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"This idea is great."

Lin Yuan chuckled, feeling that the people of He family village were truly interesting and not just that—they were also very united. Actually, everyone was looking out for each other’s best interests; otherwise, who would care about the life and death of your family?

Xia Zheng sincerely praised, "Village Chief He is not only a good person but also a good village chief."

One would have thought He Guangming would be pleased with Xia Zheng’s praises, but instead, he wore a bittersweet smile and shook his head, staying silent no matter how they pressed him for more.

Lin Yuan blinked her eyes and did not press further, then asked, "Village Chief He, since not all of the land in your village is unusable, do I have any good land for farming in the piece I bought?"

"Yes." He Guangming stood up and pointed to a small piece of land outside the manor, saying, "Actually, the best soil here is exactly where that manor is located.

The old rich man wanted flowers and grass in his courtyard, so he built the manor on that spot of good land.

Ah, I felt it was such a waste at the time, using such good land to build houses! "

Lin Yuan’s eyes lit up, her gaze fixating on the manor. It was indeed very large, and the old rich man was clearly very wealthy—there must be at least an acre inside the manor. With so much space, many vegetables could be grown!

Xia Zheng also noticed Lin Yuan’s thoughts and chuckled as he patted her hand, "Today is truly our lucky day— not only did we find suitable land, but also a manor and grapes. It seems your luck, ’Lucky Star,’ is getting better and better."

"Naturally," Lin Yuan couldn’t resist smiling, and looked at Xia Zheng as she added, "Besides the manor, grapes, and land, I’ve also gained an even greater fortune."

As she spoke, she looked toward He Guangming, "Village Chief He, did you mention that you paid for the planting of these grapes yourself? Then, have you been managing this vineyard over the years?"

"The vineyard?" He Guangming shook his head, "Not me, it was my daughter and son-in-law. Well, actually, they aren’t married yet, so he’s not really my son-in-law."

Lin Yuan smiled, "Considering how eagerly you called him your son-in-law, that young man must be quite outstanding."

He Guangming smiled bashfully and scratched his head, "That’s true, Cheng Fang is clever and astute with a good heart, and he’s perfect to both my daughter and me. Having such a son-in-law means I must have accumulated good fortune in my past life."

Seeing He Guangming’s joyous demeanor, they were sincerely happy for him.

Now knowing that the vineyard was managed by He Guangming’s daughter and son-in-law, Lin Yuan felt at ease.

Although it was winter and the previous owner had abandoned the garden, the vineyard was still very clean, and there were no signs of neglect—the trellises hadn’t fallen into disrepair, confirming that the vineyard had been diligently cared for by the village chief’s daughter.

Moved by her dedication, Lin Yuan decided to have her help Liu Limin manage the vineyard.

Moreover, since He Guangming was such a decent person, his daughter and son-in-law would surely be reliable.

Not only that, everyone in the He family village was good.

If the project to produce wine became a reality, many hands would be needed; the most straightforward approach was to hire locally, and the people from He family village were the best candidates.

The three of them were laughing and talking on this side, while Lizheng and several other village chiefs were almost spitting blood on the other side.

Especially seeing He Guangming sitting and chatting happily with Xia Zheng and Lin Yuan, Lizheng felt a massive surge of frustration, his shovel harshly scooping in the foul-smelling dung.

This easy job of serving tea and accompanying conversations was supposed to be his. It was all He Guangming’s fault for being dishonest and stealing his opportunity!

"Damn it! He Guangming, you wait for me, I’ll strip you of your position as village chief when I get back!"

Lizheng cursed angrily. When he looked up and saw that the other village chiefs were almost done with their tasks, he instantly cheered up and called over the most obsequious ones to help him.

But everyone had similar tasks, and who wanted to do extra? They responded with dry laughter, "Lizheng, just wait a moment, I’ll come help you once I finish up here!"

Lizheng wanted to scold them again, but turned and saw Lin Yuan’s penetrating eyes fixed on him, deflating his anger as he hurriedly bowed his head to resume his work.

Summoned by Lizheng, the village chiefs who were nearly done with their tasks suddenly began to slow down their movements.

It’s true! They were already exhausted from their pile of tasks, and now they had to help Lizheng?

There wasn’t much extra Silver to gain from it—only a fool would do that thankless work!

Lin Yuan saw through everyone’s thoughts, shook her teacup leisurely, and reminded, "Lizheng, my pot of tea is almost finished!"

Lizheng’s hand shook, almost chopping his own foot with the shovel, but he looked up grinning, "Almost done, almost ready!"

Perhaps affected by Lin Yuan’s "reminder," Lizheng’s movements became noticeably faster, and when it was time to haul away the dung with the cart, he was no longer reluctant and ran quite quickly.

Seeing that his task was almost completed, the other village chiefs nudged each other and finished their own tasks quickly, then loudly hustled over to help Lizheng with his nearly completed pile of dung.

Lizheng was both furious and angry. When the pile of dung was still high, these fellows hadn’t come to help, but now that there was hardly any work left, they showed up pretending to be helpful.

After quietly cursing them out, Lizheng decided not to share today’s Silver with the village chiefs, and he wouldn’t share future earnings either!