The mayor is a little bit thick

Chapter 42 Joy from Heaven (Please recommend and monthly pass)
The old man didn't speak, frowned, looked at Liu San's daughter-in-law and the complacent Liu San with a look of embarrassment, "Are you two serious?"

"Of course it's true, how much conscience we have to lie to you old man." Liu San's daughter-in-law said.

The old man nodded, "Come on, then I bought your yard for 8000 yuan."

"Are you serious, Uncle Eighth?"

"Of course it's true. Let's go to the brigade to find Murakami to sign a contract and transfer ownership." Although the old man is old, he still talks and does things like drinking carrots and drinking.

When Liu San and his wife heard this, they couldn't believe that the dilapidated yard that had been vacant for five or six years was actually sold like this, not to mention eight thousand, even seven thousand.

"Okay, Uncle Eighth, then let's go to the brigade." Liu San's daughter-in-law coaxed the old man to repent.

Wang Biao's eyes are full of admiration, who said that the older you get, the more confused you become?Pure nonsense, look at my great-grandfather, this is a piece of old ginger, it is really spicy enough, without saying a word of bargaining, it directly dropped by two thousand, this is really a big skill, enough for him to learn.

"Hey, isn't this Mr. Li? What kind of fragrant wind brought you here?" Ma Shijie, who was about to go out, greeted the visitor hurriedly and politely.

"What Xiangfeng, Lao Ma, is Zhao Village in there?" Li Daguo said carelessly.

Ma Shijie smiled and said, "It's the office inside."

Li Daguo walked directly inside with the people.

Ma Shijie took a deep breath, what the hell, fuck, it's shameless.

"Second brother, what are you busy with?"

Zhao Zhanhai looked up, "Oh, why do you two still have the time to come here?"

Li Daguo waited for his son to enter the room, closed the door behind his back, then sat on the chair opposite Zhao Zhanhai, took out a cigarette and handed it to Zhao Zhanhai, and lit the lighter again, "It's nothing, I'm passing by here for something, just take a look." You." He tilted his head and lit his own again, "Hey second brother, did our village build a lot of earthquake houses this year?"

"Quite a lot, there are nineteen households, what's the matter? You still want to take on big contracts this year?" Zhao Zhanhai said.

Li Daguo nodded, and said unexpectedly: "There are so many, I really didn't expect this, to tell you the truth, did I bring your eldest nephew just back from Anyang today, just to run away, so, second brother , I won’t go around in circles with you.”

Speaking of this, he looked around the house and the corridor, saw no one, stretched out his right palm, "Take one, I'll give you five hundred."

Zhao Zhanhai raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

"Second brother, don't get me wrong. You don't know. We stopped fishing for sand in the river in spring, and now the price of sand is going up. I went to the sand field yesterday to ask, and the pure medium sand is almost 91. That's it. The fine flour of Shatuozi is already forty years old. In the past, no one wanted the broken sand for free. Now, in Nagada, Yongshenghuangli, all villages and townships have sent guards to sell the sand there. The owner of our Shenwazi Brick Factory directly dug up the cultivated land behind the brick factory, and dug up the sand to sell." Li Daguo said.

When Zhao Zhanhai heard this, he was very surprised, "What? The sand has grown so much?"

"Why am I lying to you? Do you know how to sell it on the battlefield now? You can sell half and half of medium sand and fine flour sand together, and sell it at 85 or 450 yuan. Last year, pure medium sand was sent to you. The shipping cost is only [-] for ten liters, and the shipping fee for this year’s delivery to you is only [-]." Li Daguo rubbed his teeth and said.

"Wouldn't it be more than 900 yuan to send this car now? Isn't he stealing money? It's really a price." Zhao Zhanhai cursed bitterly.

At this moment, Li Daguo's son said, "Give it up? Isn't there enough sand in this man's battlefield to sell, and you'll be short of one and a half for a cart."

Zhao Zhanhai was dumbfounded.

"Second brother, you don't know. Now many developers have dug up the sand used to backfill the foundation and sold it. Damn, if I had known that this year's sand would be at this price, what the fuck did I stockpile it for dozens of dollars last year? Wan Lisha, if you sell it this year, you can easily earn several million, so there is no need to build a house like this." Li Daguo's eyes were red, very annoyed.

Zhao Zhanhai was even more annoyed, "Don't say it's you, even if I knew about this, I'd stockpile him with 10,000+ liters of sand, and who would be the village chief then?"

"Hey, it's useless to say anything, it's all about fate, it's better to be lucky than money!"

The two of them were sighing with emotion when two three-wheeled motorcycles stopped in front of the village.

Wang Biao helped his grandfather get out of the car and walked into the village, followed by Liu San and his wife.

The door of the village chief's office was closed, but just as Wang Biao reached out to knock on the door, it opened.

Zhao Zhanhai opened the door and said with a smile: "Uncle Ba, why are you still here? What's the matter?"

"Look for the cadres of your brigade to do something." The old man said.

"Sit inside quickly, Mr. Li, this is the eighth uncle of my daughter-in-law's natal family. The old man is 93 years old. Look at his body is strong enough." Zhao Zhanhai introduced.

Li Daguo looked the old man up and down in surprise, and said sincerely: "The bones of the 90-year-old are really solid. If I can live to be 80 years old, I will burn the incense."

The old man smiled politely, but Wang Biao looked smug. There are several tough old men and women like his great-grandfather and grandma all over Hongqi Village and even Dahua Town.

"Eight Uncle, what are you doing here?" Zhao Zhanhai asked.But his eyes turned to Wang Biao, this kid didn't come here to make trouble, did he?It shouldn't be, what are you doing with Liu San and his wife?

The old man sat on a wooden chair, "We are here to ask you to sit for justice. Isn't it that our family wants to build a house? We want to buy San'er's yard and build a pigsty and sheep pen or something. This yard is not Are you overpaying?"

Li Daguo raised his eyelids, stepped forward and asked, "Old man, your family is going to build a house. Did you find a good person? If you didn't find a good person, I built the house. I built the earthquake houses in your village last year." .”

"Yes, Uncle Ba, he built all the houses in our village last year. People can see how well they built them. Wang Biao, if no one builds your house, you can go home and tell your mother, and you can find them too." Mr. Li, look how well those houses were built last year." Zhao Zhanhai said.

Wang Biao smiled in embarrassment, but said nothing.

Zhao Zhanhai said: "Da Biao, let me tell you, the current price of Zhongsha has risen to 91, look for it."

"What the hell? Second Master, what are you talking about?" Wang Biao rushed up to Zhao Zhanhai and asked with his eyes wide open.

Zhao Zhanhai subconsciously stepped back in fright, what's wrong with this kid? "I said that now Zhongsha has bought 91 yuan. You have to buy materials yourself and find someone to do it. Just build a house as big as your grandfather's and Dongwu's house. Just buying sand will cost 5000 yuan more than last year. If you ask Mr. Li to build it for you, you can save a lot of money, and Mr. Li buys more materials, which can be cheaper."

Liu San and his wife, when they heard this, their eyeballs were so hanging that they didn't pop out, "What the hell, this Zhongsha costs more than 100 yuan a piece?"

"My mother, this golden sand."

Li Daguo asked: "Your family also builds a house?"

"Our family also wants to build, but the government doesn't build yards on unused land."

Wang Biao stared straight at Zhao Zhanhai. He didn't hear a word of what Zhao Zhanhai and others said. What was buzzing in his ears and head was "Zhongsha 91 Baiyili". Am I right, 91 hundred?My God, if I sell more than 1 Lisha, wouldn't I earn 80 million yuan?
It's over, it's over, it's going to die, it's going to die.

Wang Biao felt like his heart was going to explode, he hit his ribs with a thud, and he was struggling to breathe.

Looking at Wang Biao, whose face was blue and red, with beads of sweat dripping from his forehead and nose, and covering his chest with his hands, Zhao Zhanhai was startled, "Da Biao, Da Biao, what's wrong with you? Is your heart uncomfortable? Big Biao."

"Ah? It's okay, it's okay, the sand is so expensive." Wang Biao suppressed the excitement in his heart and tried to calm himself down.

Li Daguo's son asked with a soft snort, and looked at Wang Biao contemptuously. After the calf, he has grown to such a large size. If the price of a piece of sand is raised, he will give it like this. Isn't it just a few thousand yuan more? It's quite big Is this old man so scared?
"Did you hear what I told you? You can save a lot of money by asking Mr. Li to build your house." Zhao Zhanhai said again.

Wang Biao shook his head, "Second Lord, our family has been found. My uncle, Dakun, built it for him and left it to him."

"Dakun? Contractor?" Zhao Zhanhai said.

"Well, we feed ourselves." Wang Biao said.

"Oh, that's it." Zhao Zhanhai was a little disappointed, and the 500 yuan slipped away just like that.

"Second Master, please do justice to our two families, and then go through the transfer procedures." Wang Biao said anxiously.

Zhao Zhanhai looked at Liu Sanhe and the old man, "Uncle Eight, do Gui Zhi and the others agree to you buying it?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense, don't you agree that I can come? Besides, this is what I say, and what they say doesn't matter. You can quickly get me a contract." The old man said with an unhappy expression, and he pinched eight eyes They don't even look down on Zhao Zhanhai, what the fuck is he, who uses the old man's old mother-in-law to build a house for his brother-in-law.

Dade is really missing.

Zhao Zhanhai smiled awkwardly, "Okay, Uncle Eight, I'll do it for you right now, have you brought any money?"

"Take it."

Under the notarization of Zhao Zhanhai's writing, Wang Biao and Liu San signed the two contracts one after another.

The old man picked up a contract, and although he couldn't read it, he looked at it happily before putting it in his coat pocket.

"Biao, give them 6000 yuan."

When Liu San's wife heard this, she said, "Uncle Ba, it's eight thousand, why pay six thousand?"

"Eight thousand? Did you not pay back the 2000 yuan you owed me? I haven't asked you for interest yet." The old man glared.

When Liu San's daughter-in-law heard this, she immediately lost her temper.

Wang Biao counted out four thousand from the 1 yuan in his pocket, and handed the rest to Liu San's wife, "You order."

Liu San's daughter-in-law, while licking her thumb, counted the money, counted three times, and then put it in her pocket, "It's just right, you kid didn't even say to count a few more."

"Second Master, the two of us have gone back. We have time to play mahjong in the evening." Wang Biao said, and he couldn't wait to take his grandfather home. When he got home, Wang Biao handed over the money to his grandfather. Put the money away, and later you help me fill the dog with some water, and I will go to the street."

"How are you going?" The old man put away the money.

"I'll ride a motorcycle."

"Then you can slow down."

"Yeah." Wang Biao rode his motorcycle and ran into the street. Although he kept telling himself to calm down, calm down, and ride slowly, when he thought that he was about to earn 80 to [-] yuan, he couldn't believe it. He couldn't calm down anymore, as if his right wrist was controlled by an invisible force, he pulled his wrist down and twisted the accelerator.

Jiu Ling's small curved beam was changed by the throttle, as if the engine was about to loosen and the exhaust pipe was about to fall off, and it ran to 85 yards.

In less than 10 minutes, Wang Biao arrived at the Dafeng Sand and Stone Building Materials Factory in Mashi, Jiangbei. Last year, he bought the sand, stone and cement for his grandfather's house. This is the largest company in Jiangbei. gravel field.

After entering the yard, he didn't go into the office, but walked directly to the three big piles of sand piled up next to each other in the yard. Li stepped out and followed.

Wang Biao came to the first pile of sand that was yellowish in color and three to four meters high. He stepped on the sand and looked at it twice.

"Buy sand?" Big Eyeball came up and asked.

Wang Biao looked back and recognized him. It turned out to be the owner of the sand field. "Brother, how much is this fine flour?"

"It's you, kid. I said it's shaking when I look at the face. What's wrong with this pile of wind and sand standing upright? Your family is building a house again this year?" Big Eyeball said with a smile.

Wang Biao said: "Last year my grandfather and his family built a house, this year it is our own house, what kind of sand is it? Is it on the river beach?"

"No, Sha Tuozi's."

"The sand in Shatuozi is so expensive? It seems that Zhongsha was not as expensive last year." Wang Biao still couldn't help being surprised, but he couldn't help being ecstatic again in his heart.

Big eyes, grinning, "What did you say last year, this year in Jiangyuan, no matter Jiangnan Jiangbei, Lijiaweizi or Tugangzi Liujiazi, sand fishing is not allowed. If the sand is sold, it will be less. It will be more expensive in the future.”

"Oh!" Responding to the excitement in his heart, Wang Biao came to the second pile of sand, bent over and dug a hole, took out a handful of wet sand from it, and smoothed it in his hands, although there was some sand in the sand. Small yellow, white, and black stones, but there is still black mud, "Brother, how much is this pile?"

"This pile sells to others for 85, and you get [-]." Big Eyeball said.

Wang Biao grabbed another handful and crushed it, "Brother, this is not pure medium sand, not to mention the small particles, there is still so much soil mixed in here."

"Brother, brother, let me tell you the truth. Now the Songyuan family counts as a family. As long as it sells 89 sand, it is mixed with medium sand and fine flour sand. Otherwise, can it be sold at this price? This is pure medium sand. We Into the capital seven 81 Li, this is not counting the freight, do you know where I got the sand? It was all dug out from the backfill of the construction site of the developer, otherwise where would the whole sand go." Big Eyeball grinned said with a shark-like mouth.

Wang Biao threw down the sand, his face flushed, he took a deep breath, and forced himself to calm down, "This sand is not good, I'm going to build a house by myself, just like this once, I can't deal with it."

"There is good sand. Have you seen the blue ones in the north? The decent large grains of medium sand stand one hundred by one." The big eyeball pointed to the sand in the north.

Wang Biao snapped his tongue secretly, walked over and picked up the sand and saw that it was indeed large grains of medium sand, the same as the sand he bought, no, it seemed that it was not as good as his large pile of sand.

(End of this chapter)