"Residence?" Zhao Dashan frowned a little when he heard this. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

This is a more troublesome thing.

The management of land in rural areas is very lax, but the use of land for rural homesteads is very strict, and under normal circumstances, it is difficult to approve, after all, this is not a matter of contracting land, but a transaction of buying and selling land.

"Shanwa, do you want to build a house?"

"Hmm!"

Jiang Feng nodded, and said in a deep voice: "We have a lot of family, those houses are a little cramped, and I have made a little money recently, so I want my parents to live comfortably, so I want to build a new house!"

"Is it to build an ordinary brick house, or a small western-style building made of a mixture of steel and concrete?"

"I want to build it better!" Jiang Feng replied vaguely.

Zhao Dashan thought that Jiang Feng wanted to build a small western-style building built of reinforced concrete, he thought about it carefully, and said: "Beishan has been contracted to you, and it is not impossible for the land at the foot of Beishan to be sold to you according to reason, but I really can't be the master of this matter, I need to let the town leaders approve it, but don't worry, I will definitely try my best to help you, plus the close relationship between you and the town mayor, it shouldn't be difficult to approve it!"

When Jiang Feng heard this, he smiled a little bitterly: "What does it mean that we have a close relationship with the mayor?"

FeelingsIn Zhao Dashan's eyes, has he become the guest of the beautiful and charming mayor of the beautiful town?

Never mind.

He doesn't do much analysis, this kind of cutting and sorting out the chaotic relationship, the more he talks, the more confused he becomes, but it gives people a sneaky feeling.

After leaving the Zhao family ancestral hall, when I returned home, it was already dark.

After eating, Jiang Feng held Niuniu in the courtyard as usual to count the stars and look at the moon, this kind of life is getting more and more steady, it looks like an ordinary and ordinary day, making up for the tragedy of Tai Nongzi's life.

He had relatives, he had a home.

Therefore, he also had a strong will in his heart, he wanted to guard this family well, and never let the scene of being forced to dissolve the Immortal Immortal Sect with his own hands be repeated again, so he became much harder in his cultivation.

In just a few days, breaking through the fourth layer of Qi cultivation seemed to be a matter of course.

After entering the middle stage of Qi cultivation, his cultivation also seemed to have stepped up a ladder.

"Magic weapon!"

He began to think about refining the magic weapon, and when he reached the middle stage of Qi training, he could have enough spiritual power to drive the magic weapon, and if he had the magic weapon against the enemy, his combat effectiveness would continue to rise.

In the previous life, his magic weapon was a hoe.

It is an imitation of the fairy treasure Shennong hoe and refining a magic weapon.

In this life, he still wants to refine a hoe.

However, he scratched his head a little when it came to materials.

In the end, the matter was put on hold.

The main reason is that he can't find a suitable treasure of heaven and earth, and the magic weapon has high requirements for refining materials.

……

With the development and growth of Changsheng Science and Technology Planting Agriculture Co., Ltd., the progress of the three spiritual fields in Jiang Feng's hands is very fast, and the planting of the second spiritual land is in full swing.

And the harvest of the first spiritual field is also in progress.

"Mr. Jiang, this is the last batch of rice in this batch of orders!" On the east bank of the Gyro River, Liao Mu looked at the bags of rice on the truck and said, "I wish us a happy cooperation!"

"What about your general manager?" Jiang Feng asked after shaking hands with him.

However, Mu Na has not appeared since that night, and I heard that she went back to Los Angeles overnight, and the rest of the matter was the handover between Liao Mu and Changsheng Company.

"The general manager buys rice at such an expensive price, and also uses the channels of Tianmu Group to send it to various hotels, this matter needs to be communicated with the chairman well, she has returned to Mingzhu, and should be back soon!"

Liao Mu glanced at Jiang Feng meaningfully: "The general manager has also decided to develop a farmhouse project in Dahe Town, and she may be here in the future!"

"She's sitting like this?" Jiang Feng's eyes became a little complicated.

Mu Na, a woman he couldn't give up and couldn't let go, but couldn't hold it, made him an immortal cultivator, in a dilemma, swaying back and forth.

"Mr. Jiang, then I'll go first!"

Liao Mu couldn't control their complicated feelings that could be written into a book, when they carried out the bags of rice manually, and then after loading the car, they sat in the passenger seat, let the driver drive, and roared towards Los Angeles.

Jiang Feng watched his car leave, came back to his senses, and began to think about business.

At present, his biggest sales channel is naturally Jingmu Hotel, but although Jingmu Hotel is extraordinary, it can't eat the 20 acres of rice that Jiang Feng is planting now, and even a lot of tomatoes.

Jingmu Hotel buys at a high price, naturally making high-end recipes, but there are not many people who consume it, so there are not many people who can digest it.

At this time, Jiang Feng remembered the second sales channel he had expanded.

Longtu Pavilion.

Longtu Pavilion in Los Angeles.

He took out his mobile phone, dialed a good one, and called Gu Wei, the general manager of Longtuge, and the phone quickly got through: "Mr. Gu, hello, I'm Jiang Feng!"

"It's Mr. Jiang, I just have something to look for you!"

"Looking for me?" Jiang Feng was stunned when he heard this, his mind turned, and said, "Is the blood-colored jade tomato selling well and needs to be restocked?"

"You're wrong about that!"

Gu Wei laughed on the phone: "I didn't sell any of those tomatoes!"

He was right, the tomatoes were confiscated by his grandfather.

"What, impossible!" Jiang Feng was a little hard to believe: "The tomatoes I planted can't be sold!"

"Mr. Jiang, you are wrong, it's not that you can't sell it, it's that you haven't sold it, how can I be willing to sell such a good thing?" Gu Wei smiled and said with a straight face: "Our Gu family is also a martial arts family, so we naturally understand the importance of this tomato planted by Mr. Jiang, but I can guarantee with the Gu Group that no matter how many such tomatoes Mr. Jiang has, we are willing to take them at a high price!"

Jiang Feng was silent for a while, thought about it, and suddenly understood, it seems that the Gu family is aware of the help of aura food for cultivation, and he doesn't just mind this, and said: "It seems that I am the person I met who knows the goods, Mr. Gu, our Changsheng Technology has just grown a kind of rice, I promise it will not be worse than tomatoes, are you interested?"

"Very interested, Mr. Jiang, let's talk face to face!"

"Okay, I'll go to L.A."

"No, I'm going to Dahe Town soon!" Gu Wei said.

"Are you coming to Dahe Town?" Jiang Feng twitched the corner of his mouth, Dahe Town has been really lively recently, and there are a lot of people coming.

"Mr. Jiang, are you welcome to see your planting base?"

"Of course welcome!"

Jiang Feng didn't mind, anyway, he didn't think they could see through the breathing formation arranged by Ling Tian.

……

On the road into Grand River.

One after the other, three luxury cars are slowly moving forward, a Ferrari leading the way in front, a low-key and noble Bentley in the middle, followed by a black Land Rover, forming a wonderful scenery and roaring by.

"Qingshan Swordsman, this is also a hometown of heroes!"

Old man Gu, who was sitting on the left side of the Bentley, had a pair of eyes full of energy, swept the delicacy of lingering outside the window, and said a word faintly, and his voice became a little nostalgic.