After deciding on the land, it’s time to design the house.
Yang Cong was very enthusiastic and gave Xia Qianqian many suggestions. But Xia Qianqian threw him a blueprint and said, "Uncle, build the house according to this!"
"What is this?" Yang Cong was stunned. He couldn't understand the blueprint at all.
Generally, houses built in rural areas are very simple, but Xia Qianqian's drawing is a standard courtyard house! That is the standard for landlords' houses!
"When I, Xia Qianqian, build a house, it must be the best one in Yangliu Village!" Xia Qianqian raised her chin proudly.
Yang Cong said, "It would cost at least one hundred taels of silver to build a house like this!"
"It's okay, I have money." Xia Qianqian said.
She was used to living in a mansion in her previous life, and now she really doesn’t want to be stuck in a small house. She wants to live in an ancient version of a mansion!
“But I’ve never built a house like this before, and I don’t know if it will work…” Yang Cong was under tremendous pressure.
Xia Qianqian said: "It's okay, I understand. Just do the construction according to what I say."
In ancient times, construction was done by men. They did not use complicated blueprints, but relied on words, understanding and experience. The styles of houses were all based on references to each other and were similar.
Therefore, Yang Cong was skeptical about Xia Qianqian's ability: "Qianqian, a house is built to be lived in by several generations, it must be sturdy, it's not like building a kiln, you can replace it with a new one after a few years."
"I know that the house I designed must be solid. Let's dig the foundation first. I will slowly explain the structure to you. You can check the quality and make sure it is the most beautiful house in the whole area."
Xia Qianqian was full of confidence, so Yang Cong didn't know what to say, so he said, "Okay, I will do my best."
"Um."
Before leaving, Yang Cong went to the old Xia family. He told Yang that Xia Qianqian was going to build a super big house, and Yang was very happy: "Brother, you must build it well and make it solid! In the future, I want to live in that big house!"
"What are you talking about?" Yang Cong's face darkened. "That's Xia Qianqian's house, not yours."
"Brother, you don't understand. Xia Qianqian said that she will go to the provincial capital or the capital in the future and will not stay in Yangliu Village forever. When she moves away, the big house will naturally be mine."
Yang Cong was stunned: "Since she is going to the capital, why does she spend a lot of money to build such a nice house?"
"I don't know. She has money now and has no worries about spending. You just need to do as she says." Yang said with a smile.
Xia Qianqian is so generous, she wants to be the landlord of Yangliu Village!
The Xia family is going to be proud again.
Yang quickly slaughtered the chicken and happily handed it over.
But I saw a carriage parked in front of Xia Qianqian's house. Two servants were moving things in, each of which was placed in a red basket with red silk, which was very festive.
Young Master Gu is here to offer the betrothal gift
Yang was even happier. She carried the chicken in and shouted, "Qianqian, Auntie San is here to bring you a chicken..."
The person who came to the house was not Gu Changsheng, but an unfamiliar, wealthy young man.
"Mr. Song, did you see that? We have no shortage of meat at home. You can take everything back." Xia Qianqian frowned and stared at Song Deqiu.
She was so angry that Song Deqiu came to her house to propose marriage without saying a word!
He also brought a lot of gifts and came with great fanfare.
What if Gu Changsheng finds out
"Ms. Xia, I am proposing marriage to you sincerely, please consider it seriously. As for the betrothal gift, you can make any request and I will definitely comply with it." Song Deqiu said.
Happy birthday to Jiuxi, may you be happy every day!
(End of this chapter)