Zhang Xueming gathered 10 elite soldiers of the tax police regiment to disguise themselves and come to Xiaohe Village.
The fields were filled with rice fields, rising and falling with the breeze. Even the air was filled with the smell of a bumper harvest.
After asking around, they arrived at the entrance of the village chief's house. After receiving Zhang Xueming's signal, the guard went to knock on the door.
Dong dong dong!
"Is anyone home? We are the merchants of the town. We have something important to discuss!”
A moment later, the wooden door slowly opened, and an old man appeared in front of him. He looked knowledgeable, and this person must be the village chief.
Zhang Xueming took a step forward and said in the tone of a real businessman,
"Old sir, I'm Zhang Dafu from Fengtian City. I'm here to do business.”
The old village chief looked at the young man in front of him and knew that he did not look like an ordinary villager, so he led Zhang Xueming and the others into the house.
After taking a seat, Zhang Xueming went straight to the point and stated his purpose.
"Old sir, I'm a merchant in the cloth dyeing business in Fengtian City. I want to expand my business, so I want to buy land.”
After Zhang Xueming finished speaking, he immediately signaled the guard to show some money to show his sincerity and that he was not short of money.
Zhang Xueming didn't wait for the old man's agreement. Instead, he saw the old man's bitter face and shook his head.
"Old sir, I am willing to buy the land of Xiaohe Village at 10 times the market price. What do you think?”
After hearing the condition of 10 times the market price, even the village chief who had lived for more than half of his life could not help but open his mouth wide.
The way she looked at Zhang Xueming also became kind. She couldn't help but sigh and say,
"Mr. Zhang, you misunderstood me. It's not that I don't want to sell you, but the land in Xiaohe Village doesn't belong to us villagers.
When there was a famine in the early years, it was taken away by Old Master Chen of the town for 10 yuan per mu!”
Bang!
After hearing the village chief's words, Zhang Xueming slapped the table heavily.
Zhang Xueming squinted his eyes and said,"This Old Master Chen is doing a good business!"？”
"Hey, who says so! At that time, the village had no choice but to sell the land.”
After the village chief finished speaking, his eyes were slightly moist as he said somewhat helplessly.
It was noon, and the sun was shining brightly.
The people of Northeast China had always been hospitable. Under the village chief's hospitality, Zhang Xueming had to eat at his home in the village.
After a while, the village chief's daughter-in-law busied herself in the kitchen for a while before placing the steaming hot sweet potatoes on the table.
"Mr. Zhang, there's nothing to entertain at home. Please don't take offense!”
Zhang Xueming had come to Xiaohe Village after a long journey. He was also a little tired, and his stomach was growling.
Before his rebirth, Zhang Xueming was born in the countryside to change the poor and backward appearance of his hometown.
He studied day and night and finally got into the National University of Defense Technology with excellent results. However, before he had the chance to show his skills, he was reborn into the Republic of China.
There was a bowl of boiled sweet potatoes that were two fingers thick and a bowl of camelia. Although it was just some simple tea and rice, Zhang Xueming finished it all. The taste was really good. Although the sweet potatoes were small, they were still fragrant.
"Aiya…"
Just as the few of them were chatting and laughing as they ate, a cry of surprise came from the kitchen. Zhang Xueming happened to be sitting at a relatively lower position.
He quickly went over to investigate. After all, the northeast was dense with forests at that time, and there were often mountain bandits, refugees, and deserters robbing houses.
Just in case, Zhang Xueming even took off his gun and opened the safety.
It turned out that the daughter-in-law of the village chief had knocked over the bowl. There were no sweet potatoes in it, only some chaff and corn paste with very little impurities.
Two or three cooked wild vegetables, with a full bowl of boiling water beside them, were her lunch.
The scene in front of him was like a bolt of lightning, instantly ringing in Zhang Xueming's heart. Although he knew about the hard life of the general public in the Republic of China in history books, the knowledge in books was far less shocking than the current one.
Only then did Zhang Xueming realize what the old society was, and what the old society was where people were so hungry that they ate tree bark.
The fertile land of the northeast nurtured a large amount of food. These poor farmers worked every day at sunrise and returned at sunset.
However, what greeted them was still a life of hunger and hunger.
A sense of shame that came from the deepest part of his heart made Zhang Xueming's ears and face turn red. Since he had come to an extremely difficult era, as a new youth of the 21st century, shouldn't he do something?
"Village Chief, I have a favor to ask of you. Gather all the young and middle-aged men in the village and hire them at twice the market price. As for the specific work, wait for me to come back and discuss it in detail.”
Zhang Xueming gestured, and the guard immediately handed the money in the bag to the village chief.
The village chief and his family looked at the young man who had the aura of a superior in front of them. Their eyes seemed to have seen hope. They stood at the door and watched the backs of Zhang Xueming and the others disappear from their sight. They were unwilling to leave for a long time.
At this moment, under the dazzling sunlight, a few jeeps were speeding toward Fengtian City.
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