A pretty figure came running breathlessly in a hurry. It was the beautiful village chief Mu Yu who said, "Don’t worry, everyone, talk slowly." She heard the news and rushed from the village office.

"What else can I say?"
The villager who was the first to do it was angry, angry and self-destructive. He said, "I have no money, so I bought sugar orange saplings. As a result, I have to shovel my fruit trees. Who will pay me?" Who will pay for my money? " His eyes rested on his head without saying a word. Zhao Gangshen gave him a kick and nu way, "You lost money for the old man …"
"Just lose money!"
"lose money!"
These words made the anger not disappear, and everyone remembered that their current horror had beaten Zhao Gang again.
"Don’t fight to kill …"
Mu Yu is soft and scared to death. What if dozens of people fight Zhao Gang together and kill him?
She hurriedly rushed to pull these villagers who were carried away by anger, but Mu Yu could hold one but not two.
Seeing that Zhao Gang was beaten, he could hardly scream. These villagers still refused to stop.
Qing Liu!’
MuYu soft also don’t know what this time there is an idea in her mind that can stop all these people in front of her with Qing Liu. She pulls a villager loose, and the villager takes the opportunity to squeeze in and kick Zhao Gang’s feet.
"Do something quickly."
MuYu soft rushed to the front of Qing Liu grabbed his hand and said anxiously, "If you don’t stop them, people will die …"
To be honest, Qing Liu really has an idea of killing Zhao Gang, a fool.
This fool has been managing the orchard for several days and knows nothing about the situation. Seeing that planting sugar oranges can make money, he doesn’t know how to treat the saplings if they get sick!
In this case, Zhao Gang, an idiot, still dares to do all the planting for villagers like his uncle!
It really serves you right to be dead!
It can be said that Zhao Ganglai is responsible for more than half of the responsibility for the way his uncle will go!
"Do something!"
Seeing Liu Qinghan’s face and not talking, mu Yu was as anxious as a cat on hot bricks, and almost begged him, "Don’t kill anyone again!"
Looking at her beautiful eyes, Qing Liu sighed and shouted at the villagers who beat Zhao Gang, "Everybody stop! I will be responsible for all your losses!"
The words sound just fell and seemed to hear some kind of command. The villagers turned their heads and looked at Qing Liu in disbelief.
Qing Liu, what did you say?
"You … you want to compensate us for the loss?"
Qing Liu frowned and said with disgust, "I didn’t cause your loss. I don’t need to pay for it! I’m just giving you a solution. If you want to hear it, don’t start work honestly or you can just … "
Chapter two hundred and seventy-five Rent land
Contract Xifeng Mountain to engage in farms, restaurants, roads, orchards, processing plants and so on.
Qing Liu does these things. Almost every villager in Yulong Village knows that even the way of building roads looks like a "fool" to some people. After seeing the big trucks coming one after another to pull the goods in the orchard, he suddenly realized that he couldn’t help but secretly praise Qing Liu for his smallness.
Qing Liu this list of things to do unconsciously has made all the villagers in Yulong Village have such an idea in their hearts-Qing Liu can do this little thing and make a lot of money!
Because of this, Qing Liu said that he would give you a solution, and everyone realized that this method would definitely solve their own problems.
"Go ahead, Qing Liu. We’ll listen to you."
"Yeah, I just found out that listening to anyone is not as good as listening to Qing Liu."
"Qing Liu made a lot of money, and what he said was definitely true!"
A group of villagers echoed the expectation and looked at Qing Liu with pathetic eyes.
"Listen up, everyone."
Qing Liu repeated and said seriously, "I didn’t ask everyone to do what you planted sugar orange saplings. I didn’t compensate you for the loss. I saw that sugar orange saplings had Huanglong disease, and there was no good way except to shovel them off. These saplings were all bought by everyone. Some people bought crops for years."
He glanced around the crowd and said unhurriedly, "I’ll give you a solution. First, since you all think farming is not profitable, rent me an acre of land and I’ll give you two thousand yuan a year."
"Second, in addition to contracting land, you can also come to work in our company. I need a lot of people to do one thing just after a while. I may be tired of working in advance, but I guarantee that everyone can get 3 thousand yuan a month."
"In this way, after the land rent and salary are added together for one year, there will be 50,000 yuan or 60,000 yuan. You can probably make up all the losses this time, right?"
Squinting his eyes, Qing Liu said faintly, "Think about it yourself. If you agree, we will sign the contract for a while. If you don’t agree, I have no choice."
"An acre of land costs two thousand yuan a year?"
"This rent is cost-effective. I plant an acre of land for a year, which is almost more than 1,000 yuan or so."
"Can I still go to work in Qing Liu?"
After listening to Qing Liu’s method, all these villagers turned to worry and joy in succession, figuring out which one would be more cost-effective.
Soon, the villagers thought of the best way-renting the land to Qing Liu and going to work by themselves, so that they can earn more than 40,000 yuan by this time next year with a rent of 10,000 yuan a year and a salary of 3,000 yuan a month!
And if you don’t rent the land to Qing Liu to choose a class, you can live in the field and do it yourself.
"Qing Liu, can I rent the land to you and then go to your office?"
Cong villagers thought of here and rushed to ask 1
"Of course."
Qing Liu nodded seriously and said, "I think it’s best because you can’t have the energy to farm after a day’s work, right?" If you have surplus labor in your family and don’t want to rent land for me, it’s better to earn two thousand yuan a year on an acre of land, otherwise it’s better to rent it to me. "
After this sentence, the villagers were left to die.
Qing Liu was right.
If you can’t earn 2,000 yuan a year by planting grain on an acre of land, you will have to work hard to grow it yourself? Might as well rent it to Qing Liu.
After figuring it out, the remaining villagers scrambled to rent their land to Qing Liu for fear that Qing Liu would change his mind if it was too late.
"Don’t worry, everyone. You want to rent the land and sign the contract later."
Qing Liu sighed and walked to the front of his third uncle and quietly looked at him for a while. I thought to myself, third uncle, is this necessary for you?
"Let’s discuss how to deal with the aftermath of Uncle Yi and Uncle San first?"
Qing Liu back eyes glanced at the villagers and looked at MuYu soft.
"Uncle, does he still have relatives?"
Muyu Rou tried to control himself not to go there to see her. Although his uncle chose this road himself, she felt that she should have stopped Qing Liu from buying saplings when he didn’t agree to buy sugar oranges.
"Three uncles and sons have not come back for five or six years."
A villager who usually walks around with his third uncle said, "No one knows how to contact him."
Qing Liu frowned at Mu Yurou and said, "Mu Cunchang, what do you say?"