Transmigration: A Farm Girl’s Brocade
Chapter 547 - 282: You’re Too Beautiful_2

Chapter 547: Chapter 282: You’re Too Beautiful_2

Butler Pan stood up after listening and still glared fiercely at Jack.

Not long after, Pan Ying arrived again, accompanied by Blue Bead.

Seeing Pan Ying, Jack quickly covered his mouth halfway through whistling. He didn’t dare to approach any closer and kept saying, "sorry, sorry, I apologize, I apologize..."

Pan Ying ignored him and got into the ox-drawn carriage with Qian Yixiu and Blue Bead. Everyone else walked; Pan Shoufu and Huang Tie followed alongside the ox cart.

They headed towards the back of the courtyard, Qian Yixiu lifted the curtains and listened to the explanations of Pan Shoufu and Huang Tie along the way.

Behind the courtyard, there was a row of connected small yards, which were the servants’ quarters. Previously, only Huang Tie, the family of three of Pan Shoufu, Su Siwu and his wife, and two other servants’ families lived there. It was only when the masters from the city came that more servants arrived, and the back quarters became filled.

After passing a patch of woodland, they saw dry grass everywhere; around a hundred people were sporadically digging the ground, some were cutting trees or moving stones. Huang Tie said, "Please look, Miss, to the north and east, we have bought three hundred and twenty acres of wasteland. It’s the slack farming season now. We just got the manpower sorted out the day before yesterday, and work started yesterday. By next March, the pond should be ready."

He went on about where to pile up the soil, where the paths would be, and where the houses would be built...

Meanwhile, Jack wasn’t idle; he saw that there were no flowers in the wasteland and not even leaves on the trees. After looking for a long time, he finally spotted an evergreen tree in the distance, ran over, and picked several of the lushest tips of branches, bundling them with dried grass. Not daring to approach Pan Shoufu, he ran over to Huang Tie’s side and extended a handful of "leaf flowers" into the carriage, saying in broken Daqianese, "Miss, for you, my sentiments."

Blue Bead, who sat by the window, smiled, made way, and said to Pan Ying sitting in the middle, "Look, for you."

Pan Ying rolled her eyes and turned her face to the other side.

Blue Bead, now quite familiar with Jack, laughed and said, "She’s too scared to accept; you just frightened her."

Jack shrugged his shoulders, disappointedly saying, "Real—a—shame." Then he added, "Don’t be afraid, I’m not a ghost, I’m human... Moreover, my hair is golden, and I have a big nose... I will treat you well, I swear..."

As he spoke the clumsy Daqianese, intermixed with foreign words, he followed the ox cart and professed his feelings, even managing to use conjunctions.

On the other side, Pan Shoufu could no longer bear it, picked up a stick, and came around. When Jack saw him, he was so frightened that he quickly ran ahead.

Qian Yixiu held back her laughter, thinking this was quite a good match. She had been thinking of ways to keep the two foreigners for another ten or twenty years—in addition to the Glass Factory, she had more important uses for them. If they could find wives in Daqian, perhaps they would settle here permanently. She had asked them earlier; Jack was twenty-two years old and not yet married. Sean was thirty; his wife had died of an illness two years ago.

Having interacted with the two foreigners for a few months, Qian Yixiu felt they had good characters. Jack was pure, cheerful, and kind-hearted—he would even cry when he saw or heard of suffering people. Sean was more composed, but he was extremely honest and very knowledgeable. It could be said that they were more trustworthy and more honorable than many people in Daqian.

If the Glass Factory started up, the profits would be incalculable, and she could not possibly treat the two men unfairly. Marrying Jack would make Pan Ying a pampered young mistress, at her beck and call; she definitely couldn’t find such a wealthy and appreciative man in Daqian. Just wait and see; when they became acquainted over time, she would naturally recognize Jack’s good qualities. Perhaps before long, there would be a Chinese-Western fusion wedding.

After walking further west for about half a mile, they arrived outside a courtyard. This courtyard was surrounded by their family’s land on three sides, except for the front.

This was also a dowry given by another family for their daughter, who had married away to Jiaodong. Her parents had gone to another region to take official posts. Only an elderly couple remained on the estate, in charge of the house while managing over two hundred acres of leased-out farmland. Now, the masters wanted to sell both the fields and the estate.

They entered the estate; it was not large, a triple-courtyard residence with only six or seven acres. The house was in good condition, and after some repairs and fresh paint, it would look quite nice. So Qian Yixiu asked Huang Tie to buy the courtyard and then earmark a few acres to the west to construct an adjacent courtyard. Behind that, they would allocate another ten acres, using some for a lake and some for planting peach trees. In the future, this place would be called Peach Court.