Chapter 31 A butterfly in Shencheng stirs up a storm in the mountains

Chapter 31 A butterfly in Shencheng stirs up a storm in the mountains

Shanghuai Village.

There was a bit of a commotion because of a long-distance call from Shanghai.

But, calm soon returned.

It is said that what you hear is not as good as what you see. People in the village are saying that Lu Yang, Lu Youren and Lu Dajun have made a fortune in other places.

But, after all, I haven't seen the real person yet.

Seeing is believing. In addition to the old Yin family's furniture workshop, the village will finally have a joint venture collective enterprise run by the village.

Yes, a joint venture collective enterprise.

The village committee represents the village collective, provides a barren mountain, holds 40% of the shares, and does not participate in the actual operation.

The middleman, introducer, and corporate legal person Ma Sanli, represented the village committee and the village collective, participated in direct management and held a 10% stake.

Niu Qinzuo, Kang Lihao, Gui Shihong, Shi Guangzhong and Luo Ren were responsible for investing in the purchase of tea seedlings, promising to invest in the construction of a tea shop in the future and directly participate in the company's management, holding a total of 50% of the shares.

In addition, in order to open up a passage from the town to the tea mountain and facilitate the sale of tea in the future, the village collective is responsible for repairing a rough road from the end of the original gravel road in the village to the future tea factory on the back mountain of the ninth group of Shanghuai Village, which is required to be able to accommodate at least four-wheeled vehicles.

The village committee holds shares.

They also took the initiative to repair a rough road that allows four-wheeled vehicles to reach the mountains behind the village.

This had never happened in Lu Yang's previous life.

Lu Yang, the dancing butterfly, inadvertently created a storm in the small mountain village of Shanghuai.

Building roads in the village is naturally a good thing.

However, even if the village was not actually responsible for building this road, those who contracted the mountain behind the village and were eyeing the coal mines hidden under the mountain, and those street people from the town, would voluntarily pay the money and actively build the road.

To put it nicely, the village committee also participated in the project. To put it bluntly, the village committee gave them a mountain for free and built a road for them free of charge.

Wait until the tea trees grow up, the tea factory is built, and then share the profits from selling tea?
It's just a dream.

It's fake, everything is fake, except for the initial few hundred tea saplings, which were used to cover up the truth that they had stolen coal mud from under the tea mountains. These street swindlers would not pay even a penny more.

But the villagers don’t know!

In order to build this road and implement the contract as soon as possible, and also to wait for the tea factory to be built so that the villagers can have the opportunity to work in the tea factory and earn some hard-earned money to supplement their family income at home, the villagers in the whole village worked hard without any complaints despite the cold north wind in the twelfth lunar month.

Every household contributes labor.

Not far from Lu Yang's uncle's house, diagonally opposite the pond, people are working hard right now. Hundreds of villagers are crowded together, some with hoes, some with shovels, and hammers, knocking stones, removing grass, and shoveling sand, and the sound of clanging never stops.

The brothers Lu Youli and Lu Youzhi worked on behalf of Uncle Lu Yang's family.

But at this moment, the two brothers’ faces did not look very good.

Just now, they brothers were laughed at by someone, and the person who made fun of them was Ma Sanli.

Ma Sanli, nicknamed "Ma Laosan", was previously a well-known scoundrel in the village. He was lazy and gluttonous. If it weren't for his cousin who was the director of the village committee, he would have almost been taken to the police for petty theft.

But now he is so proud of himself.

Because he brought a big business to the village, contracting the hills behind the village and building a tea factory. Those owners were all his good friends.

They are all genuine workers' disciples, born with a stable job.

He is not like those mud-legged people in the village, who were born with a hoe in their mouths and can't eat many steamed buns in their lives. If it were not for Ma Sanli, how could they have the opportunity to work at home?
Just tell me, should he show off?
Didn't you hear that?

Some people already call him Master Ma.

But, there are always some troublemakers in this village. Before, there was Lu Yang, and later there was Lu Dajun. These two people didn't know what was good for them. Now, there is another Lu Youren. I heard that he followed Lu Yang and Lu Dajun to work outside. It's so amazing that they even made long-distance calls as if they were free. Bah, when the tea factory is built, I will make a fortune and you will envy me.

Ma Sanli doesn't like people with the surname Lu.

I heard that his friends who contracted the hills behind the village also disliked Lu and had suffered at his hands.

The country people were short-sighted and were all looking forward to having a chance to work in the tea factory once it was built. Ma Sanli, who had shares in the tea factory and was the only one with a say in the village, naturally became the object of flattery by some people.

This side was provoked by one of them again.

As Lu Youren's younger brother and Lu Yang's cousin, Lu Youli and Lu Youzhi were isolated.

"Let me tell you guys a joke."

"Brother Ma is telling a joke, everyone be quiet."

"Brother Ma is really good at this. Not only can he attract investment, but he can also tell jokes. I don't think we need to wait until next year. If anyone has a daughter, please introduce one to me. I think it will be worth it. When the tea factory is built, there will be one less quota for working in the factory. By then, I can join the working class."

"That's right, my brother Ma is still waiting for the wedding night, hahahahaha"

"Quiet, what are you doing? Let me tell you a joke first. There was a fool. Yes, a fool, a lame and stupid fool. He didn't repair the village road. He didn't want to work in the tea factory. He worked for his cousin for nothing. Have you heard about it?"

"Who?"

"Lu Youyi."

"His cousin Lu Yang used his family's old house to exchange for a peach orchard, and pulled out all the peach saplings. Now Lu Youyi spends all day on his cousin's land, digging, filling ditches, and leveling the ground. He has been working for several months. Before, the village was building a road, and they said that as long as you come to contribute, you will be calculated based on work points. The higher the work points, the priority he will be arranged to work in the tea factory when the tea factory is built. We also called him, but he didn't come."

"Oh, so that's how it is. No wonder they are being targeted. But the Lu brothers are really interesting. The older one didn't come, but two of the younger ones did. Could it be that the younger they are, the smarter they are?"

"Hehe, that may not be the case. If you ask me, it's useless to come here. This Ma doesn't seem like a good person. It was rumored that he had a conflict with the son-in-law of the old Yin family before. And I heard that the city people also don't get along with the soldier named Lu. It seems that they also had a conflict before. I don't know why there was no quarrel. Anyway, we don't understand the specific reasons. Just think about it, after such a mess, will they still ask the village surnamed Lu to work for them?"

"Yeah, that's right. If that's the case, then they probably worked in vain. I think they should just give up and go home to sleep. Oh, when I think about it, they were really screwed by their cousins."

Country people don't know how to be reserved when they speak.

Just a private message.

In their understanding, as long as it is not spoken loudly to a large group of people, it is considered a whisper. Don’t like it? Then don’t listen!
It is common for country people to start fighting over a little quarrel or disagreement.

"Ma Sanli, you bastard, who are you scolding? Say it again if you dare."

"Who am I scolding? Anyone who talks too much. I'll scold anyone who has a cripple in his family."

"Grass."

"Who are you scolding, you little bastard?"

"Ganni's mother, Fifth Brother, grab your weapons, and don't hold back."

"Oh my god, are you serious? Please help, everyone, please help, the Lu brothers are crazy."

When Ma Sanli was beaten, several of his cronies, including some scoundrels who had been recruited by the government, immediately came forward to help.

"Oh no."

"They've started fighting, and even started using hoes. Go and call the old village chief, and don't let anyone get killed."

Move the guy.

The villagers could not intervene, nor did they dare to rush forward to stop the fight. They could only quickly call for someone who could stop it.

(End of this chapter)