After being replaced, she changed from a miserable daughter-in-law to a lucky wife

Chapter 351 Selling Bricks and Tiles

Liu Changqing sighed and said, "Don't think I don't know. You should have planned this piece of land. Now you suddenly stopped building it halfway. It must be something else."

Xia Wanniang didn't want to hide it from him. After all, if they left, the family's house and fields would still need his help to take care of them. "There is such a plan, but the time has not been decided yet."

Liu Changqing was silent for a long time: "Are you coming back?"

Xia Wanniang: "Come back, this is our old house. I spent a lot of money to build it."

After hearing this, Liu Changqing nodded and said, "Don't worry, I will take good care of your fields and house."

"Thank you, village chief. There will be several workshops in these houses. I'll trouble you to take care of them when the time comes." Xia Wanniang left them a way to make money. As long as they don't do anything naughty, they should live well.

Liu Changqing was a little surprised: "You still left the workshop."

Xia Wanniang nodded and said, "As long as the villagers are not lazy, I think their lives will get better and better. When we come back, they may already have big houses made of blue bricks and tiles."

Liu Changqing looked at her with satisfaction, as if their lives had been getting better and better since she came to the village.

It's only been a year!

"Do I have to leave?"

Xia Wanniang was helpless: "We have to go."

Liu Changqing nodded heavily: "Go."

Xia Wanniang looked at the village chief. Actually, he was not that old. It might be difficult for him to get married and have children, but it should be possible for him to find a partner.

But this is his own feeling, and she can't interfere. She just hopes he can live a good life!

She got up and left the village chief's house, and asked Chai Song to run to Niujia Village and say the same thing.

She originally thought that not many people would be willing to buy these bricks and tiles. If no one really bought them, she would just put them in the space and use them later.

As a result, the next day, Niu Wazi and his friends came driving ox carts, saying they wanted to buy bricks and tiles.

Xia Wanniang looked at the many people who had come and asked, "Are you all planning to build a house?"

Niu Wazi nodded with a smile: "We have made a lot of money recently. Butler Chai said that you want to deal with bricks and tiles cheaply, so we came to take a look."

Xia Wanniang was naturally happy and let them choose for themselves.

Niu Wazi and his friends didn't know how many bricks and tiles were needed to build a house, so they went to ask at a housing exhibition.

During this period of time, Fang Zhan had become familiar with them and told them the number of bricks and tiles they needed, but he also asked them to prepare some extra just in case.

Everyone nodded when they heard this, noted the quantity, and went to find Xia Wanniang to buy bricks and tiles.

After hearing the amount they wanted, Xia Wanniang simply sold the house for half the price. Originally, an ordinary brick house would cost at least sixty taels, and a large blue brick and tile house would cost no less than one hundred taels.

Now they only spent fifteen taels of silver to buy bricks and tiles, and they were high-quality blue bricks and tiles. Even a fool could tell that they were making a profit.

Yang Zhu's family was upset when they heard this: "Sanlang's wife, since you are not going to build a house, why sell these bricks? You might as well give them to us."

Before Xia Wanniang said anything, the people in Niujia Village were already fed up with it.

"How can you be so shameless? Didn't someone buy this for you? They are just being kind and willing to sell it to us at a low price. Why are you letting someone give it to you out of kindness?"

Yang Zhujia looked unhappy: "She is just leaving it there, why should we charge her for it?"

Gu said unhappily: "You still have so many unused things in your house, why don't you give them away to everyone else."

"What does my family not need?" Yang Zhujia shouted at the top of his voice.

Xia Wanniang glanced at the people of Yang Zhu's family and said, "If you want it, pay for it. If you don't want it, just shut up. No one's money comes from the wind. Don't forget your lesson just because life is getting easier now."

The members of Yang Zhu's family almost forgot that Xia Wanniang beat people without mercy, and no one dared to say a word.

Chai Song looked at these people and shook his head. He ignored them and started discussing the sale of bricks and tiles with the people from Niujia Village.

When the last house was finished, Fang Zhan looked at Xia Wanniang and said, "Actually, if you want to continue building, I can come back after the spring plowing next year."