"Miss Wei, please!" Master Izumo led Qingluan in. The furniture and decorations in the room were all simple.

In the center was a wooden table and four round stools, with a set of sweet white porcelain tea sets placed on them, and a bookshelf on the right separated the living room and bedroom. Qingluan didn't look too much at it, and followed in front of the round stools.

sit down.

There was a reason why she chose Qingyun Temple this time. She remembered that in her previous life, there was a villa called Hongye Villa in Daxia. She knew about this villa at first because it was so famous. The owner of Hongye Villa, Fu Hongye, founded it

Yes, if the current Hongye Villa has not attracted the attention of the superiors, then in two or three years, when Hongye Villa becomes the richest man in Great Xia, it will shock the Great Xia Dynasty.

There is an property in Hongye Villa that originally belonged to Qingyun Temple. Behind Qingyun Temple, there are several mountains that belong to Qingyun Temple. One of those mountains is said to be barren of grass. Such a bare mountain has no chance of growing.

There is no production, which is completely useless to Qingyun Temple. In the previous life, Hongye Villa spent 3,000 taels of silver to buy all those mountains. In just one year, the most worthless mountain became a big one.

An iron ore producing area in the Xia Dynasty.

Hongye Villa's control of the iron ore in this area is like controlling a large silver mine, and the subsequent development of Hongye Villa is inseparable from this foundation.

She would know this because Lin Zixuan had been whispering in her ears about Fu Hongye's good luck all day long. It was originally just a deceptive bet, but she didn't expect that after losing, he accidentally bought a golden egg.

golden hen.

And now there is still a year before Hongye Villa buys those hills, and she wants to buy the unexplored minerals before Hongye Villa. Although it is despicable to take advantage of the memories of her past life, she

She couldn't care about that much anymore, she had to accumulate capital for her brother and the Weiyuan Marquis Mansion.

"Miss Wei, please drink tea." Master Izumo's words brought Qingluan back from his memory.

Buddhism and Taoism are popular in Daxia, but Qingyun Temple does not go out when it comes to Beijing. It only receives people living in the surrounding area on weekdays. It has never received a noble person like Qingluan. Therefore, when Qingluan was silently lost in thought,

, Master Izumo was also sizing up this noble girl who came out of Weiyuan Hou Mansion.

Probably because she is still young, her facial features have not yet developed, but she is a beautiful girl, especially those eyes that are very calm, and she is a girl with a firm mind.

"Master, I have something to ask you for help." Qingluan said straight to the point.

"Miss Wei, you don't have to be polite. You are a distinguished guest of Qingyun Temple. If Izumo can do it, you will not shirk it." Izumo said with a smile.

"I want to buy the mountains behind Qingyun Temple."

Master Izumo's eyes flashed slightly when he heard this, but Qingluan, who was in an excited mood, didn't notice.

"Why did Miss Wei have such an idea? There are many mountains and forests, but the mountains behind Qingyun Temple are not very good, and there is one among them where not even a blade of grass grows. If Miss Wei wants to buy a property,

If so, Izumo thinks those are inappropriate." Master Izumo looked directly into Qingluan's eyes this time, as if he wanted to see the true thoughts in her eyes.

"To tell you the truth, Master, Qingluan didn't want to buy any real estate. He just bought those mountains to fulfill his ancestor's wish. Qingluan knew that one of those mountains was full of peach trees.

Qingluan had a dream a few days ago that his deceased parents were drinking tea under a peach grove, with a peaceful and carefree expression. When he woke up, the peach grove was still in Qingluan's mind, so Qingluan drew it.

Come down. To be honest, it was more than three years since my parents passed away, and Qingluan had never dreamed of them, so that dream was of great significance to Qingluan. After I painted the peach forest, I sent people to search everywhere, and then I found out about Qingyun Temple.

The peach grove here is so similar to the one in the dream, so I want to buy it. Maybe my parents will have more dreams because of my filial piety." Qingluan's expression became a bit sad as he spoke.
Chapter completed!