Xiang Nan then wandered around the plain, planning to buy a piece of land to build a temple.

  At the same time, Bai Jiaxuan was also thinking about exchanging land with Lu Zilin.

  He dug a green grass in Lu Zilin's field that day. Then I learned from my brother-in-law that the reason why the grass sprouted in winter was because there was a water vein under the grass.

  In this way, the piece of dry land that was originally a local name became a good land for Tianzihao because of this source of water.

  And the dozens of acres of dry land around can be irrigated by this vein of water, thus becoming a water land of Tianzi.

  The value of the water land of the Tianzi brand and the dry land of the Di brand are several times different. How could he miss such a big profit, so he was going to exchange this land.

  Bai Jiaxuan found Mr. Leng, hoping that he would be the middleman and preside over the land exchange.

  His reason is that Bai Bingde has been in poor health for the past few years, and spent a lot of money on medicines. In addition, he had married a six-bedroom daughter-in-law before, and he also spent a lot of gift money.

  So the family's inner bag is empty, and as a last resort, I want to sell the two acres of water land for money to tide over the difficulties. But he thought selling the land was ugly, so he wanted to exchange the water land of his Tianzi brand with the dry land of Lu Zilin's family in the name of exchanging land, and then the Lu family would make up the difference.

   In this way, he can at least preserve his reputation, and he can't be regarded as a prodigal son who sold his ancestral property.

  Mr. Leng naturally wants to persuade. After all, the folk custom of Bailuyuan is that land is a treasure, and it will not be sold if killed. Even if it catches up with the disaster year and has been reduced to begging on the street, those few acres of Susukida cannot be sold.

  Because of the few acres of Susukida, there is still a chance to stand up. But if those fields were gone, he would be completely reduced to a beggar, and there would be no hope for him in the future.

  The two-acre paddy field is a rare piece of good land, and if it is really sold, it will really be impossible to get it back.

   "Brother, think again. No, I still have some spare money, you can use it first." Mr. Leng persuaded, "In any case, you can't take this step."

  Mr. Leng's words moved Bai Jiaxuan very much. However, his theory of exchanging land was originally to build plank roads openly and store warehouses secretly, how could it be disturbed by Mr. Leng's few words.

He immediately said earnestly and earnestly, "Brother, you always have to return the loan. According to the family fortune under the forehead, you dare to give it, but you dare not take it! Our two families are righteous friendships, not profitable friendships. World friends. What if you go bankrupt and fail to pay your bills? You can't..."

   Seeing what Bai Jiaxuan said, Mr. Leng had no choice but to agree to help find Lu Zilin to discuss the land exchange.

  …

  There is no impenetrable wall in the world.

   Soon, the whole village will know that Bai Jiaxuan is going to exchange land with Lu Zilin.

  After Lu San heard the news, he discussed with Xiang Nan, "Your Jiaxuan is short of money, and you are forced to sell the land. I want to send him some money, what do you think?"

  Although Lu San is the head of the family in name, the real head of the family is Xiang Nan.

   "You can give money, but if you give it, it's free. It's fake that Jiaxuan Bo is short of money, and he has other plans to exchange land." Xiang Nan said.

  Lu San blinked, puzzled.

  If Bai Jiaxuan is not short of money, why trade land when he is full? Take the good land of the Tianzi brand and exchange it for the broken land of the brand name, unless you are a fool, you will do this.

  So Lu San didn't listen to Xiang Nan's words, and took fifty oceans from him to give to Bai Jiaxuan.

   Unexpectedly, as Xiang Nan said, although Bai Jiaxuan thanked him repeatedly for lending a helping hand, he was determined not to accept his big oceans.

   "Third Brother, I appreciate your kindness." Bai Jiaxuan said, "But this money was given to Hei Wa by the gods, and I used it to save my life. You take it back, you take it back, I dare not use it."

  Lu San had no choice but to bring the money back.

  …

  Lu Zilin originally agreed with Bai Jiaxuan's land exchange. After all, if there are advantages, don't take advantage of them.

  The Tianzihao water land on the other side of the river is hard to buy. For so many years, their old Lu family has bought land over there, and they can only buy it sporadically, for a few cents.

   This time, he was able to buy two acres of land in one go.

  But he also felt that this matter was strange, maybe Bai Jiaxuan dug a hole for himself.

   Although the Bai family and the Lu family originated from the same ancestor, in fact, they have been fighting openly and secretly for so many years, and they have never stopped.

   After all, the two of them are the only two big families in Bailuyuan.

   But the hateful thing is that the Bai family has always been the patriarch, and although the Lu family is as wealthy as the Bai family, they will never be the patriarch. For so many years, he has always been overshadowed by the Bai family.

  The Lu family was naturally dissatisfied, so they often argued with the Bai family. The relationship between the two families seems to be relatively good, but they are actually different signs.

  This time, Bai Jiaxuan wanted to sell the land, but he had to sell the land to him. He couldn't believe such a good thing, and he was worried that Bai Jiaxuan would dig a hole for him.

   It's just that he really couldn't figure out what kind of medicine Bai Jiaxuan was selling in the gourd. After discussing it with his old man Lu Taiheng, he couldn't find out why, so Lu Zilin was very distressed.

"Father, what are you worried about? Isn't there a little fairy in our village who can pinch and settle." His wife, Lu He, persuaded upon seeing this, "Why don't you ask him to help you figure it out, maybe you can figure it out. Woolen cloth."

   "Can he do it?" Lu Zilin asked doubtfully.

  In his eyes, Xiang Nan is still Hei Wa, the son of the long-time worker Lu San. He looked down on Lu San, and naturally he looked down on Hei Wa even more, so how could he be willing to ask him for help.

   "Go and try it, maybe it will work." Lu He persuaded.

   Lu Zilin thought for a while, and finally nodded.

  …

  That afternoon, Xiang Nan was walking on the plain, looking for a suitable place to build a temple.

   At this moment, Lu Zilin walked over with a full face of apologetic smile, and asked, "Hei Wa, what are you doing?"

   "Uncle Zilin, I'm looking at the feng shui in our original place." Xiang Nan explained.

   "What do you see?" Lu Zilin immediately asked curiously when he heard it, "How is the Feng Shui in our original place?"

  If there is a geomantic treasure land, he will definitely win it immediately.

"The so-called wind pipes people and water pipes money. If the wind does not enter the house, it will not prosper, and if the water does not flow to the hall, it will not prosper." Xiang Nan pointed to Bailu Yuandao, "The Feng Shui pattern of our village is not bad, so over the years, although there have been some disasters , but they can all pass.”

   "Which Feng Shui is the best?" Lu Zilin asked curiously.

"There are two pieces of land in our village with the best geomantic omen, but they both have flaws." Xiang Nan nodded, pointing to the Tianzihaoshui tunnel of Bai Jiaxuan's house on the river, "That piece of land is prosperous but not prosperous. There, descendants are at least five-rank Zhizhou."

  Afterwards, he pointed to the land name of Lu Zilin's house under Manpo and said, "That land is prosperous but not prosperous. Burying the ancestors there will definitely make a fortune, but it is not easy for descendants to become officials."

  When Lu Zilin heard this, he was stunned.