Rural Shennong

A day's plan lies in the morning, morning exercise is Chen Ping's favorite item.

Miao Runlian, who became a second-rate warrior, not only rejuvenated, but also her fighting power soared.

As soon as the sky was slightly bright, the two sides were already diligently preparing to make progress together.

As soon as they got into their practice positions, they heard a call from outside the door: "Runlian, I'm your aunt, are you awake?"

Miao Runlian pressed Chen Ping's mischievous big hand: "Auntie, I just woke up and I want to go back to sleep. If you are not in a hurry, wait until I wake up!"

Ge Cuifen shouted: "Run Lian, I have something urgent!"

After 10 minutes, Miao Runlian went out of the house and opened the courtyard door to welcome Ge Cuifen in.

When she entered the room and saw Chen Ping sitting on the bed, she knew why Miao Runlian didn't want to open the door for her just now.

Ge Cuifen smiled slightly: "You are young, but you also need to know how to control yourself!"

Miao Runlian's pretty face flushed slightly: "Auntie, why are you so anxious to come to me?"

Ge Cuifen whispered: "It's a big deal!"

"Last night, Wang Xiaowei and Li Xian came to our house for dinner and said that they would connect some villagers and sell the land to the development company!"

Miao Runlian turned pale with shock: "How is it possible! Ah Ping has raised his salary to 8000 yuan a month for a while, why are they still selling the land?"

Ge Cuifen smiled wryly: "Because the development company promised in private that it will give each household 50 yuan in compensation for demolition!"

Miao Runlian panicked, and he turned around and sat next to Chen Ping: "What's wrong with this! How about, why don't we raise the wages of the folks!"

In fact, there was no such thing as the Yang family wanting to develop Tangpu Village, and Chen Ping also planned to raise the wages of the villagers.

What he hated the most in the past was the kind of black-hearted capitalist whose employees worked hard from morning to night, changed cars and houses for the boss, but couldn't even afford the down payment for a house.

But now Chen Ping has no such plan.

"Wage increase? Hehe!" Chen Ping said with a light smile, "Everyone has their own aspirations. They are willing to sell the land, which is the right of the villagers."

"When I first contracted the land, I told the villagers that it was written in the agreement that they could take the land back at any time."

"But when I signed the agreement, I also told them that they have to notify me in advance when the land is going to be sold."

"Now? If it wasn't for my aunt to tell us the news, we would still be kept in the dark."

"Once they sign the agreement in private, the Yang family will suddenly come to take over the land, and I will definitely be caught off guard!"

"To be honest, even if I raise my salary to [-] a month, I can still make some money."

"But why should I still be used to this group of people eating inside and out?"

Ge Cuifen nodded: "Ah Ping is right, we don't have bad intentions to harm anyone, but we can't let anyone treat us as fools!"

"But if this land is taken over by the development zone, where will you grow vegetables and raise cattle, Aping?"

Miao Runlian just heard the news suddenly and was a little flustered, so she came up with such a bad idea.

Now she has calmed down: "Auntie, you don't have to worry about this."

"Aping still has a base, but because the traffic conditions there are not very convenient, it has not been opened yet."

Ge Cuifen patted his chest: "That's good, that's good!"

Chen Ping rubbed his chin and thought for a while: "Auntie, you should mingle with those villagers first and see who is willing to sell the land on their own initiative."

"Then just tell Runlian the list."

"You don't have to worry about settling down."

"Even if Tangpu Village is developed, it's just a small problem for me to arrange for you old couple."

The corners of Ge Cuifen's eyes were filled with smiles: "Your third uncle and I listen to you, we will arrange whatever you say, so we will!"

At ten o'clock in the morning, Shazhuqiang drove to Tangpu Village, picked up Chen Ping, and drove to the city.

After getting into the car, Chen Ping, who was sitting in the back, closed his eyes and asked slowly, "How is Fuhua District going?"

Butcher glanced at the rearview mirror, and replied in a low voice: "Master, my uncle and the others have stood firm."

"All the forces belonging to the Yang family have been wiped out, and the remaining neutral gangs are nothing to worry about."

Chen Ping said, "Mmm!", "You make a phone call and ask the second and third child to come to the milk factory."

When the car arrived at the milk factory, Chen Ping went to find Lin Yuru and inspected the fully built workshop production line with her.

"Since the production line has been built, let's work overtime to produce!"

Lin Yuru was slightly taken aback: "Don't be in such a hurry. Although we don't have any inventory, the current output is enough to sell."

"There are too many products produced, what should I do if there is a backlog of products?"

In a province as large as Lingnan, there is a huge demand for premium milk, but there are not enough sales channels.

Every day when the Four Seasons Supermarket opens, there are customers queuing up to buy milk. The queue will not disperse until all the milk for that day is sold out.

Chen Ping had planned for a long time: "You don't have to worry about the inventory problem, I plan to add some more outlets in the supermarket."

Lin Yuru nodded: "Okay then, I'll go to the talent market later and recruit some workers who are changing shifts."

Chen Ping waved his hand and said, "Not for the time being, let the existing workers work hard for a few days and pay more overtime pay. I will arrange some workers to come over after a while."

He didn't believe that all the villagers in Tangcun Village would betray him.

When the situation is irreversible and Tangpu Village is included in the urban development, those villagers who are loyal to Chen Ping will be the gold left over from the big waves washing the sand.

Chen Ping not only wanted to arrange jobs for these people, but also arranged for them to settle in the city and give them a big gift.

Duan Peilong and Hua Biao came hand in hand after receiving the notice from Shazhuqiang.

Hua Biao asked, "Brother, why are you looking for us?"

Chen Ping looked him up and down: "Hey, your kung fu has improved, and your external strength has been reduced?"

It is also the Evergreen Art of cultivation, the cultivation of Hua Biao and Duan Peilong, ordinary warriors can't see clearly, but Chen Ping can tell at a glance that he is already a warrior with a small amount of external strength.

Hua Biao chuckled: "I fought on the viaduct once, and in the past few days I have been sweeping the venues in Fuhua District, and I have done a lot of work, hitting and hitting, and my cultivation has broken through."

Chen Ping patted him on the shoulder, turned his head and said, "Second brother, you have to work hard."

Duan Peilong scratched the back of his head: "I practice martial arts much later than the third child, and it's already very hard work to be able to get started with external strength so quickly."

Chen Ping punched him: "Work hard, don't think I don't know the messy things you've been doing these days."

"No matter how much you mess around, you will die among women sooner or later."

Seeing Duan Peilong's foolishness, Chen Ping was too lazy to talk about him.

"I came to you two today to find out if there are any newly built communities recently. It doesn't need to be too high-end, just generally."

"I'm going to arrange a large group of people."