Over the next few days, Hu Fengting's courtyard finally began construction.
But compared with Su Fan's courtyard, the progress on his was worlds apart.
Su Fan had Sister Zhen's professional team working on his place. Shade Souls hauled materials, zombies tamped down the earth, and dozens of Mechanical Puppets worked day and night. Their efficiency was simply beyond what ordinary craftsmen could match.
Besides, new courtyards were being built all over the city, and cultivator-craftsmen were already in short supply.
Building materials were also running low, and the shops had raised their prices accordingly. The Hu family's slow construction progress was therefore quite understandable.
Hu Fengting, however, was not in any hurry. Every morning, he would come by the construction site for a look, occasionally bringing his granddaughter, Hu Xuan, along.
After coming and going a few times, the little girl grew familiar with Su Fan. Whenever she saw him, she would keep calling him "Uncle Su Fan."
Hu Xuan was small but clever, her bright eyes constantly darting about and brimming with liveliness.
As fate would have it, she was about the same age as Su Fan's child before he crossed over. That coincidence made him feel extra tenderness toward her, and he would often coax her with dried Spirit Fruits.
The Hu family's courtyard took more than three months of frantic work to barely take shape, but that was only the beginning. The various facilities inside still had to be completed bit by bit.
To save some spirit stones, the Hu family did not hire any craftsmen. All of the dozen-odd members, old and young, joined in.
The men carried bricks and built walls, while the women swept and organized. Every day, they were so busy in the courtyard that their feet barely touched the ground, leaving them