Chapter 118: The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor
Chapter 118: Building a House (3)
"This is too extravagant, simply too extravagant!"
"Oh my god, that's glutinous rice! I hardly ever see it all year round!"
"How is this pouring glutinous rice? It's pouring out silver coins!"
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Wherever the Mo family went, they could hear similar remarks. If she could, Mo Yan wouldn't want to be so ostentatious, but unfortunately, in this era without cement, glutinous rice paste was the best adhesive.
In the past, those ancient buildings that had weathered the centuries, even thousands of years, mostly used glutinous rice paste for construction.
In the eyes of others, the Mo family was squandering, but all this glutinous rice was produced by the space. Mo Yan only spent some milling fees. Although she felt it was a waste, compared to building the perfect new home, this bit of waste didn't seem like a waste at all.
Master Lu and the others were quite satisfied. With glutinous rice paste, he naturally didn't want to use yellow clay. With glutinous rice paste, he could build the house more perfectly.
"Clan head, Qingze is so wealthy, using so much glutinous rice to build a house without batting an eye, but he's unwilling to spend eighty taels of silver to build an ancestral hall. Is he still a descendant of the Mo family?"
At the clan head's house, Mo Dashan endured his jealousy and distorted his face to sow discord.
Mo Fang, smoking a dry cigarette, glanced at Mo Dashan and then lowered his eyelids, saying faintly, "What do you want to do about it?"
Mo Dashan was delighted in his heart, showing a righteous appearance. "Of course, he should spend silver to build the ancestral hall. After all, we're all surnamed Mo."
Mo Fang didn't respond. Instead, he asked another question, "Do you know why Qingze's family didn't ask you and Da Mao to help with the house construction?"
"That's because he's narrow-minded. He blames me for taking the lead and making him spend silver on the ancestral hall."
Talking about this, Mo Dashan was so angry that he almost spat blood. When they went to help on New Year's Day, he and Da Mao Ironhead had said that there were enough people and they didn't need so many. They all had the same ancestor and surname, yet he dared to invite outsiders without inviting them. It was simply unacceptable!
Mo Fang sighed and tapped his cigarette holder. "Since you know, why did you still let Qingze spend the money alone?"
Mo Dashan's heart suddenly sank. He realized that the clan leader had no intention of letting Mo Qingze spend the money. He, with a petty mindset, thought that Mo Fang wanted to ingratiate himself with Mo Qingze and didn't want to offend him. His hatred towards Mo Qingze surged to its peak, wishing for him to suffer a great misfortune and never be able to rise again.
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After the foundation was completely solidified, the house finally began to be built.
The outer perimeter of the house was built according to the square frame of a quadrangle courtyard, but the interior was designed by Mo Yan based on the Suzhou garden architecture from her past life. Compared to the solemn and simple quadrangle courtyard, the garden-style structure was undoubtedly more elegant and refined.
Compared to digging the foundation, bricklaying was undoubtedly much faster. With glutinous rice paste and green bricks in abundance, the main house increased in height by one meter every day. If the weather was good and it didn't rain, the main house could be completed in seven days at most.
With the house construction becoming a hot topic, and with Mo Qingze and Li Zhong keeping an eye on it, Mo Yan shifted her focus to the several barren mountains.
There were several flat barren mountains near Liuyang Village, but the soil was relatively soft. Only the three barren mountains bought by Mo Yan were suitable for planting fruit trees.
The total area of these three barren mountains was about two hundred acres, and it was not an easy task to manage them. Mo Yan didn't plan to fix them all at once. She only planned to tidy up one of them first and remove the chickens that were about to multiply out of control in the space.
However, there were still some petty people who couldn't bear to see the Mo family's good fortune. While Mo Yan was arranging people to clear the barren mountains, the wood that had been prepared with Lin Yong's help last year was set on fire by someone...
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