The Fallen Medicine Woman: The Daily Life of Chun Nuan-Chapter 168 - 132: [Part 3]

Chun Nuan glanced at Zhao Minghua, truly a wealthy and imposing figure that made her both exasperated and amused.

But she couldn’t laugh, feeling quite helpless.

The once esteemed Xiao family was respected by nobles in the Capital, yet they fell so quickly, now even struggling with a burial plot being manipulated.

"Indeed, using this method can also solve the problem." Uncle Luo said to Zhao Minghua: "With the third son of Zhao here, many things can be easily resolved."

Money can make the devil turn the mill, perfectly illustrated.

Some things really shouldn’t be spoken; once spoken, they become prophecy.

The feng shui master wandered around the back mountain, matched the old lady’s eight characters, and still couldn’t find a suitable place. After another round, he eyed a spot—it was a vegetable garden over one fen of land.

"This vegetable garden belongs to the Chen family," Aunt Luo said. "Chun Ning, you have to manage young master Zhao well, don’t end up spending ten taels of silver again."

"It’s the Chen family, is it?" Chun Nuan couldn’t help but find it funny in her heart: "Alright, I’ll go talk to the Chen family now."

Chun Nuan is coming again!

Behind her was the third son of Zhao, indicating the Chen family’s wealth god had arrived again.

"Chun Nuan, is there something you need?"

Good news seldom goes far, but bad news travels a thousand miles. His family had dealings with Chun Nuan; they had just used ten taels of silver to buy a coffin and funeral clothes. Now Chun Ning took people to look at his land; he knew very well.

That silver is steady now!

"Uncle Chen," Chun Nuan smiled slightly: "Grandpa Chen said before our family has a familial relationship with the Chen family. You see, our grandmother suddenly passed, and the household can’t make ends meet. We can’t afford to buy the land; can you ease things for us, and when we have some spare funds in the coming years, we’ll compensate you with industries?"

"How can that be, people will talk."

He said no, but inside he wanted it very much, even chanting in his heart: Silver, silver, come into my pocket.

"Uncle Chen, who would talk of you, only say you helped our Xiao family. Look, didn’t our great-grandfather also help your family? Our family is now in trouble, pull us up and let my grandmother be buried there. I’ll bow to you."

Chun Nuan realized after saying this, it seemed someone else said similar words.

Of course, Chun Nuan was just saying it without real intent of saying it.

"That won’t do, the land was bought back by our family with difficulty. You know, one mu of land costs five taels of silver..."

The Chen family played along, treating as if they were fools, useless heads; it’s impossible to exchange, only silver can solve it.

"Alright, let’s buy it." Zhao Minghua displayed his wallet again at this moment: "Five taels per mu of land, this price is indeed a bit high, you only have one fen of land there, I’ll give you two taels of silver, let’s see if it works. If really not, we’ll have to find another plot by the yin-yang master."

"Two taels of silver is also fine." Uncle Chen paused: "But, we planted two plum trees by edge of the land, if you’re going to dig a yin well, you’ll have to cut the trees. Those trees bear many plums every year, large, juicy, sweet and sour, delicious. We earn quite a few taels just from those two trees every year."

"Really, plums can sell for several taels of silver?" Zhao Minghua laughed in indignation; how could people be so greedy?

"You act as if your family sells celestial peaches?"

"No, either don’t touch our land, or those plum trees must stay."

The plum trees were close to the feng shui drawn area, surely putting the trees at risk.

Sell for several taels per tree, listening to this made one laugh.

"For two plum trees, how much do you want?" Zhao Minghua just wanted to see if the Chen family had any bottom line.

"No more, no less, just ten taels."

Chun Nuan gasped.

"Uncle Chen, speaking of which, we’re still relatives. You demand so much; selling blood won’t even suffice for the Xiao family."

"Relatives are relatives, but clear accounts among brothers keep things clear. Some things aren’t about refusing but for reasons." Uncle Chen said: "Those plum trees were planted by my mother, who has passed many years ago. The trees remain as a memorial. You see, if the plum trees are cut, what my mother did will be lost in this world, and my heart feels sore."

Goodness, even using this tactic!

Chun Nuan admired it completely.

The Chen family truly used all their acting skills for silver, showcasing all eighteen skills on stage!

"..." Zhao Minghua was also seeing this maneuver for the first time. Just as he was about to speak, he was glared at by Chun Nuan.

Alright, alright, as agreed earlier, don’t be useless head, let her handle the price negotiation first.