Rural Shennong

Knowing this, Liu Doukui would never open his mouth like a lion.

Even if the reservoir is sold for 50 yuan, Chen Ping will bleed a little.

It's good now, because of his selfishness, not only did he not trap Chen Ping, but he did not lose money by stealing chickens, allowing Chen Ping to take advantage of it.

Except for Liu Doukui, his wife and children, the whole village voted for it.

Liu Doukui, the acting village head, not only failed to make Chen Ping look good, but also suffered a huge blow to his own prestige.

I'm afraid he, as the acting village head, won't be able to serve for long.

When Chen Ping heard the news, he rushed to Shangyanggou immediately.

In the village committee, he met Liu Doukui with a livid face.

"Old Liu, I told you a long time ago, don't be shameless, or don't blame me for being rude."

"I really didn't expect it. Before I could figure out how to deal with you, the folks helped me out."

Speaking of this, Chen Ping shrugged his shoulders: "Why do you say you are doing this?"

Liu Douki's face was full of resentment, and he gritted his teeth, as if he wanted to bite off a piece of meat from Chen Ping:

"The surname is Chen, don't worry about it!"

"I contracted the reservoir, and all the fish in it are mine!"

"You just wait for me, I guarantee that when you receive the reservoir, you won't even see a small shrimp in it!"

All the villagers were in an uproar.

Liu Douki's thoughts are too vicious.

The Shangyanggou Reservoir is so good not only because the area of ​​the reservoir is large enough, but also because the reservoir is old enough.

This leads to the formation of a good natural ecosystem in the reservoir.

If Liu Doucui fishes out the water and cleans up the reservoir, it will take Chen Pingguang a year or so to rebuild the ecosystem.

All the villagers glared at Liu Doukui one after another, and they all wanted to punish him for his practice of harming others and benefiting himself.

At this moment, Chen Ping suddenly waved his hand and said, "Okay, you can get it anyway, it's your right."

"But you have to hurry up, I only give you three days!"

Seeing Chen Ping and Liu Doukui's quarrel so stiffly, the villagers were afraid that Chen Ping would become angry and implicate them.

Seeing the anxious expressions of the villagers, Chen Ping smiled slightly and said, "Everyone, keep your heart in your stomach."

"Since I have taken over the reservoir in your village, I am also considered half of the people who go to Yanggou."

"In the future, the treatment that Happy Farm will have, and the folks will also have it."

"As long as you are willing to work with me down-to-earth, I will welcome everyone!"

"Everyone is treated the same as Yuhe Village."

Amidst the cheers of the villagers, Liu Doukui left the village committee with a heavy face.

"Chen Ping, are you waiting for me? If I don't cheat you to death, I will follow your surname!"

The next day, Liu Doucui started his operation.

He did not fish with a large net, but directly chose to open the gate to release the water at night.

I did a real exhaustion of fishing.

It was already the third morning when the villagers discovered that the water in the reservoir had been emptied.

When Chen Ping arrived at the dam, what he saw was a dry depression and a group of villagers with livid faces.

Liu Doucui moved the small horse, looking like an old god.

Now let alone the complete destruction of the ecosystem, even the old water accumulated in the reservoir was gone, he just wanted to see how ugly Chen Ping's face would be.

Chen Ping said calmly: "Old Liu, have you finished what you should do?"

Liu Douki proudly said: "Of course, I, Liu Douki, keep my word. If I don't leave you a shrimp skin, I won't leave you a shrimp skin!"

Ma Fenglian's face was full of worry: "Chen Ping, how about...or how about this reservoir is given to you by our village!"

"Anyway, there is only a rotten mud pond left, and it is not worth a lot of money. You have to continue to raise water and invest in it, and it will cost a lot of money."

What she said was the truth, the water in the Shangyanggou Reservoir was accumulated after heavy rain and light rain.

Now there is only a rotten mud pond, and it will not be of any use value for at least two or three years.

Chen Ping said with a smile: "Sister Ma, I still have to give the money that should be given. Even if it is only 20, I will not regret it!"

"As for the water, don't worry about it."

"The sky can't come down, we can dig it from the ground!"

Hearing what Chen Ping said, Liu Douki who was not far away laughed and said, "There are so many idiots every year, especially this year!"

"Chen Ping, you still want to dig water out of the ground? Your brain was caught by the door, right?"

Not to mention Liu Doucui, even the other villagers in Shangyanggou felt that Chen Ping's idea was whimsical.

Their ancestors have lived in Shangyanggou for so many years, and they have seen any springs nearby.

Chen Ping ignored Liu Doukui at all.

He stood on the dam and looked up for a moment, then rolled up his trouser legs, picked up a few branches, and walked into the muddy pond.

Chen Ping received the inheritance from Nuwa, who can control mountains and rivers at the top, and save the people of Liming at the bottom.

Fortune-telling, divination and feng shui are nothing to him.

He has already seen that there is a water vein under the Shangyanggou reservoir.

In scientific terms, the reservoir exists all year round, and the groundwater seeping into the ground is very rich.

It's just that there was pressure from the water above, and the huge water pressure pressed the underground water very tightly, and there was no possibility of eruption at all.

Now the water above has been emptied, just find a place with shallow soil and dig it to dig out the spring.

He wandered in the muddy pond for more than half an hour, and planted branches in five places before walking onto the dam.

"I'm going to dig the spring now, right where I put the stick."

"Whoever is willing to help with work, I will pay wages."

None of the villagers believed that the place where Chen Ping seemed to have inserted the stick randomly could dig out water.

Chen Ping said calmly: "Folks, don't worry, just dig, even if you can't find anything, I will still pay you."

Now that Chen Ping has said so, anyway, there are many idlers now.

The strong laborers of almost every household went home to get their tools, and then went into the muddy pond to start working.

Liu Douki lit a bag of dry cigarettes, with a gloating expression on his face: "My surname is Chen, I'm here to watch you toss."

"If you can dig out the water, I'll clean up this muddy pond!"

Chen Ping glanced at him indifferently, then turned his gaze back to the construction site.

From morning to noon, mud more than two meters high was dug out in all five places.

Although water was dug out, there was no spring.

The enthusiasm of the villagers to work is not high.

After digging for a whole morning, no results were found, and because of water seepage, the work became more and more difficult, and some villagers even stopped working.

Liu Douki stood up and said, "Stupid fool, you still want to dig the spring? It's just a dream!"

"I still want to see what miracles you can do. It's a waste of time."

He gave Chen Ping a disdainful look, picked up the ponytail and was about to walk back.

As soon as Liu Doukui turned around, he heard exclamations from the muddy pond.

"Yongquan, what a big Yongquan!"

"I'm stupid, run quickly!"

Liu Doukui turned his head abruptly, and saw a clear jet of water shooting up into the sky, knocking several people who were digging holes to the ground.

His eyeballs almost popped out: "This... this is impossible!"