With a profit of 200,000, there are more than 700 people in Jianhua Village. Excluding the shares occupied by canned food in educated youth, each person can share an average of more than 100 yuan.

Of course, the money invested by each company is different. Of course, it is not divided equally according to the number of people, nor according to the number of households, but based on the households and the proportion of investment at that time.

"Come on, line up, come one by one." Jiang Xiaobai said to the noisy crowd in front of him.

The villagers quickly lined up, and no one rushed to worry.

Everyone is from the same village, and you fight for money to make everyone laugh; not to mention that they invest in pig farms because they trust Jiang Xiaobai, so they are not afraid of being in the last place, and even everyone is humbly giving in.

"Zhang Shuigen, 678 yuan," Jiang Xiaobai read the list.

The crowd, which had been kept quiet, suddenly became furious again.

"What? 678 yuan, I heard it wrong."

"678 yuan, why is Zhang Shuigen so much money?"

The villagers were talking, their eyes wide open.

Including the villager Zhang Shui, everyone was stunned. It costs 678 yuan, and he never dreamed that there were so many.

678 yuan is almost up to the two-year salary of an ordinary worker.

The villagers were talking, and Zhang Shuigen was stunned. Li Laosan was already quick to pinch out the 678 yuan.

Jiang Xiaobai took the money and took it into Zhang Shuigen's hands.

"With the money, how many people in the family? Go and get the pork next to you, three pounds per person."

Jiang Xiaobai said with a smile.

"Oh, my family is five." Zhang Shuigen was already standing in front of the pork table, still a little stunned.

However, the pig-killing master was not affected. He skillfully cut off a large piece of meat and weighed it.

"14 pounds and 8 taels."

"Bang," cut off another small piece and threw it on it.

At the fifteen pounds position, the scale balanced steadily.

Take a string of hemp ropes prepared in advance with the hook, and then uninstall the hook.

"Come and carry it."

"Oh." Zhang Shuigen held the money tightly with one hand and the other with fifteen kilograms of pork.

He walked out step by step, and had already taken two steps, then turned around and looked at Jiang Xiaobai and bowed deeply.

"Thank you, Director Xiaobai."

"What do you thank me for? This is called dividends. You invested in the past and now you make money. You should pay for it, so there is no need to thank me."

After Jiang Xiaobai finished speaking, he continued to chant the next person's name.

The villagers looked at the stack of great unity and pork in Zhang Shuigen's hands, and their faces were full of envy.

"I remember Zhang Shuigen seemed to have invested 400 yuan in the first place."

"Yes, 400 yuan, my family invested 500 yuan at the beginning. In theory, I should be able to get Zhang Shuigen at least."

Some people began to calculate how much they could get.

"Yes, I can't do it anymore. My family has no money. I only invested more than 200 yuan at that time."

"From the investment, in less than a year, I have not only returned, but also earned hundreds of dollars."

"Liu Laosan, 525 yuan, go and get pork next to you."

"Zhang Baofeng, 1,020 yuan, go and get the pork next to you."

When Jiang Xiaobai thought of Zhang Baofeng, another climax came to the scene.

This is the first time someone has received more than a thousand yuan in money.

Zhang Baofeng took a stack of great union from Jiang Xiaobai with his hands trembling.
Chapter completed!