Ye Jiu pondered for a moment, "Continue to sell the mature fruits and vegetables, as for the chili peppers, pick them and dry them for storage—I have my own use for them later. Store the wheat after the harvest as well," Ye Jiu arranged.
"Alright," Ye Changsheng knew Ye Jiu’s rules—just do as instructed and there’s no need to ask about the rest.
Still, Ye Changsheng was amazed at the crops and fruit tree saplings Ye Jiu had brought in.
Ordinary fruit trees would take at least two or three years to bloom and bear fruit, but the ones Ye Jiu had acquired began to bloom within a few months after planting, and the fruits they produced were noticeably larger.
However, Ye Changsheng was pleased with this development, as the higher yields of the manor were a testament to his capabilities.
In front of Ye Changsheng, Ye Jiu opened the wooden box to start reviewing the accounts.
Ye Changsheng, known to be a talented young scholar, kept the accounts exceptionally well, which could be understood at a glance.
Looking at the silver notes in the box, Ye Jiu believed that the manor had indeed earned a good sum from the watermelons and mature fruits.
Moreover, these plants all came from the Ancient Plane, superior in both size and taste compared to the fruits of this ancient plane—making a profit was only expected.
After getting a better understanding of the manor’s affairs, Ye Jiu took some time to check on them again.
The grape wine had already been brewed, sweet in taste and particularly suitable for women. All else thrived, moving toward a favorable direction.
In the golden harvest season of August, everyone was busy at work. The family owned extensive lands, and even Ye Gaosheng was kept busy, though his mood had greatly improved.
Ye Jiu, now a wealthy man, would not stand to see his aging parents labor; fortunately, with the addition of Ada and the other ten strong men, the old man Ye only needed to supervise.
Soon after, Ye Jiu bought about ten maids and young menservants, allowing Mrs. He to be liberated and live the life of an elderly matron.
Ye Gaosheng was provided with two helpers, whereas Ye Qingzhi was a bit tricky to arrange for Ye Jiu, so he decided to maintain the status quo.
After all, there was Ye Qinghua to consider—Qingzhi could stay here thanks to her extensive care. If Ye Jiu were to show undue favoritism, he worried it might affect Qinghua’s feelings.
Both Ye Qingzhi and Ye Qinghua were Ye Jiu’s nieces, and with Qinghua being slightly older and having been a primary caregiver for Ye Jiu in preceding years, she too deserved consideration.
Ye Jiu did not want such trivial matters to harm the harmony between them, so besides the arrangement for Qingzhi to stay here, he tried to be fair in routine matters. Whatever he gave Qingzhi, he ensured Qinghua would not miss out.
Now, when villagers mentioned the Ye Family, they all gave thumbs up, much to the pride of the elder Ye.
The people from the second branch of the family, since their last outburst, had come over twice more but were never given the chance to enter, being stopped outside as instructed by Ye Jiu.
As family, Ye Jiu felt for them, yet he did not want to continue indulging them, lest their ambitions grow without a corresponding increase in their abilities.
During this time, Ye Jiu received more Silver sent by Sikong Mo.
Though Ye Jiu had said it wasn’t necessary, Sikong insisted on giving it. Ye Jiu felt guilty accepting this money.
Ye Jiu had already replenished the burned provisions, but these funds were not issued by the Imperial Court—they were from Sikong Mo’s personal wealth.