Three hundred taels, that number is quite significant for Lu Dasong.
How long has it been? Just about a year since planting those sunflowers, right? Three hundred taels in a year — not to mention in their village, even Cuihua's in-laws running a shop in town don't earn a pure income of three hundred taels a year, do they?
Lu Dasong suddenly perked up, "So what do you plan to do with these three hundred taels? You see, your Third Uncle has already bought a house, why don't you also buy one? Having a place to stay over here is always more convenient. Is three hundred taels enough? If not, I have a little bit more in hand that I can add to it."
Daniu laughed, "Dad, I'm not planning to buy a house."
"Why not?"
"After Qiaoqiao finishes her confinement, we'll go back to the manor, and most of the time in the future we'll still live there. Dad, the area around the manor will develop more and more in the future."
