When Xie Daoyun saw Han Mu poking her head at the gate of the yard, her pretty face turned red and suddenly turned white again. Han Mu went out with her front feet and got up. She originally planned to go back to the Xie Mansion early in the morning and never see this guy who had caused her shame again; but she couldn't swallow her breath and ran away in panic. Doesn't it mean that she was guilty?

Besides, the style of the Great Jin Dynasty was like this, so Han Mu did nothing wrong? He was sent to his door to seek humiliation. It was really not worthy of blaming Han Mu. At best, this was just a "beautiful" misunderstanding.

So with Su Hongling's comfort and explanation, her mood gradually calmed down; "Just treat it as a nightmare." She comforted herself so much.

Since things have come to this point, Xie Daoyuan is an open-minded woman and no longer goes to the point of being in a stubborn way. She remembered the purpose of coming to Han Mu, so she calmed down and took people to measure, survey and map in the yard, and completed a sketch. Su Hongling naturally cooperated vigorously, and the Flying Tiger Team members in the family received Han Mu's instructions in the morning, and they all followed their orders. Soon, they collected a large number of craftsmen and began to transform Han's house.

In Xie Daoyuan's eyes, the layout of this Han house is simply vulgar. Why do you need to plant so many complicated flowers and plants in the yard? Why do you need to lay a spider-web-like gravel road next to the flower bed? Why do you need to build a pavilion on the enclosed water? Why do you need to plant kitsch vines in the corner of the yard? Why... Why?

What made her particularly uncomfortable was the ubiquitous sandbags, weapon stands, stone dumbbells and barbells in the Han house, and several towering arrow towers. All of this made her feel that Han house was like a martial arts temple, which was completely unsuitable for people to live in.

So she helped Han Mu again plan. The Han house was huge. In addition to the more than 40 people who were stationed in the Flying Tiger Team, there were more than 20 newly purchased maids and servants, plus the upcoming Wu Xing girls and maids and servants who came with them, there would be hundreds of people living here.

Xie Daoyuan strictly divided the Han house into three areas, one is a residential area close to the Huai River side. There are three small courtyards, each with small buildings, and will live in Han Mu, the old lady and Yuan Gang Junjie respectively. Since there are walls between the three courtyards, there is no need to interfere with each other when living, and it is close to each other, making it easier to communicate with each other.

Another area is the practice area. A large area is drawn in the southeast corner of the street, leveling a large field and several small fields. In the future, the Flying Tigers practiced with Han Mu and others and practiced qigong, which could only be on this small field. It could not interfere with the rest of the living area, but also facilitate defense of the main gate that opened on the street.

The third area is the leisure area. This area is located between the living area and the practice area. It is decorated with rockery corridors and flowing water and bamboo. There are exactly two flower halls, which can not only filter out the hustle and bustle of people on the street, but also serve as a place for banquets and guests on weekdays.

Han Mu walked in awkwardly and came to Xie Daoyun. Xie Daoyun rolled her eyes at him and threw the layout diagram in her hand. Han Mu looked carefully and couldn't help but be amazed. This woman was not only proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but also arranged in an orderly manner in gardens, architecture, feng shui, human settlements, etc., and from the perspective of modern people in the 21st century, it is not inferior.

But Han Mu also had a problem that made him a big headache. How much money does such a huge transformation cost? The savings he brought from his hometown in Wuxing are currently only 300,000 yuan. Some time ago, if Xie Anding had not helped, the equipment replacement problem of the Shooting Camp would not have been solved. Moreover, the salary and salary of thousands of Shooting Camp officers and soldiers were double wages. The court would only allocate half of what he deserved, and the rest would have to be paid out for his own pocket. There was also the food, clothing, housing and transportation of this family. He would have been unsure of these 300,000 yuan for several months.

Xie Daoyuan watched coldly, and saw Han Mu's expression first and then embarrassed, and couldn't help but ask: "What? Are General Han dissatisfied with my design?"

Han Mu hurriedly said, "Satisfied, satisfied, Xie Cai Nu's design is absolutely first-class."

Xie Daoyuan said calmly, "Oh? Then, what else are you going to say?"

Of course, Han Mu would not be stingy with praise, picked up the drawing and pointed at it: "Well... Sister Yun's design is reasonable from a big perspective, pays attention to the quality of life, and arranges the living environment absolutely reasonably; from a small perspective, it is exquisite and meticulous, and each part reflects the ultimate beauty, which is really a classic among classics."

Xie Daoyuan was calm on the surface and was secretly happy. She had always wanted to use her talents in this area, but in Xie's mansion, she was really useless except in her own small building. With Xie An's talent, the Xie Mansion garden pattern he planned was definitely of first-class level, so even if Xie Daoyuan had the ability, she could not surpass Xie An's vision.

Han Mu just realized one of her dreams. Subconsciously, she designed Han’s house as the home she was about to live in. Although Han Mu’s praise was a bit exaggerated, it did express her planning intentions.

Xie Daoyun pretended to be calm and asked, "Since you think it's good, why did you look unhappy just now?"

Han Mu scratched his ears and his forehead, and he couldn't speak. He couldn't tell Xie Meimei: "I, Han Mu, are about to become a beggar, and there is no money to do this thing." Han Mu would never say such words. He made up his mind and asked Han Qi to go back to Wu Xing to deal with the land in his home tomorrow. In addition, he had to find some money to make a living in the capital, otherwise what should I do if I'm going to do if I'm so tired.

Xie Daoyun was a little unhappy when she saw Han Mu avoiding answering her questions; Su Hongling was Han Mu's caring cotton jacket, so she naturally knew that Han Mu always sighed that money was spent like water on weekdays. Seeing this, she hurriedly hid in Xie Daoyun's ear and whispered a few words.

Xie Daoyun chuckled and said, "So that's it. No wonder she put the 5,000 yuan rewarded by the emperor faster than anyone else last night."

Han Mu was embarrassed and hurriedly looked around and said softly: "Auntie, give me some face. Let's go in and say, my stomach is empty."

Su Hongling was busy organizing wine and food, and Han Mu drank and ate food. At this time, he was not afraid of it; then he said, "How much does it cost if you do this?"

Xie Daoyun stared at the drawings with beautiful eyes, muttering something in her mouth, and said for a while: "It's about 250,000 yuan."

"What?" Han Mu opened his mouth wide, and a chicken leg with oil in his mouth fell on the table, splashing a few oily flowers. Xie Daoyun frowned and said angrily: "Isn't it only 250,000 yuan? I've said it less. It's almost done 300,000 yuan, well... 300,000 yuan is enough."

Han Mu was about to cry, but now it was 300,000 yuan. The house was ready and the whole family would drink the northwest wind. Could it be that he would rely on his deputy commander's salary of several thousand yuan that year to support his family?

Xie Daoyun was filled with joy. Han Mu looked at Xie Daoyun sadly, guessing that she must be thinking: Call you crazy, call you shameless, call you spit on me all over my head and face. I spent all your money. If a man has no money, it means that a tiger has lost his teeth and becomes a sick cat.

Han Mu sighed, lowered his head to drink and eat food, so he might as well eat more now. In a few days, I'm afraid he'll drink the northwest wind every day. Xie Daoyun looked at him, wrinkled his cute little nose and pointed his forehead and said, "Stingy, this little money is going to be alive. Tell you, I've asked someone to go back and withdraw the money."
Chapter completed!