Modern democratic society advertises that everyone is equal before the legal system, but in fact, people are different, how can there be complete equality, if Zhang Muzi is a teenager from a poor family and can only apply for social legal aid in the event of a lawsuit, at this time, I am afraid that he has already been squeezed out of the confession by the Yuanbei criminal police, and he has been detained and detained.

But in reality, he has quite rich parents, and after saving himself from danger at the last moment, he was comforted by his mother all the way to the most famous traditional Chinese medicine hospital in Yuanbei City, and after eating a dose of freshly caught and boiled soothing soup, he obeyed the lawyer's advice and lived directly in a comfortable single ward.

At noon the next day, after resting for more than ten hours, and leaving enough evidence that he was admitted to the hospital because of improper questioning by the police, Zhang Muzi was cured and discharged, and followed his mother, who had already booked a ticket for himself, through most of the Yuanbei City, from the traditional Chinese medicine hospital to the municipal hospital, to visit his grandfather.

The ward's long and sunny corridors are wide, long, and after lunch, many patients are paced with the support of their families, nurses, or on their own.

After Zhang Muzi, who had recovered his spirit and was ready to travel far away, he walked out of the elevator along the flow of people, clinging to the window, carefully avoiding those patients who were eating and exercising, and turned to his mother and asked, "Mom, grandpa is in that ward, who will take care of him if you and dad are not there?"

"Your grandfather lives in room B0512, which is the same room, and I have already hired a full-time nurse to take care of him. Li Xiangzhi, who was following closely behind her son and holding a freshly boiled abalone porridge from a 'famous restaurant' in her right hand, raised her left hand and pointed to the door of a ward not far away, and said, "As soon as you met your grandfather, you said that he looked good and recovered quickly, do you know?" ”

"Got it, Mom, I'm not a fool, how many times do you have to say the same thing. Zhang Muzi pouted and walked to the ward pointed by his mother, pushed the door and walked in.

As one of the best public hospitals in Yuanbei City and even the whole of Yuantai Island, the single room of Yuanbei Municipal Hospital is slightly worse than that of top private hospitals, but the environment is also very comfortable.

In a room of about 12 or 3 square meters, in addition to a hospital bed with various medical jacks, a TV, a sofa, a coffee table, and even a vase full of flowers that make people feel happy at the first sight.

As soon as Zhang Muzi entered the ward, he saw his grandfather, who had lost a lot of weight, lying on the hospital bed eating the fruit cut by the nurse on the side, and behind the nurse stood a Westerner who was 190 cm tall, with strong muscles on his body as if he was about to stretch out a straight suit, but the hair on his head was already gray, and he was talking solemnly.

Seeing this scene, I have never subconsciously seen my grandfather, who lives in the suburbs of Yuanbei City and is with the villagers, and Zhang Muzi, who is associated with foreigners, since he is sensible, can't help but be stunned.

At the same time, Li Shansan, who heard the door of the ward, turned his head and saw his grandson suddenly appear in front of him, with a comfortable look on his face, swallowed a mouthful of apples, and said loudly: "Little cub, you have caused such a big thing, and you can't come over to let Azu take a good look." ”

"Wow, grandpa, I was very worried when I heard my mother say that you were hospitalized, I didn't expect you to be so angry," Zhang Muzi came back to his senses, and hurriedly walked to his grandfather's side with a smile and said: "The face is also very good-looking, how can an ordinary old man recover so quickly, at first glance, you are in good health, and your life span is more than 100." ”

"I don't expect you to live more than a hundred, I don't expect you, Azu, so you can only fight for your little cub in the future, have a few more sons, and pass on the Li family's family business..."

Seeing that his grandfather's face suddenly became gloomy, Zhang Muzi hurriedly said: "Okay, grandpa, the first son I gave birth to in the future must let him have the surname Li, or I will simply change my surname to Zhang Muzi in the future, is it okay for one person to have two surnames." ”

"Hahahaha... You little cub just have a lot of ghost ideas," Li heard this, and Shansan was finally amused by his grandson, "The surname is Zhang Muzi, good, good, it's not in vain that your Azu left you all the money you earned by 'earning your life'." ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the tall foreigner standing beside the bed, "Say hello, cub, this is Charles, and I will help you run the 'real estate business' I left for you in the future." ”

"Hello, Mr. Charles, I'm Zhang Muzi, it's a pleasure to meet you. Zhang Muzi was stunned for a moment, stammered in English and beckoned to the foreigner, and then looked at his grandfather in surprise and said: "Grandpa, you still know professional managers, and you also use foreign professional managers to run industries, you, have you made a lot of land in the Korean Dynasty?"

As soon as he finished speaking, before Li Shansan could speak, Charles on the side was already smiling and saying in extremely fluent Chinese: "Hello Mr. Zhang Muzi, it's an honor to meet you."

As an asset manager before and after Mr. Lee Sun-san, I think it would be more appropriate for me to answer this question.

At its peak, your grandfather owned 456,000 acres of land, all of which were tax-exempt estates with a 'warrior's grant' nature.

Now, more than 90 percent of these lands and outbuildings have been transferred to your name in the past 15 years, which can bring you about 15 million 'gold dollars' per year. ”

The so-called 'soldiers grant land' refers to the fluctuating people's hearts after the defeat of the old Chinese government on Yuantai Island, and its leader Jiang Gongzhong is painfully learning from the pain, painstakingly searching for the reason why millions of well-equipped troops under his command were completely defeated by hundreds of thousands of poorly equipped troops of the Red Regime in four years, and finally found that the root cause lies in the word 'popular heart'.

The Red Regime's greatest weapon to win the hearts and minds of the people was to 'crack down on local tyrants and divide the land', that is, to confiscate the land in the occupied areas and distribute it to the poor peasants free of charge.

After this discovery, Zhongzheng Gong immediately grabbed the medicine according to the prescription and began to try to divide the fields and control the hearts of the people on Yuantai Island, and the first batch of real objects were naturally hundreds of thousands of troops who would not abandon and follow him to retreat to the island, so every retired soldier got a piece of land that could be passed on to future generations as long as it was not bought and sold, and it could be passed on to future generations and permanently tax-exempt, and it quickly stabilized the morale of the army.

Later, under the coincidence of the Republic of China, the Republic of China annexed the Korean Peninsula with a population of only a few million, and obtained countless wild wastelands.

Unfortunately, because the old government was in a corner of the country, its financial resources were already insufficient, and it was unrealistic to completely copy the Red regime's method of 'expanding land and accumulating land' in which the state invested a huge amount of manpower and material resources.

In desperation, the Zhongzheng Gong gathered think tanks to come up with an expedient measure, that is, to allow private individuals to purchase the wasteland of the 'Han and North Koreas' far away from the cities, and all fields exceeding 100,000 mu were equivalent to 'soldiers granting land', and they were all exempt from tax.

This method of developing wasteland to increase national strength at the expense of tax revenues is tantamount to quenching thirst, and will only appear in a special period of confrontation with certain hostile forces under the dictatorship of the leader.

After the death of Jiang Gong in the mid-70s of the last century, both the policy of 'soldiers granting land' and 'pioneering farms' were abolished, but for the sake of a peaceful transition of power, the government of the Republic of China, which advertised the formation of a government by the people, said that it would follow the 'spirit of contract' and recognize the permanent tax exemption of the former soldiers' fields and farms to continue to take effect.

In the following decades, with the rapid increase in population and the emergence of new cities, villages and towns, most of the 'warrior farms' and 'pioneer farms' have long been purchased by the state or privately bought and sold and turned into ordinary fields again, and these two terms are no longer mentioned.

Of course, a young man like Zhang Muzi would not know that he had abolished the policy before he was born, nor would he know how big an acre was, and where the gold dollar was, but the figure of 456,000 was used to describe the land quite amazingly, and he could still understand it, and he couldn't help but widen his eyes and say: "It really sounds like a lot, a lot of land!"

"Yes," said Charles with a smile, "although it is a little smaller than the mega farms of millions or even tens of millions of acres in Milicand, or Oria, or Canada, in East Asia, 450,000 acres of land is a lot of land, especially since they are all on an island with beautiful surroundings all year round."

In addition to the main business of agriculture and animal husbandry, which can maintain the tax exemption policy, there are also fishing docks, homestay operations and other industries that can make you profitable. ”

"Mr. Charles, I don't think it's too big to hear you say that, 450,000 is more than 20 times smaller than 10 million," Zhang Muzi said with a smile on the corner of his mouth, but the light in his eyes showed that he was extremely excited at this time.

And Li Xiangzhi, who had just walked to his father's bed, heard this conversation, and looked at Li Shansan in great surprise and said: "Dad, you, how can you save hundreds of thousands of acres of land, even if the price of land in the past is many times cheaper than now, this is unlikely!"

And how can you hide this kind of thing from me for decades, and also, and transfer all your property directly to Muzi. ”

"You were born a girl, and when you grow up, you don't listen to Lao Tzu, how much land do I have, how do I earn it, why should I sue you," Li Shansan looked at his daughter and pouted and said: "When I went to college, I felt that you Lao Tzu was an 'old fool' who only wanted male babies, and it was more difficult for you to recruit a son-in-law than to take your life."

Hmph, now I feel that I have lost a lot of money when I think of the tuition fees I used to pay you, and I still want to fight with my good grandson for the family property, which is really a pipe dream. ”

"I, what kind of property am I fighting for with my son," Li Xiangzhi finally knew the anger of her husband when she stopped her from doting on her son, and said loudly: "It's Muzi who is only nineteen years old now, and he is still in high school, if you give him too much property at once, he doesn't have to study hard, and he can't do it if he learns badly!"

"No matter how bad my Li Shansan's grandson is, how bad can it be.

Besides, I have transferred all the property, and I can't get it back for a long time, so it's useless for you to shout," Facing his daughter's worries, Li Shansan didn't care, and said with deep meaning: "I have already planned for the past two days, as soon as I am discharged from the hospital, I will take the little cub to the Han Dynasty, and even after the palace and temple property are handed over to him, it will be okay to get rid of the old grudges of this life, and then go into the coffin." ”