Rural Shennong

Liu Douki sneered and said, "I didn't get on the pole and begged you to buy it."

"It's you who asked me to make a price first."

"Just 100 million, do you want to buy it or not!"

Chen Ping frowned slightly: "Old Liu, don't take me for a fool."

"I've inquired. The reservoir in your village is worth 50 yuan at most."

"And this reservoir does not belong to your family, but to the village collective."

"I was able to come to you to give you face as the acting village head, and you are almost fine."

Liu Doukui said contemptuously: "You are using me as an acting village head as an improper cadre, so why are you looking for me?"

"If you can't afford it, get out!"

Chen Ping stood up expressionlessly: "Old Liu, I gave you shame, but you are shameless, so don't blame me for being rude!"

Facing the lion who opened his mouth and deliberately made things difficult for him, Chen Ping didn't want to give him any good looks.

Liu Douki pointed at Chen Ping's nose and cursed: "I won't sell it to you, why?"

"Scare me? Do you think I was scared?"

"I tell you, as long as I have breath, you don't want to put your hands in our upper gutter!"

Chen Ping turned his head and walked away after he didn't talk speculatively.

Looking at the car going away, Liu Douki said disdainfully, "I thought you were capable!"

"Little bastard, fight with me, you are still a little tender!"

He played and insulted Chen Ping without sincerity, not only because he was tricked by Chen Ping when he was cooperating with the Yan family.

It is also because he is only an acting village head now, and his position is not secure.

Shangyanggou is next to Yuhe Village. After Chen Ping's toss, the people in Shangyanggou already knew how rich Yuhe Village was.

The villagers here are very jealous of the villagers of Yuhe Village, so many people also want to join the Happy Farm and work with Chen Ping.

Liu Douki knew very well what kind of virtue Song Jianming, the head of Yuhe Village, was now.

It can be said that Song Jianming, the village chief, is like farting in Yuhe Village, and the villagers there listen to Chen Ping.

Song Jianming is still the official village head.

What if Chen Ping puts his hand into Shangyanggou, collects the reservoir, and then pulls the villagers into his happy farm?

When the time comes, will the villagers listen to Chen Ping or him?The results speak for themselves.

Chen Ping also understood this truth.

Recently, Zhang Dayong told him that many villagers in Shangyanggou wanted to join Happy Farm.

However, Chen Ping did not open a new restaurant, and the supply of top-quality dishes is not enough for the time being, so he is still considering it.

Now he doesn't have to think about it.

Back in the village, he found Zhang Dayong.

"Uncle Dayong, didn't some villagers from Shangyanggou want to join our company?"

"You contact those people immediately, and you just tell them that..."

Listening to Chen Ping's instructions, Zhang Dayong nodded repeatedly: "Okay, I understand!"

In the next two days, a news suddenly spread throughout Shangyanggou.

It was Chen Ping who wanted to try to cooperate with Shangyanggou, starting with the reservoir.

But when he went to meet Liu Doukui, Liu Doukui directly rejected him, so Chen Ping gave up the idea of ​​continuing to cooperate.

He is about to communicate with other villages.

Hearing this news, the villagers of Shangyanggou were panicked.

"Has Liu Doucui lost his mind? Why did he refuse such a good job? I regret voting for him as acting village chief."

"Does it need to be said? It must be because old Liu has a grudge. When he cooperated with the Yan family, Chen Ping even made a fool of him."

"Fuck, the personal grievances between him and Chen Ping are none of our business? Shouldn't he be thinking about us fellow villagers as he acts as the village chief?"

The more the villagers thought about it, the more angry they became, and they made up their minds in private, and they simply went to Liu Doukui collectively to ask him for an explanation.

Liu Douki was immersed in the comfort of scolding Chen Ping for running away.

As long as he thinks of Chen Ping's "running away in embarrassment", he can laugh out loud.

Just as he was laughing, he saw a large group of Hulala villagers rushing into the courtyard gate of his house.

Liu Douki asked suspiciously, "What's the matter with you?"

A middle-aged village girl with braids said: "Old Liu, we heard that Chen Ping came to you to buy a fish pond. Is there such a thing?"

This woman's name is Ma Fenglian, and she is a shrew known to everyone in Shangyanggou, with a very hot temper.

Liu Douki's heart skipped a beat, he didn't need to guess, it must be the rumor that Chen Ping let out secretly.

The villagers must have had definite news before they came back to look for him. At this time, it is definitely not acceptable to pretend to be crazy.

Thinking of this, Liu Douki pretended to be calm and said, "That's what happened!"

Ma Fenglian said coldly: "Because you previously leased the land to Yan's family in the county seat, our village has never had a good relationship with Chen Ping."

"Everyone wants to join his happy farm and make money with him, so they are too embarrassed to open their mouths."

"Isn't it a good sign for someone to finally release some kindness?"

"Why don't you sell him the fish pond?"

As soon as Ma Fenglian said this, other villagers also followed suit, asking Liu Doukui to give a reasonable explanation.

Liu Doukui scolded all eighteen generations of Chen Ping's ancestors in his heart before he laughed twice and said:

"It's not that I didn't sell it to him, but that the price he offered was too low, and he only agreed to give 20."

"The reservoir in our village is worth at least 50 yuan, right?"

"If it really sells for 20 yuan, the family can share a few hundred yuan."

"Chen Ping has no sincerity at all, so I didn't sell it to him."

Ma Fenglian pinched her waist and pointed at Liu Doukui's nose and cursed, "You fart!"

"I've heard what Zhang Dayong said, Chen Ping asked you to bid, and you directly offered 100 million."

"A fool would spend 100 million to buy a reservoir in our village."

All the villagers glared at Liu Doukui.

The matter is already very clear, Liu Douki is out of personal grievances and has disregarded everyone's interests.

Liu Doucui knew that this matter could no longer be hidden, and if Chen Ping confronted him again, he would be even more ashamed.

He was so persecuted by the villagers, and thinking of Chen Ping's insidious methods, he suddenly became angry from embarrassment.

"Why don't I sell it to him?"

"I am the village head of Shangyanggou, and I am also contracting the reservoir now."

"Ma Dazhui, why do you think I can't be the master?"

Ma Fenglian sneered and said, "Old Liu, why don't you use fire sticks as foreign cannons."

"Return to the village chief, you are just acting as an agent."

"You contracted the reservoir, but it is collectively owned by the village. Why do you decide for us?"

"I propose that the whole village vote to agree to sell the reservoir to Chen Ping. Raise your hand!"

As soon as she said this, she immediately got the response of all the villagers.

"I agree to sell the reservoir, but it must be sold at a lower price, so that Chen Ping can feel our sincerity."

"Yes, isn't 100 million playing with people? I think 50 is about the same."

"Are you stupid? Even if it's 50 yuan, how much can the family share? I think 20 yuan is enough."

The villagers raised their hands to vote one after another, wishing to give the reservoir to Chen Ping for free.

They are not stupid. There are more than 300 households in Shangyanggou. Even if they sell for 100 million yuan, the family can get about 3000 yuan.

If you join Chen Ping's Happy Farm, you can earn a considerable income by selling the land to him.

Working at Happy Farm, the monthly salary is at least 4000 yuan, plus bonuses and so on.

Thinking about it further, who cares about the little profit in front of you?

The most important thing is to attract Chen Ping.

Hearing what the villagers said, Liu Doukui was so angry that he almost spat out blood.