next to the Ye family’s land, competing with her.
Some even had the same idea as Ye Jia, buying land on the other side of the road next to the Ye family’s land, which also belonged to Bushen Village, bordering another village.
After hearing the housekeeper’s report, Meng Zhaojun knew she was young and did not have the capital like those rich men to invest as much as she wanted.
It seemed that more people were reaching out to Bushen Village, motivated by her father’s guided tour.
The next day, after the housekeeper had completed the paperwork, he returned and reported that the steward was unbelievably busy. It wasn’t just the people from Bushen Village who were engaged in land deals; people from other towns and villages were also buying land and developing mountains.
Meng Zhaojun could imagine that in a year or two, this county might become a focus for agricultural development and could possibly turn into a scenic attraction in Nanyue Country.
Perhaps it was a successful assessment for her father, and someone else taking over would continue to do well here.
Truth be told, if she really went back to the Capital with her parents, although it was more prosperous, she really liked the picturesque scenery here.
Meng Zhaojun learned that the land they had purchased was not yet ready for development; they had to wait for the previous farmers to finish their harvest. They could start developing the mountains first, as summer was not the season for planting fruit trees; they would need to wait for the latter part of the year.
Not being knowledgeable in agriculture and not having a “Golden Finger” as others did, she could only entrust the development of the estate to the housekeeper’s management.
She was still content being a hands-off Shopkeeper, a Miss whose delicate nature couldn’t be underestimated, and her focus remained on Tang Shunyan.
The development of the estate was but a spur in the moment during a bout of spite with the sisters from the Ye family, her true aim was to seize the opportunity to buy more shops and make more money in the Capital.
If she could become a wealthy lady of Nanyue Country, her status as a Miss would be bolstered by an even larger dowry.
She could outshine those Misses, or even the farmer girl who transformed into a phoenix.
In the county, Meng Zhaojun didn’t have many true friends, and she couldn’t relate to the other Misses of her age.
Those girls didn’t understand her ideas, and those who were like her found her too clever; they couldn’t match her in any skill, making Meng Zhaojun the envy of others, a model child in the eyes of adults, the Magistrate’s daughter—a role model for the wealthy Misses.
Meng Zhaojun, praised by parents, was indeed the daughter educated by Mrs. Meng of a prestigious family. A child born intelligent, she had always been clever and quick-witted, excelling in any art over others.
The girls who were also Misses had their pride and could only group together, befriending only other naive little girls like themselves.
Meng Zhaojun would visit Tang Shunyan every now and then, becoming a frequent little guest of the Tang Family.
Mrs. Meng, after organizing a tour group, started to gather many Madams for social gatherings.
The meetings of the Madams naturally included their children too, with both boys and girls in attendance.
Since giving birth to her son, Lady Tang had resumed normal social activities. She attended Mrs. Meng’s gatherings upon receiving an invitation, bringing along her small son and her elder, accompanied by guards and Maids.
Mrs. Meng’s gatherings were held in her modest courtyard, which was not as large or as beautifully flowered as those of other rich families.
The ladies’ gatherings were not about admiring flowers; rather, they were for discussing topics of wealth creation.
Since arriving in the new county, Mrs. Meng had become a sought-after figure among the ladies of wealthy families, a trend that, of course, facilitated their own business dealings.
The last tour group had been a great success, and now any rich lady who aspired to compete wanted to invest in an estate, aiming to create a retreat for summer cooling and winter warmth.
In the new county, some places were discovered to have hot springs, making them prime locations for wealthy families to establish estates.
Mrs. Meng, listening to the women talk about buying land in a certain town or village, realized many didn’t have their eyes on Bushen Village.
Others, more ambitious, had found out about places with hot springs and spared no expense buying top-quality land to build holiday resorts.
Mrs. Meng glanced at her daughter, who was playing with both her own son, the children from the Tang Family, and others. Considering her daughter’s commitment to investing in Bushen Village, she decided to indulge her wishes.
As the farmers had harvested the rice, the housekeeper began arranging for the estate’s construction. Mrs. Meng disagreed with her daughter’s idea to plant melons and fruits, believing grain to be the foundation of the people’s livelihood. She didn’t want to follow fleeting trends and had the housekeeper hire people to cultivate rice first.
The mountainous area would be developed gradually—if fruit trees weren’t viable, they’d consider what other types of trees could be planted?
Mrs. Meng thought that planting timber on the mountain was safer than fruit, as building houses required wood, furniture needed wood, and even coffins required wood.
If all the mountains were leased for fruit growing, there would be fewer trees left. Planting trees of high value was an option, but for this year, it was too late; the season for planting trees had passed.
