Farm Girl's Manor
Chapter 1009: A Huge Profit from a Show of Power (2)

Chapter 1009: Chapter 1009: A Huge Profit from a Show of Power (2)

The woman heard this and cast a suspicious glance at Mo Yan, asking in an unpleasant tone, "Who are you really? Without giving your names, I won’t go calling for anyone."

Mo Yan frowned deeply, saying impatiently, "Just go if I tell you to, why all the nonsense?"

The woman was startled by the sudden increase in Mo Yan’s volume, and seeing Mo Yan’s stern face, she got scared and quickly said, "Please wait, I will go call someone now." With that, she turned around and hurried off to summon someone.

"Sister, why don’t we just reveal our identities and go in?" Xin Er looked at Mo Yan, whose expression had returned to normal, and asked in confusion. Her sister wasn’t the type to put on airs!

With a "creak," Mo Yan pushed open the partially closed gate, looked at the shadow wall carved with lotus ponds and koi in front of her, and said, "This mansion is inhabited only by Zhao Dafu’s family. That woman just now—do you think she looked like a servant?"

This time, she hadn’t informed Zhao Dafu in advance of her visit; she wanted to see for herself the true state of the estate. Setting aside whether the woman considered this mansion her emotional home or if she regarded it as her own property, just the fact that she was decked out in gold like a wealthy lady was not befitting of a servant.

The estate was now hers, and naturally, she couldn’t let others take advantage of it. Having Zhao Dafu come out to greet her was both a show of authority and an opportunity to see what kind of manner Zhao Steward maintained on a normal day.

Xin Er shook her head, deep in thought, and said, "If I didn’t know her identity, I would have thought she was the mistress of this mansion!"

Mo Yan smiled without replying, her gaze moving past one side of the shadow wall to an enclosed courtyard that stretched out of sight and the flourishing floral plants in the flowerbeds.

Before, when Zhao Dafu had found their family, Mo Yan learned from his description that the mansion had a lovely landscape. Although she had seen only a small corner, she knew it was more exquisite and beautiful than their own home and suddenly felt like she had struck gold. She joked, unable to resist, "Not counting that thousand mu of good land, if our family ever goes bankrupt, just this mansion alone would be enough for us to live comfortably."

A thousand mu of good land was worth more than ten thousand liang, and now the mansion by itself, she estimated, was worth much more than that. This sensation of being hit by gold was quite a marvel for Mo Yan.

Mo Qingze looked at his eldest daughter’s little money-grubber expression and teased, "If someone offered ten thousand liang for the mansion, would you sell it?"

Without a second thought, Mo Yan shook her head, "I wouldn’t sell! Our family will never see a day of bankruptcy, and even if we did, we wouldn’t sell our mansion or land; we could make a comeback."

"You girl, now you don’t even know how to be modest!" Had someone else made such a claim, Mo Qingze would have surely doubted them, but three years ago their family had nothing, and yet under the management of his eldest daughter, they were doing better and better.

"Father, look, they’re coming for you!"

While the family was talking, voices came from inside, and Mo Yan looked up to see Zhao Dafu hurrying over from around the shadow wall, with the woman who had opened the door following behind him.

Zhao Dafu, having seen Mo Yan once before, recognized her at a glance as the new head of their family; he quickly knelt down to greet her, "Servant pays respects to the County Lord, may the County Lord be auspicious! Greetings to my Lord, Young Masters, and Misses, may you all be in good health!"

The woman behind him, upon seeing this, was dumbfounded and fell to her knees with a thud, trembling as she said, "Servant pays respects, pays respects to the County Lord, may the County Lord be auspicious! Greetings to my Lord, Young Masters, and Misses, may you all be in good health!"

Mo Yan looked down with a heavy gaze at the two people who appeared to be father and daughter, kneeling before her, but she didn’t call them to rise immediately.