After the old village chief learned that the people who invested in the mineral water factory came, he couldn't continue to do the work of each family, so he rushed to Chu Jiaqiang's house with two standing committee members. At this time, Mayor Ye and the others had already talked very happily. No wonder Mayor Ye and others are happy, Li Dongwei and others decided to build a bottle factory in the town.

Chu Jiaqiang asked the old village chief to talk about it by himself, and he didn't want to participate too much, and he couldn't rely on him for everything. He sat by and listened, and if something was wrong, he said a few words.

"Boss, do you sell this tea can? If you sell, I'll help you find a buyer, and you'll definitely be able to sell it for a good price. Zhou Furong asked.

Chu Jiaqiang pondered for a while, to be honest, his money was already a little reluctant, and if he sold one, it would definitely be much more relaxed. The main reason is that I don't know how to appreciate these things, and it's useless to keep them. Of course, this is all left to him by the old Taoist priest, and he can't sell them all, but he has to keep some as a souvenir.

"Forget about this one, there are still some uses, and it will be loaded with tea later. I'll show you a pair of calligraphy and drawings in a moment, and you'll be able to sell them for me when you're free. Recently, money is indeed a little tight, in addition to the boss, he is also going to buy a car, and marriage should not be too far away. Chu Jiaqiang said.

Some people are awe-inspiring when they hear it, more than 200,000 treasures are put out to fill tea, and I'm afraid there is only this monster in the countryside, right? No one else can hide it, but he doesn't care at all, I really don't know what his mind thinks.

Zhou Furong and the others were shocked when they heard that Chu Jiaqiang still had a baby, but they didn't expect Chu Jiaqiang's net worth to be so rich. Mayor Ye is even calmer, and his daughter will definitely not have a hard life with him. In terms of his current net worth, it is much better than most urban people.

"Also, take me to see it!" Zhou Furong was a little impatient, this guy's occupational disease also came. People who play antiques, when they hear these sensitive words, the conditioned reflex is like this.

"There's no hurry, just wait." Chu Jiaqiang ignored it. Continue to listen to the old village chief and others.

Things soon had a plan, and at first, the other party still strongly demanded a buyout. The price is also very high, as long as the old village chief nods and signs a contract. Then each villager can get at least 10,000 yuan of wealth in no time. However, the old village chief and others have long been determined to take shares and leave part of the benefits to future generations, so in this regard, they will not let go.

And it was related to the interests of the villagers in his own town, Mayor Ye and others also turned to the old village chief to help talk about things. Those people had no choice, and in the end they could only implement the company's preparatory plan, and the two sides split the shares. There was another argument of verbal swords, and in the end, Chujiazhai got 35% of the shares.

Thirty percent of this is collective. Another five percent is Chu Jiaqiang's own investment. He also had some scheming in his heart, and promised Zhou Furong to sell a pair of ancient calligraphy and paintings, and the most important thing was to participate in a share. Mayor Ye and others naturally strongly agree with this matter, and their own people invest. They are more at ease.

Li Dongwei is also similar to Chu Jiaqiang, sitting next to him and rarely speaking, mainly negotiating with people from the company. He is not very old, but his family is a business family, and he is under the influence of his ears and eyes. Economic minds certainly aren't too stupid. Let Chujiazhai participate in the shares, although the company has made some less money, but it is not without benefits.

Chujiazhai participates in shares, then it is equivalent to people in the same boat, everyone is tied together, sharing honor and disgrace, one glory and one loss. The company is located in Chujiazhai, so there is no need to worry about other power outages and other problems. In the event of these situations, the people of Chujiazhai will help solve it immediately, after all, they also have a share in this company, and they will not disrupt normal production because of some disputes.

After the matter was negotiated, in order to celebrate the happy cooperation, everyone held a banquet at Chu Jiaqiang's house. The old village chief brought the second uncle and asked him to cook himself. The second uncle was also very happy to learn that another good thing had been completed in the village. The old village chief even took out the last of his remaining old wine.

Mayor Ye and the others naturally couldn't leave, and they also had to participate in the feast. Mayor Ye secretly asked Chu Jiaqiang for one-third of the tea, and this person was also very polite, and secretly said that he even gave his daughter to Chu Jiaqiang, so it's not too much to take a little tea, right?

Secretary Chen and others were also moved, but they only had envious eyes. Mayor Ye is the name of a quasi-father-in-law, there is no pressure to take things, and he and others are not relatives, so there is no reason to take other people's things.

The dishes at noon are also rich, in addition to the yellow meat, there are also the traditional fish, shrimp, crab and yellow eel in Chu Jiaqiang's house, and then quickly whipped to the town to cut a few pig hands and came back to stew, more than ten catties of pork ribs, the old village chief gritted his teeth, and simply caught one of the chickens and ducks that were last prepared to be kept for the New Year at home. This kind of feast has surpassed the banquet of marriage and children in rural areas.

There are also a lot of people, in addition to the guests in Chu Jiaqiang's house, there are also a group of old men such as Ding Jianhui, as well as Lai Tianxiang, Li Dongwei and others, and finally Mayor Ye and others. A total of five tables were set up, just under the shade of the tree at the door, although some showed up, but not only did everyone not feel unpleasant, but felt fresh, especially Li Dongwei and them.

"Hmmm! Wine is good wine. Wan Lao said.

"Huh! It's nothing, it's just a little older, more than 50 years. The old village chief smiled.

Everyone listened to it, and the old wine that was more than 50 years old was almost priceless outside. Then, the dishes made by the second uncle made everyone praise.

Li Dongwei and the people in the company originally wanted to refuse this banquet and hurry back. They thought to themselves, what delicious food can be made in this country? Unable to bear the enthusiasm of the old village chief and others, they had no choice but to "grieve". But after tasting these wines and dishes, a few people were very lucky, but fortunately they stayed, otherwise they would have missed this kind of food.

"This craft, the big chefs outside can only look at it with hatred, right?" Li Dongwei said.

Wan Guoliang and the others nodded, just now when they saw their second uncle playing dazzled with a kitchen knife, they knew that their kung fu was real, unlike the so-called big chefs outside, almost all of them were hyped up.

Ding Jianhui and others also tasted the craftsmanship of the second uncle for the first time, and they were very surprised, many time-honored masters in the capital were slightly inferior in craftsmanship. How can this old man with unique skills hide in the small mountain village of Chujiazhai? If he goes out, his annual salary will be several million.

After the meal, Chu Jiaqiang took a few buddies to his small study. This small study was opened by him with a brain fever, and he said that it was a study, but in fact there were not many books in it. A brand new bookshelf was made by Mu Gong, and of course, in order to cater to his own aesthetics, he made the design. There are some old medical books scattered on it, all of which are relics of the old Taoist priest, and there is no one of his books.

Seeing Chu Jiaqiang's calligraphy and paintings, porcelain and jade, Zhou Furong couldn't open his eyes. Only now did he realize how rich this buddy was, and conservatively estimated that the value of this small study would not be less than 20 million. But he didn't know, in fact, the most important thing was those heart-saving pills, just take out one or two, and there will be tens of millions of people outside to break their heads.

Hearing Zhou Furong's valuation of Chu Jiaqiang's treasures, Li Xiangdong accepted Chu Jiaqiang's financial assistance with peace of mind this time.