Several village cadres were all waiting at Zhang Fan's house, and Zhang Fan introduced them one by one, which made Pang Li feel a little flattered, and important people in the village were waiting for him.

Following his master, Pang Li also likes to drink tea. After drinking two cups of Zhang Fan's tea, I found that it was quite good.

"Good tea!"

Zhang Fan knows very well that tea is not a good tea, but the water used to make tea is good water. Of course, he doesn't explain anything, you say good tea is good tea!

On the contrary, the old village chief smiled and said: "It's all tea trees grown in my own village, and it's just coarse tea." ”

They felt that the other party was saying kind words, people are so rich, what kind of good tea has not been drunk?

I'll give you something delicious, they can't say this kind of thing, so as not to embarrass people.

But Pang Li was very depressed, people said that good tea was actually waiting for your words. It is definitely a good choice to take it back and honor the master. Unfortunately, these people failed to grasp what he meant.

"Let's eat later, how about we go and see the wood first?" Pang Li said.

And the village chief was just waiting for this sentence, where was the reason to disagree? Immediately, the smile on his face became even more luxuriant, and he nodded again and again, leading the way in front.

The other villagers, although they did not watch outside, also paid close attention to Zhang Fan's family.

When they saw the old village chief taking people to see the wood, they all gathered around one by one, and they also wanted to know if it was really that valuable and how much they could get.

Pang Li finally saw the stake, which was probably blown off by a strong wind many years ago, and then buried underneath, and after thousands of years of complex changes, it formed today's gloomy wood.

However, Zhang Fan didn't think so, how much wind was needed to blow such a thick tree off? Anyway, he didn't know how to leave such a section and be buried underneath, and he didn't care.

"It has been buried for a long time, and the degree of carbonization is high, and it is a gloomy wood of good quality. Okay, let's see how much it weighs, and then count the money, how about it?"

Pang Li saw that the soil of the wooden stakes was cleaned up, and the people in this village were relatively sincere, and he had a good impression of Zhang Fan, the people in this village, so he didn't waste everyone's time.

Hearing this, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then became excited again.

The difference of 320 catties is 3,000 catties, and Pang Li directly calculates according to 1.5 tons, which is a total of 750,000.

"Help load the car, be careful, the gloomy wood is more brittle," Pang Li said to the onlookers.

If you have money and income, who doesn't give it? One by one, they all stood up, carried a huge stump to the side of the car, carefully put it on the car, and finally covered it with a canvas so that outsiders would not know what it was.

Pang Li came with cash, and a large pile of cash was taken out, and the onlookers were all gearing up.

The old village chief began to divide the money in public, 10,000 yuan per family, and those who took the money pressed a fingerprint on a document, so that whoever was not convinced in the future would have to turn it out and say something.

Every family is as happy as the New Year, who doesn't like a windfall?

took the money, and even someone thanked Zhang Fan. It's not that Zhang Fan recognized the treasure, everyone was too lazy to dig it out and chop wood. Moreover, if it wasn't for Zhang Fan's operation to facilitate this matter, who would have found a way to sell it at such a high price?

In short, Zhang Fan is the biggest hero this time, and no one can deny it.

Before, some people suggested that giving Zhang Fan an extra 1,000 or a hundred hardship fees is also what people deserve.

Zhang Fan is good, he donated so much to the village to repair roads, even the most poisonous women in the village can't find fault with Zhang Fan.

However, Zhang Fan's uncle refused. Anyway, so much money was thrown out, and I didn't care about the thousand or hundreds of dollars.

The old village chief also told him that he was going to build a cement propaganda board in the village today, and engrave the names of the people who donated money to build the road, so that future people would remember such a thing.

In the end, the senior village officials did not forget to tell everyone to keep their mouths shut and not to talk nonsense.

In fact, even if the news spreads, their village will not admit it, and they will say that they have not done it. It's not that they are playing tricks and want to encroach on national resources, but the village also needs this money, how can they spit it out if they swallow it?

For lunch, there were not many people eating at Zhang Fan's house, but the food was very rich, and there was no shortage of chicken, duck and fish, and a large table was filled. Even Chen Baoli and them don't have this kind of treatment.

The chickens and ducks are all Zhang Fan's own family, fed with spiritual water, and cooking and stir-frying are all diluted spiritual water from the net bottle space, and the meals are particularly fragrant.

Pang Li was embarrassed to fill the meal again after eating, and he couldn't understand why he had such a big appetite today.

He sneered: "I didn't eat much in the morning, I was a little hungry." Moreover, Brother Zhang, your food is really not bad. My aunt's cooking skills are first-class, and when she opens a restaurant outside, I think business must be booming. ”

When the aunt heard this, she was very happy. This kind of thing, Boss Chen and they have also said before, and suddenly, she is very confident in her craft.

Uncle Zhang Liye explained with a smile that the ingredients in the countryside are just a little better, and the last time Chen Baoli and them came, they took away a lot of vegetables, chickens and ducks.

After hearing this, Pang Li was also moved, and immediately followed the topic and said: "Indeed, almost all the poultry outside are fed with feed. Uncle Zhang, can you sell me a few chickens and ducks?"

Zhang Fan almost didn't stare at people, you are all devils entering the village!

Zhang Liye and the village chief don't care, what is it that people pay so much money to take away their wood, and send a few chickens and ducks?

So, the uncle simply said: "I still have a few in my family, I'll give them all to you later! There are not many others in the countryside, and there are enough chickens and ducks." ”

Zhang Fan rolled his eyes depressedly and said secretly: It's really generous!

"Forget that big rooster! Zhang Fan still brought it up.

The big rooster is very spiritual, and he is reluctant to let people catch and eat it.

Pang Li had also seen the big rooster, and he was almost not attacked, knowing that Zhang Fan's family still had a fox, he was quite envious of this kind of rural life. It's just envy to envy, let him come to live in this kind of place, it is estimated that he won't stay long, life will always whip you forward.

"Then thank you so much Uncle Zhang. Pang Li clenched his fists.

If these souvenirs are brought back, his master will definitely be happy.

The old village chief and the others thought about it, and after Pang Li left, they asked each of the villagers to bring a chicken and duck to Zhang Fan's family to make up for it. Can't you let Zhang Fan's family out of everything, and suffer more?

In the end, Pang Li left and swept Zhang Fan's house again. Except for a rooster, the chicken coop is empty enough to run.

The old village chief's suggestion was supported by every household, and Zhang Fan's chicken coop was filled again on the same day. On the contrary, my aunt is a little worried, how much food do I have to eat for sixty or seventy chickens and ducks?