Lin Feng looked at Lin Ergou with disdain, and then leaned into his ear and whispered, "Because your 'guys' can't do it, you can't do anything!"

As soon as he heard this, the old man immediately froze in place, and said in his heart that how to hunt a turtle grandson has something to do with that "object", could it be that our Lin Ergou can only hunt a few pheasants and wild civets when they are smaller?

However, Lin Feng obviously didn't have any interest in discussing that thing with the old man, he just told Lin Ergou to sharpen his knife and slaughter the prey, Xiao Beibei put the little cheetah in the kennel and fed it first, Tang Mi prepared firewood in the yard bracket, and after he and Zhang Xiaoqing came back, the open-air barbecue party began. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After arranging the work, Lin Feng and the girl Zhang Xiaoqing got on the pink Bugatti Veyron of Tang Xiaomi, and then drove all the way to the "Ji'an Town Sand Factory" that he had just taken over.

As expected, there was almost no one on the entire Weihe bend embankment.

It turned out that the catfish was abused into a dog in the morning, and it is no secret that the sand factory changed hands.

Everyone knows that the catfish has fallen, the sand factory has changed, the salary must be gone, and it is meaningless to continue to work, so they left one after another to find another way.

Three dump trucks were parked on the riverbank, five sand boats were parked in the waters, and six new Steyr trucks were parked in a sunscreen covered by a black net.

Lin Feng and Zhang Xiaoqing came to a small communication room on the east side of the shed, and a thin old man with white hair walked out.

Then, Lin Feng pulled the girl Zhang Xiaoqing to the old man, then took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to the old man, and then took out a lighter and lit it for the other party.

Taking a deep breath of cigarette, the thin old man's face was brightened, and then he coughed and asked, "Buy sand?"

Lin Feng was slightly stunned, and said in his heart that I brought a big beauty over to see my sand factory, but in the end, I let my employees misunderstand that I bought sand.

However, Lin Feng didn't pick it out immediately, but nodded to show that he was a sand buyer.

"I've walked more bridges than you've walked, young man, don't come here to build a house and decorate your daughter-in-law, it's hard to say that you can still start work here!" Saying this, the thin old man took a deep puff of cigarette and continued, "Walk out thirty miles, to our Zhanglou Township in Ji'an District, although the sand there is not as good as the one here, but fortunately, a ton of sand can be counted as cheaper than more than thirty yuan here!"

Although Lin Feng didn't interrupt the thin old man's words, he could hear the content of what he said.

The girl Zhang Xiaoqing is a native of the local girl, and she has already seen that this old man who watches the sand factory has regarded her and Lin Feng as a young couple who are building a new house in a nearby village and waiting to be renovated and married.

Thinking of this, the girl Zhang Xiaoqing hurriedly interjected: "Uncle, we have used more than ten tons, in addition to building a new house, we will pave floor tiles, and the rest will be used to make a yard, and the miscellaneous will not exceed fifteen tons." ”

The thin old man glanced at Zhang Xiaoqing and said, "How much is more, how much is less, girl, let my old man give you a thorough understanding!"

Speaking of this, the thin old man actually wanted to speak and stopped, with a sleek expression that flattered him.

Lin Feng had already seen the old man's careful thinking that he wanted to say but wanted to ask for more benefits, so he lost no time in taking out the box of "Yellow Crane Tower" in his pocket and stuffing it into the pocket of the old man's jacket and said: "Old man, don't be too bad, I'll give you two 'Great China' when I go back!"

Seeing Lin Feng on the road like this, the thin old man instantly had a smug look on his face.

Then, I saw him skillfully flick the cigarette ash, and then coughed lightly twice and said: "I heard that the boss Hua Catfish has fallen down, and it doesn't hurt for me to tell you both about this." ”

Saying this, the old man took out the "Yellow Crane Tower" he had just gotten from Lin Feng from his jacket pocket, and carefully took out two of them, handed one to Lin Feng, and stuffed the other into his mouth.

Looking at the old man's expression, the box of "Yellow Crane Tower" that Lin Feng honored him was like his private property, and in less than a minute, he adapted to the role change, and he actually gave Lin Feng smoke.

For the old man's sleek and snobbish way of doing things, Lin Feng not only did not feel bored, but gave him a very interesting pleasure.

He just wanted to see what was so clever about this "old man" who had been mixed in the country rivers since he was a child.

"To tell you the truth, I heard that the catfish transferred the sand factory to a young man, but in fact, he turned it in vain. ”

Lin Feng and Zhang Xiaoqing were both shocked, and said in their hearts that it wouldn't be our white joy, in the end, a good sand factory would not be able to play in our own hands.

In that case, it would be better not to do it in the first place, at least it would be much better than throwing a big mess of machines that can't get up and running, and then throwing them into the field to rust and corrode.

Thinking of this, the girl Zhang Xiaoqing couldn't help but ask: "Uncle, don't sell your old man, but tell me what is the number of them!"

Seeing the earnest expression on the girl's face Zhang Xiaoqing, the thin old man opened the conversation.

It turned out that this sand factory was a township enterprise in the town from the beginning, and the newly appointed Director Wei rewarded it to his subordinates Hua Catfish at the beginning of his departure.

This catfish is actually a capable person, and he has all the equipment and machinery in just a few months, and he has recovered his costs and made a net profit of more than 300,000 yuan in just two months.

The thin old man also told two very pious young men that our sand factory is actually a large whirlpool with a radius of more than ten miles, and it can also be said to be the feng shui treasure of the entire Dongpu Development Zone and Ji'an District, because almost all the quicksand will eventually flow unconsciously to this low-lying basin.

Lin Feng and Zhang Xiaoqing were dumbfounded when they heard this, they really didn't expect that there would be so much attention to just a broken sand pond.

Seeing the stunned expressions of the two young men, the thin old man became interested.

Immediately afterward, I saw him flick the paper cigarette with two smoky, burnt thin fingers, and then continued the narrative just now.

It turned out that the old man was a fisherman when he was young, and since the ditch was polluted, he has been working as a sand boat business.

However, drinking sand from a sand boat would damage the canal's waterways, so this illegal sand mining was later classified by the government as one of the "thefts of state property".

Therefore, from then on, the old man could only avoid the police on the river and the police on the lake.

I often walk by the river, how can I not get my shoes wet, and finally one day the old man's sand boat was confiscated by the marine police.

Not to mention smashing his family business of nearly 10,000 yuan, he was fined 20,000 yuan by the local government before he was released, so the old man fled to Ji'an Town, Dongpu Development Zone, to seek a living, and then found this sand-producing feng shui treasure.

The thin old man also told Lin Feng that the two of them said that in fact, the business of this sand factory is far more than just the construction site of Ji'an Town, anyway, it is a legal township enterprise, and it can completely open up sales channels to supply the real estate market in nearby counties and cities and even provinces and cities.

Hearing this, Lin Feng's interest gradually increased.

Although Lin Feng is a layman in running a business, he has already seen the current domestic form.

Now the whole country is in a period of rapid development, and the real estate market is particularly prosperous, which has led to the continuous rise in the price of building materials.

Reinforced concrete can be transported to the surface, but sand, especially high-quality sand, is a rarity in the building materials market.

As the old man said, whoever controls the sale of sand in Ji'an Town can be rich.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng looked into the old man's eyes and asked, "What about that...... Then why can't the catfish think of this, why hasn't it become bigger and stronger?"

As soon as he heard this, the thin old man shook his head for a while, with a very disdainful expression.

Immediately afterwards, the old man whispered to Lin Feng that it was not that Hua Catfish didn't want to do it, but because Hua Catfish didn't have that ability at all.

Lin Feng was stunned, and said in his heart that it still takes ability to mix in the underworld, and it seems that it is really a bit difficult for those with poor quality to survive in the gangster community.

Seeing Lin Feng's look of not understanding the market, the old man pointed to the six Steyr trucks and told him, don't look at these six iron guys here majestic, he will not be able to move an inch when he leaves Ji'an Town.

Lin Feng and Zhang Xiaoqing hurriedly asked why?

The old man told the two young men that in the current form of Ji'an Town's periphery, both provincial and national highways are controlled by local underworld organizations.

In addition to paying a part of the income of the catfish to the government, the part that is handed over to the black boss on the road is the big one.

At the beginning, the reason why Hua Catfish was able to play in Ji'an Town was because there was a Director Wei who supported him, and the tax payment was basically exempt.

And the reason why Hua Catfish is not bigger and stronger is actually because it is difficult for him to open up the joints leading to the peripheral market, that is to say, those big brothers outside the underworld do not buy Hua Catfish and Director Wei's account at all, so it is difficult to ship Hua Catfish, and it is not possible to talk about becoming stronger and bigger.

Subsequently, the thin old man even said with a sad and indignant face, I now heard that Director Wei has abandoned Boss Hua, which can even more show that Boss Hua has completely finished playing.

Hearing this, Lin Feng asked the old man, "Do you always say that the new one will play better?"

The old man slapped his thigh and then burst into foul words: "! That grandson is a baby, can such a big piece of bun be swallowed by a yellow-mouthed child?"

Lin Feng was stunned, he really didn't expect that he would be so good in everyone's minds, and besides, he was still a good-for-nothing yellow-mouthed child.

Seeing the blank looks of the two young men, the old man pointed to the machine in the sand factory and said: "Isn't it me who thinks so, look, everyone thinks so, isn't this all going to make a living, who is still waiting for that fool to find a way out if he can't pay his salary, it will be too late at that time!"