My village can't be like this

Chapter 619 The visitor is evil

A 15% share may not seem like much, but Zhang Jianwen knows that it is already a lot.

After all, the land in my village is worth only a few dollars. Even if I ask for a high price, if others agree, it will be a one-time deal.

But this shareholding is different. It can be said to be a hen that lays golden eggs.

In fact, just as he thought, Chen Ze was very generous.

On the one hand, because he and Zhang An have a very good relationship, he is willing to give up some interests just to give face to Zhang An.

Moreover, Chen Ze also wanted to establish good relations with the villagers. After all, his old man had decided to live here in his old age.

On the other hand, he is very optimistic about Changqing. If it is well developed in the future, it will definitely be an attractive place.

If it were somewhere else, Chen Ze would not have made such a big concession. After all, making concessions depends on the person.

In the afternoon, the weather cleared up a bit, although it still looked gloomy, there was no more drizzle in the sky.

"Zhang An, come out and walk."

Zhang Jianwen brought a group of people from the village to the entrance of the village and called out to Zhang An inside the door. Chen Ze was among them.

"Okay, here I come."

Zhang An handed the clinging little Siqi to his mother before coming out to reunite with everyone.

After consultation, the village and Chen Ze initially identified several locations, all of which were on the other side of the river, facing the famous residences in the village.

Zhang An had heard Zhang Jianwen talk about this matter and considered several main reasons.

On the one hand, the other side of the river is right at the entrance of the village, and it can be reached from Shiyakou, so transportation is very convenient.

If we choose this side of the village, people will definitely have to go through the village in the future, which will easily cause congestion and traffic jams, which is not a good thing for both villagers and tourists.

Maybe there won’t be any congestion in the village now, but it is definitely something that needs to be taken into consideration in the future.

So the other side of the river is very suitable and will not cause such problems.

On the other hand, it is still the old problem, the problem between indigenous villagers and foreign tourists.

No matter what the situation is, disputes are bound to occur when there are too many people. After all, no one is perfect, and not everyone's quality is up to standard.

Not to mention between locals and outsiders, even the villagers within Changqing Village would have conflicts and quarrels from time to time.

Therefore, if the hotel is not built in the residential area of ​​the villagers, a clear boundary can be effectively drawn between the two sides. This cannot be said to be a 100% solution to the problem, but 90% of it is beyond doubt.

Long before the construction of Dongli Yard, Zhang Jianwen had already given this issue special consideration.

Facts have also proved that the villagers of Changqing Village and the tenants of Dongli Courtyard get along very harmoniously.

Then, led by Zhang Jianwen, the group crossed the bridge and arrived at the intersection of Dongliyuan.

The first place to be inspected is the area below the parking lot at the entrance of the village.

This is a very typical piece of land. Whether it is the village or Chen Ze, this is the first place they think of.

The advantage is that it is located at the entrance of the village, just down from Shiyakou.

Moreover, there are large tracts of paddy fields here and the terrain is relatively flat, so no additional construction is required if this place is chosen.

But there are also disadvantages. This place is located in the upper reaches of a river. After the hotel is built, it will be difficult to see the panoramic view of the river from inside.

Because there is a natural stone bridge in between, the view is blocked by the bridge.

After looking around for a long time, Chen Ze discussed with the people he called over, as if asking for their opinions.

But in the end, we didn't settle on it, but rushed to the next place.

In fact, it is not far away. It is just below the Dongli yard, on the opposite side of the pier for docking ships.

This is also a field, but it is not as wide as the first place we went to, and it is rectangular overall.

The advantages here are very obvious. You can have an unobstructed panoramic view of the lower reaches of the river, and the view is even better than in the Dongli yard.

But the disadvantages are also obvious. The terrain here is lower than that upstream. If a flood like the last one happens again, the river water will definitely flood.

The third place is also in the lower reaches of the river, just opposite the lotus pond.

You can't see the entire river here, and the terrain is even lower than the previous two places.

When the last flood hit, this was the first place to be flooded, and the flood was very deep.

When the flood finally receded, this was almost the last place to leak water.

So apart from having a panoramic view of the lotus pond on the other side, it basically has no other advantages.

After visiting these three places, Chen Ze decided not to go to the next location because the other places were much inferior.

Choosing a site is a big deal, and there are many things to consider afterwards, so no one will decide on it easily.

"How about it, Zhang An? I've seen it all. Do you have any suggestions?"

On the way back, Chen Ze suddenly asked Zhang An.

"I'm not a professional in this area, so I can't give you any reliable advice, but I think it's better not to choose the one at the very bottom."

As a native of Changqing, Zhang An had witnessed with his own eyes how many times the other side of the Lotus Pond had been flooded over the years.

The terrain there is so low that if it rains for two more days during the rainy season every year, the river water will surge up.

Although the flood was not as deep as the last time, it was still enough to submerge the rice seedlings in the fields so that even the tips of the seedlings could not be seen.

So Zhang An was not very optimistic about that place. The main reason was that it was too far from the village entrance and it would take more than ten minutes to walk there.

"Okay, I see."

After listening to Zhang An's words, Chen Ze nodded thoughtfully.

As autumn turns to winter, due to climate change, drop in temperature, and the approaching end of the year, the village gradually loses tourists.

But this is also good, it can give the village a break.

Many places in the village are in ruins. Now that there is money in the account, many places are still waiting for construction, such as the mountain roads to Guanyin Mountain, Dishuitan and many other places. We can take advantage of this time to put the construction plan on the agenda.

A few days later, the location of the hotel was finalized, and it was finally chosen to be the area downstream of the stone bridge, directly below the Dongli courtyard.

Although there is a hidden danger of being flooded there, there is no need to worry as the preparatory and protective work has been done well.

Moreover, floods do not occur every year, so we should not be scared by this and give up other advantages.

After the two parties signed the contract, Chen Ze began to prepare the design plan for the hotel, while in the village, Zhang Jianwen and others were busy adjusting the fields with the villagers.

Because the area that Chen Ze chose now is all paddy fields allocated to the villagers themselves.

The village invested in the company by way of land, so it is responsible for solving this problem.

But this is not a big deal. In the past two years, many villagers in Changqing Village have built new houses. Many of them have exchanged their own farmland with the village for a good homestead. So now there are quite a few collective plots in the village.

In addition, what Zhang Jianwen says in the village carries great weight, so everyone is willing to listen.

So after a few days of discussion and mediation, the villagers were willing to give up a larger portion of their land in exchange for paddy fields. The families whose land was occupied were not unhappy and agreed immediately.

As the temperature drops day by day, the scorching sun is gone and winter begins.

When Zhang An got up in the morning, he found that his mother was actually cleaning the stove core.

When the ash box below was pulled out, it was full of coal ash left over from the previous year's burning.

"Mom, are we going to light the stove today?"

Seeing that his mother had cleaned the stove core, Zhang An very sensible took over the job of pouring out the coal ash.

"The temperature suddenly dropped last night. I'm afraid it will get colder in the days ahead. With Qiqi here, we should light the stove early so that our house can be warmer. We can't burn much coal anyway."

Wang Fang was talking to Zhang An while putting corn cobs without corn into the stove core.

In fact, the temperature today is not very cold. Last year, it was not cold enough to light the stove.

However, with a little master at home, Wang Fang was not worried about anything else except that her precious grandson would be cold.

So when I felt the weather getting colder, I got up and cleaned the stove to prepare for a fire.

"It's OK to burn it. We can eat hot pot on the stove without having to stir-fry so many dishes."

Zhang An also agreed. Although it was not cold enough to light a fire to keep warm these days, every time the dishes were served on the table, the oil in the bowls would freeze after a while.

Now that the stove is lit, we don’t have to worry about this problem when we eat on the stove.

You can also eat hot pot right on the stove. After all, hot pot and winter are a perfect match.

It’s true, Zhang An hasn’t eaten this thing for half a year, and he still misses it a lot.

In a short while, the stove was lit. A few pieces of coal were put in. In less than half an hour, the stove core began to burn fiercely. The coals had all burned into charcoal, and the whole room was filled with heat.

At this time, Xiao Siqi also got up.

"Dad, I don't want to wear so many clothes."

When Wang Fang was dressing the little guy, the little guy frowned and said to Zhang An.

"That won't work. It will be very cold if you don't wear more clothes."

Zhang Anke would not be fooled, as he knew very well that his son was never honest when getting dressed.

"But I'm not cold. Look, I'm not cold at all."

The little guy said this while twisting his body to show Zhang An.

But Wang Fang ignored him and forced the clothes on him, making the little guy very angry.

Zhang An didn't dare to say anything about this, because he had no status in front of his mother.

I could only sigh for my son in my heart and say, it doesn’t matter whether you are cold or not, what matters is that grandma thinks you are cold.

"Is this Zhang An's home?"

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from outside.

"Yes, I'm Zhang An, what can I do for you?"

Zhang An walked into the yard and found a middle-aged man in his forties with a big belly standing at the door.

"You are Zhang An? Then this is the rice you sold to my parents?"

When the other party heard Zhang An introduce himself, he immediately opened the bag in his hand and said with a frown.

"May I ask who your parents are?"

Zhang An saw that there was indeed blood rice in the bag, but he did not answer. Instead, he asked about the other party's parents.

Because he couldn't guarantee that the blood rice was sold by himself. After all, he only sold it to the families in Dongli Yard.

Moreover, this person came with a menacing look and looked malicious, and it seemed that he was not someone who could be easily dealt with.

"My parents are two elderly people who live in Courtyard No. 7 across the street."

However, the other party did not get angry and said it directly.

"Oh, it turns out that you are Uncle Wang and Grandma Chen. You did buy this rice from me. Is there any problem?"

Zhang An was quite familiar with the Dongli Yard. As soon as the other party mentioned the place, he knew who the two old men were.

"What's the problem? You dyed the rice with some kind of messy stuff, and you dare to sell it to the elderly. You are really brave. You are not only trying to make money, but also to kill people. Do you know that?"

As soon as Zhang An admitted it, the other party started firing like a machine gun.

"If you have something to say, just say it. Keep your mouth shut. This rice is real chicken blood rice. In your mouth, it has become something that can kill people for money? What kind of life am I killing? What kind of wealth am I making?"

Zhang An had been adhering to the principle of harmony, but when he heard the other party talking nonsense, he was not going to endure it anymore.

"What a bullshit chicken blood rice. It doesn't even look like rice. I don't even know what it's been dyed with. This is murderous. You still dare to sell it for three yuan a pound. Isn't this just a money grab?"

Zhang An's cold and elegant look made the other party even more angry.

"Come on, come on, tell me what went wrong with the rice. I promise to take full responsibility. Besides, the two elders came to buy the rice on their own initiative. I didn't go to your house and force you to sell it to them. If you think it's too expensive, then bring it back and I'll refund you. Why are you making excuses for this and that?"

Zhang An sneered and decided not to bother with this person anymore. He didn't understand how these two old people who were usually so friendly could have such a child.

"Are you scared? My parents bought 600 kilograms of food from you. If you don't return the money today, don't blame me for asking the police to come over and investigate thoroughly."

When the other party saw Zhang An took the initiative to talk about returning the money, he thought Zhang An was scared and continued to threaten him.

"Oh, you asked me to return the money for what I ate. Are you sane? I don't want to argue with you anymore. Go to the police station now. If you don't, I will."

Zhang An was amused by this man. It turned out that he was trying to blackmail him after talking for so long.

"I asked you to return the money and call the police. Why don't you go and see how mad your mother is?"

Just when Zhang An took out his cell phone, Uncle Wang's voice suddenly came.

Then he saw Uncle Wang beating the money-crazy guy with a stick.

"Dad, why are you hitting me? Stop it now. You have been deceived by this guy."

Zhang An didn't expect that the guy who was showing off his power just now was beaten so badly by Uncle Wang.

"I let you cheat, you are so good."

It would have been better if he hadn't said anything. After he spoke, Uncle Wang hit him even harder.

(End of this chapter)