Siheyuan: Forgive me!I Xu Damao is willing to support the whole hospital

Chapter 218 I Competed for People's Heart in the Blacksmith Camp

The villagers glared at Xu Damao, and they were about to explode when they saw Xu Damao still laughing.

Xu Damao secretly scolded the ancient bronze tree for being greedy, why did he take away the big pine tree, it made people see the flaws!
The village chief's eyes were fierce, the hammer in his hand kept shaking, and he asked sharply, "Director Xu, what are you doing in our ancestor's residence?"

Xu Damao laughed awkwardly and said, "What are you doing here with the pots on your hands? Picnic?"

[Villager's resentment +800 +900 +600...]

The second uncle's lungs were about to explode, and he said, "I'm the one asking you now! Was it you who sneaked down the well just now? You, what did you do to our holy land? What did you do to our holy pine?"

Xu Damao knew that the villagers didn't know about the meteorite, and he wasn't afraid of these old men, so he calmed down without panic, and said with a very innocent gesture:

"We have been talking about the transfer of this land, but I have to see if it is suitable for development first! If the ground is full of mud, we don't want this land!"

Several old men with gritty teeth approached him with their weapons in their pockets, and asked in a cold tone: "Then what's the result of your investigation?"

Xu Damao spread his hands and said: "The groundwater quality here is not good, and there are big pits. The foundation must cost a lot of money. I think it's better to forget it. Let's find another land."

After finishing speaking, Xu Damao pushed away the crowd and left voluntarily.

A few old men with sullen faces were full of question marks, since Xu Damao had already seen the ore veins, why did he suddenly give up and hold back some bad water!
And just now he should have been crushed to death by us in the deep well!

They leaned closer to the mine to look down, and one of them immediately yelled after jumping down.

"No, not only the pine tree is gone, but that strange piece of bronze is also gone, and all our iron ore is gone!"

"What!" The second uncle didn't believe it, and jumped into the pool himself, and there wasn't even a single ore left!

"He stole our ore, quickly bring that kid back!" He immediately shouted hysterically.

Dozens of young people chased after him, Xu Damao calmly stood where he was.

"You stole our ore, hand it over quickly!" The head of the blacksmith village said angrily, swinging the hammer like Haotian Douluo desperately.

Xu Damao looked around, looked at the villagers surrounding him and asked, "I don't understand what your village chief said."

The village chief was going crazy, Xu Damao's eyes were clearly full of sarcasm.

【Village Chief Resentment 999】

He swung the hammer and smashed it towards Xu Damao's Tianling Gai, in an attitude of fighting for his life.

Everyone exclaimed. Although the village chief is usually irritable, he never lost control.

How could Xu Damao be hit by him, thinking to himself that you are not Haotian Douluo, I am afraid of you!

Xu Damao moved like a rabbit, he had already retreated two steps away, and kicked the village chief who lost his balance because of the smash, which didn't hurt him, but made him jump out of frustration.

"Boy, if you come again, I'll make you lose face in front of the villagers!" Xu Damao stared at him and pointed.

The second uncle was dragged ashore, smelling like metal waste water all over his body, and led the village elders to chase after him angrily.

"Tell me, where did the ore go!" The elders surrounded him
"What ore? Your family lost something and blamed me? Can you see if I have it?" Xu Damao asked bluntly.

"Okay, then I'll search!" The second uncle came over and wanted to search.

Xu Damao yelled angrily: "Old man, what are you doing? Body search? Are you worthy? Do you have a search warrant? Is there no law in your village?"

The second uncle almost choked to death, gasping for breath.

Xu Damao said loudly to the surrounding villagers: "I, Xu Damao, am innocent. These are my things. I will show you each piece."

After all, Xu Damao shook his clothes and belongings, only a Yitian sword, a dagger, and a scroll of ancient paintings, anyone could see that there was nothing hidden.

The villagers talked a lot, but they didn't know what happened.

As ordinary villagers, they actually hate these elders in the village very much. They call the younger generation to serve food and drink every day.

However, the second uncle fixed his eyes on the ancient painting and said, "Show me that painting!"

Xu Damao said: "This is a calligraphy and painting handed down from my family. What do you see?"

The second uncle refused to let go and said: "If you don't show us, you have a ghost in your heart!"

Xu Damao disdained it, so he thought about showing it to him, and said, "Then just watch it!"

He spread out the ancient scroll and showed the villagers that the painting was just an old tree in the Snake Swamp.

"The pine tree in the painting belongs to our village!" Second Uncle exclaimed, then passed out.

Xu Damao was also taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly discovered that the big pine tree actually appeared in the painting!

But of course he couldn't admit it, and said bluntly: "There are pine trees in the painting, so what? Have you ever seen the painting? Don't all the pine trees in the painting look like this, it's so rare!"

The young villagers were amazed and came to observe them one after another. Xu Damao thought of winning over them and discrediting these old monsters, so he said to them:

"The ancient paintings of pine trees in our country paid attention to both form and meaning. This pine tree is a typical example..."

Some said the tree belonged to their village, but more said it was nonsense, and the two sides argued.

Xu Damao said: "Stop arguing, I just want to ask, if there is a house in a painting that looks like yours, would you still go to the painting and blow it out?"

All the villagers laughed, no one took the second uncle's words seriously anymore, and they all said that he was relying on the old to sell the old, that he was old and confused, and embarrassing the village.

Xu Damao wanted to leave, but the villagers still surrounded him and asked about the land transfer.

Xu Damao knew that the vast majority of people in the village wanted to transfer, but the words were all controlled by these old things, and the young people were suppressed so much that they couldn't hold their heads up.

He thought that since he took away the ore, it seemed that he should make some compensation, so he said:
"I think this piece of land has good geological conditions and is very suitable for development! Now, on behalf of the factory, I can promise everyone that anyone in this village who is qualified to recruit workers, regardless of gender, can work in the factory! As for the house, it is the same as the factory. Employees are the same, and under the same conditions, they will be distributed according to the principle of priority!"

Hearing this, the young people cheered thunderously and cheered one after another, especially several older girls even jumped up excitedly.

Xu Damao said: "If you know how to forge iron, you can go to the steel rolling workshop. If you don't, it doesn't matter. You can ask the factory to come to our infrastructure department voluntarily. We will build more dormitories in the future!"

The villagers applauded enthusiastically again.

The second uncle stood up and said angrily to the villagers: "You youngsters, if you don't listen to your elders, are you going to rebel? I'll beat you next to each other when I go home!"

Xu Damao immediately confronted him: "Old man, who are you going to smoke? From now on, they will be workers in the rolling mill and will no longer obey your orders! The days of you yelling at them and telling them to serve tea and food are over! Brothers Follow me in the future, good days will come! Those who are willing to leave, report to me now!"

People cheered and flocked to Xu Damao without hesitation, leaving only a few elders in the village lamenting the old world.

(End of this chapter)