Farm Girl's Manor
Chapter 166 Trouble Comes Knocking (9)_1

Chapter 166: Chapter 166 Trouble Comes Knocking (9)_1

Mo Yan remembered that in her past life, a newly renovated house typically needed to be left empty for half a year before it could be inhabited. If their house also required half a year, wouldn’t that mean they couldn’t move in until next year?

Mo Qingze thought his daughter was anxious to move into the new house, so he said with a smile, "If you’re in a hurry, we can move in as soon as the house is whitewashed and the walls are dry. Then we’ll just need to add some furniture. We can pick a good day to warm the house and invite friends and relatives to make it lively. If there’s no rush, we can wait until the housewarming day to move in."

So soon? Mo Yan was taken aback and then realized that this was not the modern era flooded with chemical products and various additives. The paint and lime powder of this era were naturally processed, without harmful substances like formaldehyde, so they could move in any time they wanted.

"How long will the whitewashing take? Why don’t we set the date for the housewarming as well?" She couldn’t wait to move in.

Mo Qingze thought for a moment and then answered, "Our house is quite large, so whitewashing alone will take about half a month, then another half a month for the walls to dry, plus the house needs to be cleaned thoroughly. Altogether, it will take over a month, and none of these upcoming dates are quite right."

It’s already the twentieth of May now, and the farthest of the good dates available is only the twenty-eighth of June, which is too soon for the housewarming. There are no good dates in July, so it would have to be at least August.

Mo Yan thought of this too. August it would be, then. She had already waited for the better part of a year, so three more months didn’t make much difference. However, now that the house was built, it was time to invite the carpenters from Mu’s Shop in the city to come and measure the house for furniture.

The father and daughter discussed some more details, then went about their respective tasks.

Mo Yan inspected each room, finding them all exactly as she envisioned, and even some details had been perfected under Master Lv’s craftsmanship.

She wandered around the courtyard, examining the workers’ progress, and offered some suggestions to Master Lv.

After careful consideration, Master Lv felt these tips would make the layout of the yard more harmonious with the house, so he decided to implement Mo Yan’s suggestions for improvements.

Mo Yan admired someone like Master Lv very much. Despite his high level of skill in construction, reaching the level of a great master, he was not stubborn or arrogant. He welcomed good ideas with open arms and sincere thanks, and if he felt the advice was not suitable, he would explain why patiently, always managing to convince others.

No wonder, in just a few short years, Master Lv’s construction crew had gained renown throughout Jing City. People respected him despite his mason background, suggesting that it wasn’t just his skills, but also his personal charisma that contributed to his reputation.

With nothing left for her to do inside, Mo Yan listlessly sat in the gazebo, looking through the account book her father had organized. When she saw the total cost of building the house on the last page, she couldn’t help but click her tongue in amazement.

Although she knew that building a house was expensive, she had not expected that just erecting the shell would cost nearly six hundred taels of silver. The biggest expenditure was for bricks, stones, wood, and tiles, which amounted to four hundred taels, and the remaining hundred or so was paid to the villagers as wages.

The wages for Master Lv and his team would be calculated once the house was completed. According to their status, it would require at least three hundred taels.

Mo Yan privately did some calculations for the cost of plastering the house and the subsequent furniture customization, realizing another six hundred taels of silver would be necessary, almost one and a half times what she had originally budgeted for. No wonder she often saw her father sighing over the account book; it was because the spending on silver was too fierce.

Fortunately, the family had some savings; otherwise, the house would barely be finished before the landlord turned into an impoverished farmer. The disparity was simply too great!

Although the spending on silver was somewhat high, Mo Yan felt that the comfort and spaciousness of the future home made it worth the cost.

Isn’t a person’s lifelong effort all about food, clothing, shelter, and transportation? If one can afford a high-quality life, why settle for less?

In Mo Yan’s view, there was nothing wrong with indulging in good food, clothing, and housing with hard-earned money, as long as one didn’t recklessly squander and waste.

"Don’t stop me, I must seek justice today. The Mo Family has made their fortune and built a fine house, yet they want to cheat their own villagers. I want to see for myself if their hearts are black!"

Just as Mo Yan continued flipping through the account book, she heard a clamor outside. She faintly heard the loudest voice mentioning the Mo Family, and she quickly stood up and walked outside...