The formalities were handled quickly, and Han Jingxi got the approval procedures, and immediately made a phone call to arrange for someone to transport the bricks and cement to the village.

Watching two trucks deliver bricks and cement to the village, the villagers were very curious.

"Whose house is this going to build? Such a big formation. ”

"It's the first time I've seen a truck, so it would be nice if I could go up and sit down."

"Not to mention trucks, I haven't even been on a tractor."

"So many bricks and cement should be built buildings, but there are no buildings in our village."

The villagers looked at the passing trucks, their eyes full of envy and jealousy, and deep yearning. I hope that one day they can also build a small two-story building.

Hanjingxi asked the truck driver to unload the cement and bricks on the open field, and the village chief said that he would arrange for the people who built the houses, and he would only need to be responsible for their meals. However, he naturally will not take advantage of the villagers, and he will give them a salary of one yuan a day according to the market price.

Seeing that Han Jingxi brought bricks and cement so quickly, the village chief immediately found the villagers, "If any of you are willing to help the new Mr. Han build a house, Mr. Han will be in charge of your meals every day." "It's like this when they build houses in their village, and they only need to be responsible for the lunch meal.

"I still have something to do at home, and I don't have time during this time."

"I'm not available."

"The village chief, he is not from our village, so we won't build a house for him."

"That's it, you better let him find someone to build a house by himself." When they saw so many bricks and cement, they felt uncomfortable, and hoped that no one would build a house for that outsider, and that it would be best for those bricks and cement to be piled up there.

The village chief frowned unhappily, "Since you don't want to, forget it." Originally, Han Jingxi said that he would find someone to build a house by himself, but he wanted to find an errand for the people in the village, so he proposed to let the villagers help build the house.

Outside, the economy is developing well, but their village is still very poor, and they still dig in the fields and rely on the sky for food. I usually can't even eat a meat dish.

That Han Jingxi has an extraordinary identity at a glance, he will definitely not treat the villagers who built him a house badly, he hopes that the villagers can eat something good, but they are unwilling, and he will not be reluctant.

"I'm willing to help build the house." A dark-skinned youth in the crowd raised his hand.

The village chief nodded, "Is there anyone else?" ”

"I would too." Li Ergou raised his hand and said.

"And me."

The villagers glanced at the three people who raised their hands, pursed their lips, and remained silent. Anyway, they won't help outsiders build houses.

"Okay, then the three of you." The village chief made a decision, glancing at the other villagers, "You gave up the opportunity yourself, don't regret coming to me again when the time comes." ”

The villagers pursed their lips in disdain. They won't regret it.

"Village Chief! Chief! Wait a minute, I'm going to help too, I can help with cooking. Aunt Su ran over panting, she had just been washing clothes by the river, and she didn't hear the village horn. Han Jingxi is Xiaohua's husband, he builds a house, and she has to do her part in everything.

"Okay, then you come with me to see Mr. Han."

Han Jingxi was looking at the drawings drawn by the designer, and when he saw the village chief and Aunt Su coming over, he said hello to the designer and greeted him. He already knew the result of the meeting, except for the three young people and Aunt Su, no one else was willing to come to help build the house, but he didn't care about this, he had already arranged people, and the construction could start this afternoon. (End of chapter)