Cracking sound......

Several firecrackers with a thousand rings lit on a small hill, red confetti boiled, and green smoke curled up, which was quickly blown away by the mountain breeze in this summer, permeating the treetops and disappearing into the mountain forest.

"Fei Ye's grandson is really amazing, he really made a mountain to mine and quarry."

"Look at what you're holding, it's not because he has a good mother, what kind of ability is he!"

"Dog three, you will sour others, they are famous college students, can you compare?"

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Several villagers who were chopping wood in the mountains and forests gathered in one place, and looked at the lively hill in a very rare distance, where a woman argued with a shrunken man.

The sun was shining, the mountain wind shook the leaves, and the dappled light and shadow falling on the grass shimmered.

Amid the sound of firecrackers, three or four young people, under the guidance of an old gentleman, were busy worshipping the mountain god. In front of the incense table, a big dragon pattern fire candle and sandalwood were inserted, and a fat cooked chicken was placed on the table, and some melons and fruits were placed next to it.

"The auspicious time has come! Boss Ye, please break ground! ”

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An old gentleman with a red nose shook a crisp bell before turning back to a young man and said kindly.

This young man named Boss Ye is only twenty years old, with clear eyebrows and fair complexion, wearing a set of white casual clothes and Adi's sneakers on his feet. He was squatting on the ground and stirring the burning paper money with a branch, and the flames were restless, and the pile of paper money burned more vigorously.

In the light and shadow, a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes appeared clear and confident. The face shows a pair of good-looking dimples, white and neat teeth, and a head of soft hair, which gives people a sense of intimacy.

"Good!"

When the young man heard the old man's words, he put down the branch, patted the dust off his hands, stood up, and took a shovel from the hand of a stout man.

It is said that life is facing three important turning points: the first is reincarnation, the second is the college entrance examination, and the third is employment. However, he doesn't think so, and he thinks that now is the real turning point: entrepreneurship.

Even if it is the college entrance examination, even if he is successfully admitted to a prestigious university, he feels that this is just for the service of entrepreneurship. In his heart, that prestigious university is just a place to study and store energy, and if this business is successful, he doesn't mind crumpling the eye-popping graduation certificate and throwing it down the toilet to flush it away.

Multiply!

The young boss Ye inserted the shovel into a piece of soft soil, stretched out his foot to step on the shovel head and pressed it hard, and then picked up the shovel to pick up a side of the soil.

Digging with a shovel is naturally only a part of the ritual of worshiping the mountain god, if you really want to use a shovel to dig a stone mine, with the current labor cost in Huaxia, not to mention ordinary people like Ye Zhengzhì, even Li Jiacheng may not be able to bear it.

The clump of dirt was fresh and smelled of grass, and it kicked off the mining.

"Let's go!"

A big black man who was 1.9 meters tall, holding a small red flag in his hand, waved it violently towards the mountainside, like a trumpeter of the army.

A large excavator parked on the mountainside had already filled a tank of oil, and the golden mass moved slowly forward, crackling the dead branches and leaves on the ground, and the thick shovel smashed into the mountain soil with a sonorous sound, and the flames were everywhere, digging a small hole in the ground.

If the solution of jadeite rough is "a knife of heaven, a knife of hell", then this kind of low-cost mining of stone ore is undoubtedly the same. How many stones are underneath this mountain bag can only be revealed by digging it up, or it is worth millions, or it may be worth hundreds.

Of course, it is an exaggeration to say that the value of hundreds of yuan is a relatively exaggerated statement, because it is proved that this area of Lion Ridge is an important production area of limestone mines, as long as the character is not too bad, it is not a problem to recover the capital at all. In addition, some people have indeed completed the "small and big", and won millions of stone mines with two or three hundred thousand.

The profit of stone mining is naturally not comparable to that of metal ore, but if the character is better, this profit is indeed considerable.

Summers in the southwestern province are very hot, the sun bakes the earth like a big furnace, and the weeds in the mountains seem sluggish. There was a lot of movement in the mountains, the sonorous sound was constant, the engines thundered, and the dust filled the mountains.

"It's time to witness character!"

Ye Zheng sent the old gentleman away, turned around and looked at this small mountain, looking at his small territory, the smile on his face was even stronger.

This small ridge is on the outskirts of the Lion Ridge area, and the mountain is like a reptile, but the locals call it Crouching Tiger Mountain. From a bird's-eye view of the sky, it looks like a tiger lurking in the dense forests of Cangshan Mountain, the tiger's head seems to be looking up at the sky, across a quiet green stream, and the mountains opposite. Although it is not conspicuous in the entire Lion Ridge territory and is not marked on the map, in fact, this bare mountain range is not small, and it may take more than an hour to go around it.

Large excavators rumbled to the south of Crouching Tiger Mountain, slowly digging up the dirt, and soon a pit was exposed. Slightly different from the regular way of working in a stone mine, Ye Zhengzhì's labor cost is limited, and he digs where he sees where the stones are likely to come out.

After Ye Zhengzhì broke ground directly on the "tiger head" on the south side of the mountain according to the comprehensive opinions of many parties, he felt that the probability of stone coming out here was higher. Of course, this is more of a speculation than a scientific argument to back it up. Now he has little start-up capital left, and the cost of digging every day is not small, so he also urgently needs to dig out the stone to realize.

However, he believed in his character, and smashed it fiercely at this beautiful "tiger head", and he would definitely see a beautiful stone mine. If not, he would be willing to be punished by drawing a little turtle on his handsome face.

A gust of mountain wind blew from the distant fields, swaying the branches of the big trees on the top of the mountain, and the sunlight was cut into countless pieces by the leaves, and fell on the few bluestones under the trees. On a piece of bluestone, a trendy young man with dyed yellow hair and studs is enjoying the shade, with a few scatters on his body.

"Zhengzhì, which processing plant did you sign an agreement with?" Zhao Dazhui came from the town today, sat on the bluestone and looked at the scenery in the distance, and bit a pear so much that the juice was splashed.

"Haven't signed yet!" Ye Zheng walked up to him and looked at the stream at the foot of the mountain.

The stream, known locally as Qingxi, flows from the depths of the dense forests of Lion Ridge and flows gracefully. Passing by his grandfather's village, he raised the residents of the ancient village. When he was a child, Ye Zheng did not swim and play in this green stream, and he had deep memories.

"Haven't signed yet? That's not your style of doing things, is it? Zhao Dazhui raised his head and glanced at Ye Zheng in surprise.

"What style do you know about me? My style is all about making money! Ye Zhengzhì took out a cigarette, put up the cigarette butt and knocked on the thumb cover, "Now there are two more stone processing factories in Qingye Town, but the stone mining here in Laohuling has not really formed a scale, so the market is in short supply, and the price of this stone will rise by more than one percent in the short term." ”

"And then?" Zhao Dazhui took another bite of Sydney, still a little incomprehensible.

"I dug up stones on this mountain, and naturally someone took the initiative to come to the door, so why should I be in a hurry?" Ye Zheng said with certainty, and then patted Zhao Dazhu's shoulder and said proudly, "Let's go!" Let's go eat! ”

Black Bull and these people can order casually, and they can solve their stomachs by building a bamboo canopy in this barren mountain and wilderness, but this Zhao Dazhui helps him a lot, and he also needs to rely on the eldest son of the director to handle the relationship between the town government, and this meal naturally can't run.

"That's it?" Zhao Dazhui held the half-eaten pear, and his mouth opened slightly.

"What else do you want?" Ye Zheng rolled his eyes.

Ye Zheng beckoned, and a big black man of 1.9 meters ran over proudly.

This person is not much older than Ye Zhengzhì, but his body is very strong, like a gorilla. Wearing big pants and a tank top, his skin is dark, the bridge of his nose is shining with fine beads of sweat, his face has a bright smile, and his white teeth show pride and pride. Like Ye Zhengzhì, he has two rows of beautiful teeth.

"I'll leave it to you, let me know if there's any news!"

Ye Zheng confessed a few words to this stupid black bull, asked him to keep an eye on the side of the stone mine, and then walked side by side with Zhao Da Hammer to the mountain road below.

At the foot of Crouching Tiger Mountain is a rugged mountain road, which provides great convenience for Ye Zhengzhì's stone mine and reduces a lot of trouble. The reason why I chose this mountain in the first place has a lot to do with this mountain road.

"Brother Zhengzhì!"

In the middle of the mountain road, a crisp voice sounded, and a little girl sweating profusely greeted him.

The girl looks like she is seven or eight years old, and she is not pretty, but she looks sturdy, tiger-headed, and inherently honest. The clothes she was wearing, though not tattered, were clearly old clothes, worn by someone else, with a bundle of cow ropes in her hand, and an old ox was tiredly following behind her ass.

She was less than eight years old, but her family had "graduated" her. The reason is very simple, from an economic point of view, it is far better to go to school a few miles away than to herd cattle at home, and the cattle can be sold for money when they are raised, while it costs money to study.

Although the central news network continues to praise the prosperity of the motherland, there is still a long way to go.

"Tiger girl, why did you come here?" Ye Zheng looked at the little girl whose face was flushed with the sun, and his mouth opened slightly.

"Because I've decided to come here to herd cattle in the future! Hey, I'm tired! The tiger girl wiped a handful of sweat and said seriously with her blushing little face.

"Run so far! Can you not get tired? Come, drink water! Ye Zheng looked at her bangs wet with sweat and felt a little distressed, picked up a bottle of mineral water and handed it to her.

Hu Niu is a left-behind child, who is famous for her courage, and is a follower of Ye Zhengzhì. It's just that she never thought that Ye Zheng was mining stone mines in the mountains around this Lion Ridge, and today she really dared to walk such a long mountain road alone to herd cattle here, and she was not afraid of being abducted halfway.

"Don't you have an iced Coke?" Hu Niu took the mineral water, raised her round face and asked again.

"Tiger girl, are you still picky? Believe it or not, I'll take you back to the police station and lock you up? Zhao Dazhui threw away the pear terrier casually, and immediately put on a black face.

"Don't believe it! Brother Zheng has already sued me, you are a fake policeman, don't scare me! The tiger girl gave him a blank look, twisted the cap of the bottle and took a sip comfortably. Maybe it was because she had walked too much mountain road that her throat was already smoking, but the clear mineral water poured into her mouth, making her feel a hint of sweetness.

"I'm in the police station, and I don't need to do anything to arrest you." Zhao Dazhui continued to tease her.

"Then what are you moving?" Tiger Niu asked.

"Move your mouth!" Zhao Dazhui said proudly.

"Bragging is also a mouthful! Last time you were locked up at the police station, I brought you food with Brother Zhengzhì! The tiger girl gave him a blank look and carefully twisted the mouth of the mineral water bottle.

"You're delivering food?"

Hearing this, Zhao Dazhui's brows furrowed deeply, feeling how ridiculous and ridiculous these words were. My father is the head of the police station, who dares to lock him in? However, thinking of Ye Zheng delivering food, he suddenly patted his forehead with a sudden realization, there was a fire in his house that time, so he moved to the police station for a few days.

But...... Isn't that locked inside? It's your own family that is cheap at the police station, this is not something that ordinary people can do, you little girl should kneel and worship, right?

It's just that Zhao Dazhui was very sad and angry to find that he didn't know where to explain it to this chick to prove that he was a very good character.

"Tiger girl, you and Ah Niu have lunch here, don't run around!" Ye Zheng touched her wet head and told seriously.

"I never run around! I'm here to help. The tiger girl raised her round face and argued with confidence.

"Then stay here obediently, I'll ask Ah Niu to give you a big chicken leg for lunch!" Ye Zheng pinched her round face and pulled it hard.

"Got chicken legs? Where did the chicken thighs come from? The tiger girl swallowed hard, and her eyes looked at Ye Zheng excitedly.

"Today I worship the mountain god, so I killed the chicken!" Ye Zheng explained, then beckoned to the black bull on the hill and pointed to the tiger girl here. And the tiger girl was already excited, pulling the big yellow cow mooing behind her, and rushing towards the hill with her little short legs, like a hungry little mouse, running faster than anyone else.