"130,000! Mojia Village can't spend so much money even if it eats and drinks spicy food every day! ”

In the Pan family restaurant, the shopkeeper Pan looked at the deficit of Mojia Village exposed in the Confucian magazine, and then looked at the running water in his store, and couldn't help but sigh.

His Panjia restaurant is also a time-honored brand in Chang'an City, but he works hard all day long, and his annual income is not even a fraction of the deficit in Mojia Village!

"Lao Tzu originally thought that the Mo family was a loser, but now it seems that it is not only the Mo family, but the entire Mo family village is a loser!" An idler said playfully, which immediately caused everyone to laugh.

"Funeral, saving, this is the concept of the Mo family to inherit a thousand years, and now it is gone, it seems that under the reform of the Mo family, the Mo family village has deteriorated, the Mo family thinks that the Mo family is revived, but I don't know that it has gradually lost the essence of the Mo family!" A white-clothed Confucian snorted coldly.

"That's it, in my opinion, the Mo family has deteriorated." Everyone chimed in.

"In my opinion, it's not just Mojia Village, even Mojiazi is just selling fame and reputation." The white-clothed Confucian snorted coldly.

The idler answered with interest: "Where does this start? ”

The white-clothed Confucian snorted coldly: "Do you think that where this money can go, it must have been misappropriated by the Mo family!" ”

After the white-clothed Confucian finished speaking, the audience was immediately shocked, and exclaimed in disbelief: "How is this possible? The Mo family was not moved at all in the face of the thousands of dollars of the Tubo theory, how could he use the money of the Mo family. ”

Everyone shook their heads, not believing the statement of the white-clothed Confucian student, Mojia Village did not take the money of outsiders, but embezzled the money of Mojia Village, which is unreasonable, and how could Mojiazi use so much money.

"This is the reason why Xiaosheng said that Mo Jiazi sells his reputation and reputation, according to the news, Mo Jiazi promised to marry Princess Changle with a thousand times as a matchmaker and ten thousand gold as an appointment, in order to raise a dowry, this is probably the ultimate use of this money." The white-clothed Confucian said coldly.

"That's nonsense! If this is the case, Mojia Village was in such a crisis at the beginning, why didn't the Mo family take out this money. A thin businessman sneered when he heard this.

Many people nodded one after another, if the Mo family really had this money, how could the crisis in the Mo family village appear.

The white-clothed Confucian was prepared and said: "So, do you see that in this crisis in Mojia Village, the Mo family is the slightest panic, it is obvious that the Mo family is confident?" ”

Everyone was silent for a while, and soon divided into several factions to discuss, some thought that Mo Jiazi must have broken his promise and embezzled money, and some people believed that Mo Jiazi would not take a fancy to this money.

There are even people who speculate in vain, thinking that Mojia Village must have used this money to do secret things, with ill intentions.

Seeing this, the white-clothed Confucian couldn't help but show a smug smile, he was not used to the Mo family, so he naturally spared no effort to pour dirty water on the head of the Mo family, as long as one person doubted the Mo family, the reputation of the Mo family would be a little dirty.

With the spread of Confucian magazines, everyone smacked their tongues and discussed the whereabouts of such a huge wealth in Mojia Village, and for a while, Mojia Village was once again in the limelight.

Just when the people of Chang'an City were discussing it to the extreme, the issuance of a special issue of the ink magazine was like pouring a basin of cold water in a frying pan, and it was fried in an instant.

"Pan's Restaurant, twenty copies of ink magazines!" A newsboy placed twenty copies of ink magazines in front of Pan's shopkeeper, and immediately hurried to the next one.

"Xiao Pan, go and distribute an ink magazine at each table!" Shopkeeper Pan picked up a copy casually and instructed his nephew.

The nephew of the Pan family stepped forward in response, grabbed the ink magazine and prepared to distribute it, and accidentally saw the headline on the front page, and immediately exclaimed: "The expansion of Mojia Village actually took 130,000 yuan!" ”

"130,000!" A group of diners couldn't help but be stunned, and couldn't wait to snatch a copy of the ink magazine from the hands of the nephew of the Pan family, but when they saw this news, they were all stunned, they never thought that this would be the ultimate use of this huge wealth.

"This can't be, how can a village spend so much money?" Shopkeeper Pan was dumbfounded.

The white-clothed Confucian snorted coldly again: "I want to cover it!" It must be Mo Jiazi's trick. ”

"Looking at it below, this matter may be true, and everyone knows that in addition to the commercial area, most of the other places in Mojia Village are closed and expanded, and the work will not be stopped until the crisis in Mojia Village breaks out." The businessman who supported Mojia Village just now spoke up.

"It took 130,000 yuan to expand a Mojia Village, but Mojia Village couldn't build a city." The white-clothed Confucian snorted coldly.

The other diners couldn't believe that so much money could be spent on the expansion of a village.

"It's naturally impossible under normal circumstances, but have you forgotten the future planning map of Mojia Village set up by Mo Jiazi himself in last year's Ink Technology Exhibition." Shang Jia couldn't help but snort coldly.

Everyone couldn't help but pause, and in their minds, a beautiful picture of the city suddenly appeared, if Mojia Village expanded according to the planning map of Mojiazi, then 130,000 guan was probably just a beginning.

"In fact, the place where Mojia Village is empty is very well verified, and it has been clearly stated in the ink magazine that the expansion of Mojia Village will be completed before the year, and it will be open to the outside world at that time, and the whereabouts of Mojia Village's money will naturally be clear at a glance." Shopkeeper Pan pointed to the report of the ink magazine and looked forward to it.

As soon as the special issue of the ink magazine came out, the entire Chang'an City was in an uproar again, and almost everyone was looking forward to what the village that had been expanded at a cost of 130,000 yuan was like.

The end of the year is approaching,

In Mojia Village, most of the major workshops have been suspended, and most of the workers who come from outside have settled their wages and returned to their hometowns happily one by one, even when Mojia Village is most critical, the workers' wages are still not in arrears, and take Chang'an City as an example, the treatment of workers in Mojia Village is second to none, and the wages for a year are much higher than farming.

With the departure of the workers, the once lively Mojia Village began to become a little deserted, and on the deserted street, an emaciated old man took to the street with tools and began to silently do the unfinished expansion work of Mojia Village.

"Village Chief!"

A villager walked up to the old man and said respectfully, consciously following behind Li Yi to join the labor.

Immediately afterwards, one after another, the villagers consciously walked to the head of the village, and the expansion team gradually increased, in addition to the young and strong, gradually some women also began to join the ranks of the expansion.

Even some children have stepped forward to help, doing some work within their ability, even if the north wind is cold, the cold winter wax moon, everyone is still in full swing, no one complains again, and the expansion work of the entire Mojia Village immediately doubles the speed.

Li Yi hadn't worked like this for two years, but such a familiar scene couldn't help but remind him of the moment when Mo Dun led the Mojia Village to create a grass, and the Mojia Village at that time was not as united as it is today.

"This is the real Mojia Village!" Li Yi couldn't help but sigh.