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When Zi Baifeng arrived, the old man was enforcing the family law.

The villagers who were selling white noodles were kneeling in front of the ancestral statue, and the old man was holding a whip and beating him all at once, just like when Chu Zi Baifeng first came, he dismounted and beat his own little grandson.

"The old man is angry!" Zi Baifeng saw that the villager was beaten and his back was covered with blood marks, but he didn't say a word, and hurriedly stepped forward to grab the old man.

"Master Xiucai, don't stop me!" The old man is so angry, he really has to be hairy, "Let me kill this unscrupulous descendant!" Today, Sigou also told Zi Baifeng about this, Zi Baifeng just came, Sigou This guy is a natural spy, and he knows what to do. The old man didn't want Zi Baifeng to know and lose his own people.

"Old man, why are you angry!" Zi Baifeng hurriedly pulled the whip to prevent the old man from beating again.

How much is a bag of noodles worth, even if it is a bag of white noodles? Even if it is a wheelbarrow, it can hold more than 100 catties of noodles at most, not to mention that this villager is worried that others will see it, so he directly carried it to Mengcheng, and the hard-earned money along the way is worth the difference. In fact, when Zi Baifeng heard this, he was angry and happy. Angry that this villager did this thing secretly, and used this stupid method, I am glad that there are people in the village who are very business-minded, and the rotten wood can be carved!

I went down to Yan Village, and finally had a business! Your sister, I've been waiting for a long time!

In fact, Zi Baifeng didn't expect anyone to start with this white noodles, he was still thinking about what industries could be developed in Xia Yan Village, after all, his ideas were still limited, and he felt that white noodles were really unprofitable, and he was thinking about some industries that could become large-scale, similar to the previous village-run enterprises. Who knew that the villagers of Ludao were so hard-working and hard-working, and with a little profit, they could embark on the road from Xiayan Village to Mengcheng, which he regarded as a daunting path.

"How can I not be angry...... "The old man was so angry that his beard trembled.

"Okay, old man, I think this thing is actually good!" Zibai said, making money with his own strength, what is there to be angry about, and as soon as he wanted to sleep, someone brought him a pillow. Zi Baifeng quietly gave a thumbs up to the villagers kneeling on the ground, goodjob!

That night, when the villagers who had entered the mountain had returned, Zi Baifeng and the old man convened a meeting together.

At the meeting, Zi Baifeng announced several policies - this is the first time Zi Baifeng has formulated policies since he became a village leader, and he finally has a little feeling of being a village leader.

First, anyone who goes to Zibaifeng to apply for the record once can use the stone mill in the village to process the grain sold to the outside world, but this use is not free, and one-tenth of the income must be charged as a royalty each time.

"These expenses are supervised by me and the old man, and as public funds for the village, I promise that they will not be diverted for other purposes. Zi Baifeng also announced, and everyone said that they could trust Zi Baifeng.

Even if Zi Baifeng used it for other purposes, in fact, these villagers would not say anything.

Second, all those who contributed to the construction of the stone mill at the beginning can get some taps and reductions by virtue of the size of the output, and the period is tentatively set for one year.

"Uncle Yan, Uncle Shi San, they have all made great efforts, and they can't let those who have contributed the same as those who have not contributed. Zi Baifeng said again. Of course, there is also a strong one, his son Baifeng's father Zijian, and the benefits can't be left outside.

Everyone also nodded, and the villagers were not unreasonable.

Thirdly, as a draw, the funds will become the common assets of the village, and when there are similar projects in the village, the people who will give the effort will pay their salaries.

As soon as these words came out, everyone became enthusiastic.

"Master Xiucai, what else are we going to build!" someone asked again.

"There are a lot of them, but I can't say them for the time being. Zi Baifeng laughed.

And everyone laughed.

As far as the three policies are concerned, they are very simple, but for the villagers, it is a earth-shaking change.

The first person to come to Zi Baifeng, and the one who asked for this permission turned out to be Lao Tuozi.

"Old Tuozi, didn't you go to the mountains to look for jade?" Zi Baifeng was a little surprised, Lao Tuozi's harvest was good, and he was about to turn over as a serf and sing, how could he give up easily?

"You can't go every day to find jade, you have to look for one and raise two. "The old man said.

This is also the law summarized by the ancestors in the words of the Jade Sutra. Jade is not a crop, cut stubble after stubble, the condensation of jade takes time, if you go to find jade every day, most of the time is useless, and the mountain is humid, dangerous, stay in the mountains all day long, the human body can not stand it, not only the jade needs to be raised, the body also needs to be raised. So in a month, you only need to look for jade in the mountains for ten days.

During this time, the villagers were suffocated, so they went to look for jade every day, but the old man had already spoken, and he should be regular in the future, and he couldn't fish with all his might.

The villagers are all poor and afraid, and there is a lot of pressure on them, so they are all full of energy, and they can't be idle for the remaining twenty days, and they always have to find something to do.

Lao Tuozi is honest, but he can endure hardships and is willing to endure hardships, and it is really difficult for his family, so he came.

Zi Baifeng waved his pen briskly, gave Lao Tuozi a power of attorney, and stamped his own village seal - your sister's, it finally came in handy.

The second one to come is Sigou, this guy was busy when he built the mill some time ago, and there is a tendency to change from a bastard ruffian to a good boy, and he was praised by Yan Lao Wu, Zijian also persuaded him a few words, and he also came.

What's more, he doesn't have to pay this year.

Zi Baifeng is still a big stroke.

Another one, a pillar, with a big stroke of the pen.

Another one, my own dad is here too.

"Dad, what are you doing to make a fuss!" Zi Baifeng was unhappy.

"Why can't I go? I'm strong!" Daddy was a little unhappy, although he was a father, but he was only in his early thirties, a golden bachelor, and several little widows and old girls in the village began to beat his idea.

"We don't lack this money...... Zi Baifeng sneered, "Dad, you have other arrangements, we still have a lot of things to build." ”

"That doesn't stop me from giving me a power of attorney. "Dad didn't want to let Zi Baifeng go like this.

Zi Baifeng could only give his father one depressedly.

One more, Shi Sanbo also came, and Zi Baifeng also waved his pen.

In one, Yan Da also came......

Then Zi Baifeng found out, this is all business!

Seeing so many people, he hurriedly convened a meeting overnight, asking everyone to walk together, don't lower the price, don't compete, don't swarm the bees, communicate with each other, help each other, and can't make contradictions.

Since this day, Zi Baifeng's flatbed truck has abandoned them, today your house, tomorrow my house, never came back......

Not only that, but more and more people came to ask Zijian to help build a car, and most of them were wheelbarrows. Zijian found out that he could make money at home, but he didn't have to resell food, and he was very busy all day long.

And Zi Baifeng was also so happy all day long.

He finally had a legal income in his hand, which could be used to invest in the development of the village, and he was thinking about what to invest all day long, and his head hurt when he thought about it, and he had to admit that he really had no economic mind.

Fortunately, he found that as a good decision-maker, he may not be able to be very far-sighted, as long as he can find good signs, and then dig them out and support them.

At first, the old man stared at the mill every day, staring at who used the mill - in fact, this money was also the first time that the old man had public property at his disposal, and he had to raise funds or even pay in advance before what he wanted to do, so the old man looked very closely. The villagers can endure hardships, the grinding plate is also day and night, and then the old man doesn't care who uses who doesn't use it, anyway, before the food in the village goes to Mengcheng, it is necessary to reach the village entrance through a trail first, the old man stops at the entrance of the village every morning, takes a look, a few catties and a few taels are clear, and sees the rows of wheelbarrows and the back of the basket go away, sigh for a while, smirk for a while, and go back to report to Zi Baifeng, Zi Baifeng wrote a stroke. When they came back from selling the grain, they reported to Zi Baifeng, Zi Baifeng calculated the accounts, and the men who entered the city counted the coins one by one, and paid them to Zi Baifeng with a little distress.

Zi Baifeng looked really sad, after a hard day, only this little bit of hard-earned money, Zi Baifeng really didn't want their money. But the jade wealth in his hands cannot be exposed, and the name is not right, so he can only accept it. Moreover, there are no rules that cannot be square, and this truth is still understood by Zi Baifeng.

Money laundering is hard work!

And Zi Baifeng didn't let this money be idle, he knew that the most important point of the economy was circulation, and if it wasn't circulated, it would be dead money, and it wouldn't bring any profits, so with a little bit of capital, he began to gather everyone to do the second thing: build roads.

The road from Xiayan Village to the official road was stepped on by hundreds of people in Xiayan Village for generations, although it is difficult to walk, but after all, there is still a road. However, the distance from the village entrance to the mill was not a decent road, and it was difficult for unicycles to pass, so Zi Baifeng gathered the villagers to start resting on this section of the road in their spare time. All those who participate are paid. Although it is only a few big coins, but most of the villagers are still old and weak, women and children, this work can be done regardless of men, women and children, light and heavy everyone with it, the mountains are barren, and there is really no need to wait too much, the rest of the time is not idle, it is better to do some work and make some money.

And the advantage of throwing the money out of the village is that the money has gone around in a circle and returned to everyone's hands, and everyone's overall income has not decreased, so what is it worth doing more work? In the past, this kind of village work was all powerful and had no money to take, and it was not convenient for oneself to build roads? In the past, it took a strong laborer to carry a bag of noodles on his back, but if the road was repaired, a half-old child would be able to grind noodles.

The progress of road construction is not fast, to open the mountain and fill the rocks, although there are some fireworks here, but there is no powerful gunpowder, it is useless, everyone carries it on their shoulders, and the enthusiasm is high.