Rebirth Picking Leaks Started in 1992

The village chief, Jiang Quanquan, was standing not far away. When he saw Jiang Yuan, he hurriedly came up to him:

"Yuanwazi, you are back!"

Jiang Quanquan glanced at the bicycle Jiang Yuan was riding, and couldn't help but sigh, "You still owe Jiang Dahai a debt, so why did you spend so much money?"

Jiang Yuan was moved and quickly smiled and said:

"Uncle Quan, don't worry, I've got the money," Jiang Yuan said, looking at the car going away again, curiously: "Who is coming?"

"The city said they wanted to find a piece of land to build a ceramics factory in our village, but I refused outright. There isn't much land in our village, so how could we rent it to them."

Jiang Quanquan snorted coldly, "Our village is close to Guangyuan Reservoir, and the national highway is only two kilometers away. They are really discerning."

Jiang Yuan smiled and said as he pushed the cart and Jiang Quanquan towards the village:

"Building a factory in a village is not necessarily a bad thing. When the time comes, people can go to work in the factory and earn more than farming."

"Land is the lifeblood!" Jiang Quanquan glared at Jiang Yuan, "Let's not talk about it anymore. Since you have borrowed the money, I will accompany you to return it to Jiang Dahai first, lest he attack your ancestral home again.

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Jiang Quanquan thought Jiang Yuan's money was borrowed, but Jiang Yuan smiled and did not explain. After all, it was hard to believe that he got 20,000 yuan in just one day.

Jiang Yuan also wanted to settle the matter as soon as possible, so he nodded and followed Jiang Quanquan towards Jiang Dajia's house.

Jiang Dajia's house is at the other end of the village. It has three tile-roofed houses side by side. However, the tiles have just been renovated and the earthen walls have been re-grouted with cement, so they look pretty good.

Jiang Dahai was sitting in the main room, drinking from a plate of peanuts. The moment he glanced at Jiang Yuan, he smiled mockingly, "What, you regret it?"

"If you come to ask me to give you a few days of grace before paying back the money, then you don't have to ask. There is no need to discuss this matter."

Jiang Yuan ignored him, but looked at the table and chairs in the main room with some surprise.

Including the Taishi chair under Jiang Dahai's butt, this set of four Taishi chairs, plus a simple and heavy square table, were all emitting a dark light at this time.

Perhaps due to age, this set of tables and chairs has turned black, but Jiang Yuan can be sure that the materials of this set of tables and chairs are definitely extraordinary.

Jiang Yuan sat down on the Grand Master's chair across from Jiang Dahai, took out three thousand cash from his arms with a nonchalant expression, and slapped a thick wad directly on the table.

The sound of "Bang!" made Jiang Dahai tremble.

"Where did you...where did you get the money?" Jiang Dahai felt confused, and he had drunk a lot of wine, so he couldn't speak right now, "Did you rob?"

Jiang Quanquan also had doubts on his face and lowered his voice and whispered: "Yuan Wazi, did you really borrow this money?"

"Uncle Quan, don't worry. I really borrowed this money from my friends in the city," Jiang Yuan explained, then turned to look at Jiang Dahai and said coldly: "Stop talking nonsense and hand over the contract."

Jiang Dahai stared at the thick stack of banknotes on the table, unable to move his eyes away. He excitedly stood up and opened the door to the side room to get the contract.

When he swayed out of the side room, he slapped the contract on the table and reached out to take the banknotes pressed by Jiang Yuan's hand.

Jiang Yuan shrank his hand and stuffed the banknotes back into his arms.

When the contract was signed that night, Jiang Yuan was drunk by Jiang Dahai. Now if he had to pay an extra two thousand yuan so easily, he would feel a loss no matter what.

"What do you mean?" Jiang Dahai caught the blank and became angry instantly, "The contract is clearly written. If you dare to go back on it, I will make you walk around without food and make you unable to stay in Jiangjiacun any longer.

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Jiang Quanquan frowned and looked at Jiang Yuan, but did not speak. He believed that Jiang Yuan had his own plans.

"We agreed to pay back the money in five days. It's only been one day. Why are you so anxious?"

Jiang Yuan sneered, "You can pay me now, I'll only pay you a thousand deposit."

"You're fucking kidding me!" Jiang Dahai bent down and picked up a wooden stool and was about to throw it at Jiang Yuan. Unfortunately, he was drunk and his movements were slow. Jiang Yuan grabbed the stool and pushed it.

He staggered back and hit the wall.

"It's been five days, if I give you the money now, what would I be grateful for?" Jiang Yuan said solemnly:

"I'll give you two choices, either I'll pay you back a thousand dollars, or you can give me something as compensation."

Jiang Quanquan also nodded, "It's only been one day now, so I shouldn't pay back three thousand."

The money that was about to be received could not fly away. Jiang Dahai immediately said:

"What compensation do you want?"

"I have a lot of corn, soybeans, and rice at home. You can put the sacks in the cupboard and give me the money quickly!"

Jiang Yuan lay half-back on the Taishi chair, "I happen to be short of tables and chairs at home. Although your set is a little worn out, it is comfortable to sit on."

Ever since Jiang Dahai could remember, this set of tables and chairs had been at home. He had said it was ugly more than once. When Jiang Yuan said he wanted it, not only did he not become suspicious, he even said with disdain:

“It’s so shameful that we are so poor that we don’t even have a decent desk or chair.”

"Just think of me as being kind," Jiang Dahai waved his hand impatiently and threw the contract in front of Jiang Yuan, "Give me the money as soon as possible and move the tables and chairs by yourself."

Jiang Yuan directly tore up the contract and slapped the money in front of Jiang Dahai.

However, this set of tables and chairs was not light, so Jiang Yuan had to ask the village chief Jiang to help carry it home.

It took three trips and more than an hour to finish moving this set of tables and chairs.

When leaving for the last time, Jiang Quanquan suddenly frowned and said to the drunk Jiang Haida:

"You are not allowed to rent out those acres of land in the middle of the ditch, otherwise you will be sorry for the whole village."

Jiang Dahai let out a wine burp and snorted nonchalantly: "That's my family's land. I can rent it to whomever I want. You, the village chief, have nothing to do with it."

Leaving Jiang Dajia, Jiang Yuan frowned and asked:

"Uncle Quan Quan, Jiang Dahai wants to rent out the land?"

Jiang Quanquan looked sad, "Didn't you see a car when you came back just now? That man was interested in the few acres of rapeseed land in the middle of the ravine and wanted to build a ceramics factory. The land belonged to Jiang Dajia, and he also planned to use his family's property to build a ceramics factory.

Rent out the mountain land.”

Jiang Yuan frowned, "Why do you want to build a factory in our village?"

Jiang Quanquan said in a deep voice as he walked:

"Didn't I tell you that our village is close to the reservoir and the national highway, and besides..."

"The mountains on both sides of our village are rich in kaolin, which is perfect for making porcelain."

Jiang Yuan nodded. When he was a child, he saw villagers digging kaolin clay from the mountains and opening kilns to burn tiles themselves.

"The key is that Jiang Dajia's few acres of land are in the middle of the village. By then the kaolin soil on the mountain will be dug out, several wells will be drained, and the river under the ditch will be cut off. Our village will not even be able to grow rice."

"It would take a lot of effort to dig new ditches to divert water."

Jiang Yuan frowned, "What's the name of that company? I'll go to the city to talk to them soon."

"Forget it, you can't help," Jiang Quanquan sighed, "Besides, you are still young and have no future if you stay in the village. Go out and make a career."

Jiang Yuan didn't say anything and sent Jiang Quanquan home and had lunch by the way.

Returned to his home.

After closing the door of the main room, Jiang Yuan looked at a set of old tables and chairs in the main room and couldn't help but get excited.

When Jiang Yuan used a knife to gently scrape away the oily skin on the outside of the square table, the purple-black wood grain inside was instantly revealed.

Small leaf rosewood!

Jiang Yuan couldn't help but grinned, and looked at the four Taishi chairs. Without exception, they were all made of fine small-leaf red sandalwood. Especially for this table, each board was more than 20 centimeters wide. It can be imagined that the material was used at the beginning.

How strong the wood is.

Small-leaf red sandalwood is something more precious than gold, especially if it is a large piece of furniture, and the quality is not bad.

In this day and age, Jiang Yuan estimated that the value should be more than 20,000, which is about the same value as the celadon porcelain plate he sold to Zhu Wei.

After this calculation, I also made nearly 18,000 yuan from Jiang Dahai.

However, this set of tables and chairs is too old. Jiang Yuan plans to find someone to bring it to the city when he has time, and ask professionals to polish and wax it. At that time, he can either keep it for his own use or sell it.

At around two o'clock in the afternoon, Jiang Yuan locked the door and planned to rush back to the city.

But as soon as he arrived at the village on his bicycle, he saw many villagers surrounding a black car. It was the same car that Jiang Yuan met when he came back in the morning.

A square-faced middle-aged man in a suit stood in the middle of the crowd, looking at the villagers expressionlessly.

The village head, Jiang Quanquan, looked livid, "I already told you that I won't rent land to you, so why are you here?"

The middle-aged man said, "Hehe", "Village Chief Jiang, times have changed. It's up to you whether to rent the land or not. You have to ask the owner of the land."

As he said that, he looked at Jiang Dahai, who was standing aside and looking at the contract, "If there's no problem, just sign it."

Someone gently pulled Jiang Dahai and persuaded him: "Dahai, rent out the land. Your parents can't farm the land."

"How about we wait until your parents come back from the market."

Jiang Dahai said indifferently:

“Have you ever seen anyone grow money from farming?”

"Isn't it easier to rent out the land and open a small shop after my new house is repaired than to farm?"

With that said, Jiang Dahai signed his name directly.

The middle-aged man took out a wad of banknotes from his briefcase and handed it to Jiang Dahai, then got in the car and left.

Jiang Quanquan was so angry that his face was livid, and he was about to fall to the ground when his head fainted. Fortunately, Jiang Yuan had quick eyesight and hands to help him.

"You are really capable," Jiang Yuan glanced at Jiang Dahai coldly, "Just wait, once the ceramics factory is built, we won't be able to grow rice. It would be strange if we don't skin you alive."

Jiang Dahai snorted coldly, "People said that people in the village can work in the ceramics factory for two hundred a month. Is it not better than farming? I am here to contribute to everyone."

Jiang Yuan didn't say anything. After helping Jiang Quanquan go home, he rode directly to the town. He left the bicycle at a car repair shop and then took a car to the city.

Tongci Street, Jiabaoxuan.

They separated in the morning and saw Jiang Yuan again in the evening. Zhu Wei was somewhat surprised, "Brother Jiang, didn't you go home because of something?"

Jiang Yuan frowned, "Brother Zhu, I came to you to ask for your help with something."

Seeing Jiang Yuan's serious expression, Zhu Wei also put away his smile and took Jiang Yuan to the second floor.

After sitting down, Jiang Yuan got straight to the point:

"Brother Zhu, I want to ask you something..."