Siheyuan: The start of the game is bound to the self-killing system

"Come here, who is it?"

He Zhiqiang stopped knocking on the door when he heard someone talking in the courtyard.

"Squeak~"

As soon as the door opened, an old man half a century old leaked out from the crack of the door and looked at He Zhiqiang.

"Who are you? What do you want from me?"

Village Chief Qin looked at the young man with a strange face and asked.

This young man looks handsome, but he is not from the Qin family village.

"Hello, are you the head of Qin's Village?"

He Zhiqiang asked him politely.

The old man in front of him seemed to have an unusual temperament. If there were no accidents, he would be the village chief.

"I'm the head of Qin's Village. What do you want from me? Young man."

Village Chief Qin looked at him suspiciously when he heard his words and asked.

Such a young man, what can he do with him?

And it doesn't look like a rural person.

"Can Village Chief Qin go inside and talk?"

He Zhiqiang smiled, looked at him and said.

He came here to talk about a big deal, a big deal, so big, so he said it at the door?

"Okay, please come in, please come in."

Only then did Village Chief Qin realize that he was at the door and hurriedly opened the door, and said to him.

He Zhiqiang nodded to him, followed him into the room, and sat down.

When he was walking in this courtyard just now, he could tell that this village is poor, even a village chief's house is so dilapidated, let alone a villager's house.

"Mr. Qin, don't be so busy. I'll just say a few words without drinking water. Do you have any larger wasteland here? I want to rent it."

He Zhiqiang looked at Village Chief Qin who was pouring water for him with a thermos and said.

Just say a few words, he didn't come to drink water, he sat down if he agreed, and changed to another house or village if he disagreed.

"Wasteland boy, why do you want wasteland? You can't grow things here?"

Village head Qin still poured a cup of tea, put it in front of him and sat down, looking at him suspiciously.

This wasteland cannot be divided, no one wants it, even if it is not the wasteland, the output is not enough.

Why does this young man still rent wasteland?

Could it be that you met a liar?

He Zhiqiang looked at his disbelieving expression, took out a thick wad of money from his pocket, and put it on the table.

"Mr. Qin, I came out in a hurry this time, so I brought 500 yuan with me. Can you discuss this matter?"

He Zhiqiang smiled at him and said.

When Village Chief Qin saw the thick pile of paper on the table, Da Heishi's eyes went straight.

Just, just bring 500 yuan?

If you really dare to say it, if this is known, it will be robbed.

"Young man, don't lie to me. I'll take you to the wasteland right now."

Village head Qin took the big black bag on the top and checked that it was real money. The young man didn't lie to him.

"I took all the money, how could it be a lie to you? When the time comes, we will hand over the land and money with one hand."

He Zhiqiang stood up and said to him seriously.

He doesn't care about the mere 500 yuan. When the big leader comes to pull his chickens, ducks and geese, the money will be multiplied by more than ten times.

However, wealth is accumulated slowly, and you cannot become a big fat man with one bite.

"Okay, okay, I'll take you to see the wasteland now."

Village Chief Qin saw it, stood up and followed suit, and walked towards the door.

If this matter is negotiated, their Qin family village will be rich.

The large piece of wasteland at the west end of the village is well settled, and it happens that he is also worried about what to plant.

If this young man can be rented out, then he won't have to worry about it!

Finally, someone who took advantage of him helped him solve the trouble, and even gave him money.

After a while, He Zhiqiang followed Village Chief Qin to the large wasteland at the west end of the village.

He Zhiqiang put his hand on his forehead, blocking the sun, and looked at the endless wasteland. There was nothing on the ground except weeds.

As far as Village Chief Qin is concerned, in this broken land, except for the growth of weeds, other wheat, corn, and rice will die.

"That's good, that's good. How much will I pay for this large piece of wasteland, Village Chief Qin?"

He Zhiqiang turned to look at him and asked.

Village head Qin looked at him in disbelief. If the young man hadn't really been able to afford so much money, he would have thought the young man was mentally ill.

This large piece of wasteland, he actually said it was good?I said it twice, yes.

If this kind of land was assigned to one of the residents of Qinjia Village, he would have to go to his house to cry every day.

I didn't expect that some people would regard this wasteland as a treasure.

"This piece of land is only ten mu in total. Do you think it will work? I will rent it to you for 30 yuan a month on ten mu of land."

Village Chief Qin looked at him and asked cautiously.

This month 30 yuan is a lot of money, although there is no such thing as renting land, but this is wasteland, even if it is given to him, he doesn't want it!

It is true that some landlords used to entrust the land, but after seeing this, no landlords are allowed to exist.

He is the head of the Qin family village.Renting out these waste lands will only be beneficial and not harmful.

When this is done, he will allocate the land to some villagers in name, and then divide the rent given by He Zhiqiang, so that the villagers have nothing to say.

"Okay, Village Chief Qin, I'll rent for a year first."

He Zhiqiang didn't even think about it, so he nodded and agreed. Renting ten acres of wasteland for 30 yuan a month is actually not expensive, nor cheap.

But the income from the ten acres of land is not only the 30 yuan, but tens of thousands of times.

"Okay, let's go, young man, let's sign the contract."

Village head Qin hurriedly dragged him towards the village, fearing that He Zhiqiang would regret it.

He Zhiqiang looked at him in surprise when he heard the word "contract". This rural person still understands that he is indeed the village head.

The contract must be signed, otherwise he will give 300 yuan, if these village chiefs refuse to accept it, wouldn't it be a waste of time?

Soon, He Zhiqiang returned to the village with Village Chief Qin, and some villagers who didn't know He Zhiqiang looked at him curiously.

"This young man is so handsome. If he wasn't married, I would have told him about my daughter."

"Forget it, sister-in-law, your girl's waist is as thick as a millstone, can this handsome guy like you?"

"This young man follows the village head back and forth, what is he doing?"

"I don't know, I came later than you, how do I know?"

"......"

He Zhiqiang heard these voices, turned his head and glanced at the women sitting on the bridge.

If he guessed correctly, this place is where these women gossip.

If he had nothing to do and sat down and mingle with these women, he would probably know how old the kid was and how old he was bed-wetting.

......

"He Zhiqiang, this is a contract, can you see if there is any problem?"

Village head Qin specially found a teacher in the village and asked him to write a contract.

"No problem, Village Chief Qin, if you have no problem, then sign it."

He Zhiqiang glanced at the terms on the paper, it was fair and just, without any pitfalls.