Li Fengxian jumped up from the sofa all of a sudden, took three steps and made two steps, jumped to Yang Ronghua, and twisted Yang Ronghua's ears, "Fuck, look at your mother's life, my mother is really blind, how could I marry such a shrunken turtle like you!"

Yang Ronghua was twisted his ears coldly, and he couldn't get rid of Li Fengxian's hand when he struggled, "It hurts, it hurts...... Wife, dear wife, let go!"

Ma Guobang's pig-headed face squinted a few times and didn't say a word.

"When something happens, your head shrinks into your stomach, why are you so soft?"

Li Fengxian pushed Yang Ronghua back on the sofa, crossed her waist, her face was red with anger, she walked to Ma Guobang's side, and said distressedly: "Guobang, don't be discouraged, this evil breath, my cousin-in-law will come out for you." ”

Who is Ma Guobang?

That's a breeding pig that can feed Li Fengxian's gluttonous cat in time!

The young man is young and strong, very handsome, and the key "brother" is big and "things", so that Li Fengxian enjoys the satisfaction of being happier than the newlywed Yan'er's bride.

Such a little lover who makes her full of food and drink, how can she not feel distressed.

Yang Ronghua thought of Zhang Daman's Diao Min face, turned his head, and glanced at it, "What are you doing with this evil breath?"

Li Fengxian glared at Yang Ronghua fiercely, "I want you to take care of it, the old lady has a way!"

Then, he helped Ma Guobang and went to clean the wound with alcohol or something.

A handsome and handsome face was deformed by Zhang Daman's violent beating.

Li Fengxian thought to herself, as long as the "cigar" didn't break, it didn't matter.

Men, less scars, what kind of man.

It's just like the puddle of mud lying on the sofa in the living room, and it's all useless waste.

……

Shiyi Village, within three days, all spread: Zhang Daman wants to rent land!

All of a sudden, these villagers spread the word of mouth that Zhang Daman wanted to rent land with a yield of 400 catties of corn per mu.

This is explosive news that is about to blow up!

"What the hell is he going to do?"

"He won't really go crazy because his wife Luo Yuhong ran away with someone, right?"

"Don't talk nonsense, how can a madman become a 10,000 yuan household in just a few months, he is rich now. It may not be long before he becomes the richest man in Shiyi Village. ”

"Just his virtue, he is still the first rich man, I'm afraid that his ancestral grave is not buried so well, and the ancestral grave is not smoking!"

"Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully the young man to be poor!"

"Didn't the village chief say it, convene everyone tonight, in this village committee, the main thing is to hold the future development plan of Shiyi Village!"

"There will be a big development plan in the future, hehehe, our Shiyi Village, how many generations have our ancestors been, can we still make a golden phoenix?"

"Don't be so frustrated, I heard that this time it's Zhang Daman who wants to train us in sericulture technology......

"Listen to those, or farm honestly, don't listen to his nonsense!"

“……”

In Shiyi Village, there are two points of view, some people worship Zhang Daman to make money, and some people disdain.

Since ancient times, the birth of new things, some people are optimistic and follow, some people are pessimistic and countless, and some people remain neutral onlookers.

Farmers, in particular, do not realize the opportunities at the beginning of many new things, but only see the difficulties.

Once you see that others are making money, they immediately rush into it, but unfortunately, often at this time, it is already too late.

The money earned has already run away without a trace, and the rest is not to mention drinking soup, and there are not even bones left.

The village committee, a tiled room conference room, said to be a conference room, is just an empty room, enough to accommodate thirty or forty people.

At this time, a lot of villagers had already gathered, crowded, stretched their necks, looked at the door of the conference room, and waited for the village chief Qin Zhenhua to preside over the meeting.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the village chief Qin Zhenhua was in good spirits, walked into the conference room, raised his hand, and signaled the villagers to be quiet, "Fellow villagers, please be quiet, and convene everyone to hold this meeting today, mainly to discuss the next development policy ......of our Shiyi Village."

Although Qin Zhenhua was born as a farmer, after all, he was dressed in a yellow robe, and his speech was a bit official.

The villagers quieted down and listened to him, and when he was finished, there was a lot of discussion.

Qin Zhenhua's gaze swept over, looking at their suspicious expressions, he knew what they were muttering.

"Tonight is mainly by our village, the new 10,000 yuan household, Zhang Daman came to speak to us, talk about his fortune, everyone must listen carefully and learn from Daman. Now, please welcome Daman to speak to us with warm applause!"

"Bang Bang!"

Qin Zhenhua was the first to applaud, and then the villagers also responded and applauded.

Zhang Daman strode into the conference room from outside the conference room, smiled at everyone, stood on the temporary platform, "cough" twice, cleared his throat, and said loudly: "Good evening, everyone!"

"Good ......"

The folks in the audience were really enthusiastic and in high spirits.

Originally, Zhang Daman was the first soft egg in Shiyi Village, but he became hard all of a sudden, so tough!

This hardness also made him a 10,000-yuan household in the village, which is a model for the villagers!

Even those passers-by A and passer-by B who are not optimistic about Zhang Daman have to admit this fact.

"Actually, there are only two points that I want to talk to you about tonight!"

Zhang Daman was passionate and neat, "First, I need to rent land, which can be converted into cash according to the yield of 400 catties of corn per mu, or converted into cash, if the villagers are willing to rent, I will rent!"

"Second, I call on the villagers to plant mulberry and raise silkworms, and I can provide technical support for silkworm raising, usually, in the form of training, or in person for technical guidance!"

Some villagers asked loudly: "How can the land left by our ancestors be replanted with mulberry seedlings?

"Your statement is not entirely correct, the land belongs to the state, and we only have the right to manage and use it, not the property left to you by your ancestors. As for the failure of sericulture you said, I would like to ask, how much do you earn a year?"

"Those of us who rely on the mountains to eat the mountains and the water to eat the water, how much income do we have!"

"If we are complacent, our ancestors have been passed down from generation to generation, all of us are farming, and in this barren land, relying on this meager income, we will never be able to walk out of the mountains, and we will always be willing to be poor. Have you thought about it?" Zhang Daman questioned.

His words were an initiation, which made these villagers think deeply, and even thought, yes, they never thought of getting out of this mountain, and they have been huddled in this mountain for generations, how can there be any way out!