"It's nothing, it's just an antique handed down from our ancestors. I sold it for some money." Wang Ye said with a smile.

Pan Jingzhuo's first thought was that this antique might have been left behind by Wang Ye's ancestor who had miraculous medical skills. Otherwise, how could a small village have such an antique?

The village chief understood what Wang Ye meant and he meant it.

With so much money, he could buy all the land in the village, but he was still a little worried and asked: "Xiaoye, can you tell me what you want to do with so much land?"

"The village chief should know that I planted some special vegetables some time ago, right?"

The village chief nodded. If he didn't know about such an important matter, he wouldn't be called the village chief.

You must know that Wang Ye invited many villagers to help harvest vegetables, and even called a truck to deliver them to Hongfu Hotel, but he was quite surprised.

He learned from other villagers that Wang Ye's vegetables were sold to the Hongfu Hotel at a high price, with the price of a cart worth tens of thousands!

What is this concept?

You must know that the vast majority of people in their village earn less than 10,000 yuan a year, and even a few cannot earn any money at all. They barely survive on the money distributed by the state.

Selling vegetables once costs tens of thousands of dollars. If we sell them several times, wouldn’t we have a house?

"I plan to expand the scale of planting, so I will take over other people's fields. If the village chief thinks it is feasible, he can ask the villagers for their opinions."

The village chief alone cannot make the final decision on such a big matter. Wang Ye knows this too, but he believes that as long as he has money to clear the way, everything will be easy to deal with.

The village chief pondered for a moment and said: "I will now have people call all the villagers to hold a meeting and let them vote on it themselves."

A few minutes later, the bell in the center of the village rang.

"What's going on? Why did someone ring the bell again?" A villager who was working in the fields asked in confusion.

"Never mind him, hurry over when the bell rings. Maybe the village chief has something important to say, so hurry up."

A group of villagers simply tidied up and quickly gathered in the center of the village.

After all the villagers came here, Wang Guoqiang stood up and said, "Village Chief, why did you summon us here this time?"

Although the village chief is a bit old, he is in good spirits and his face is red: "I called you here this time because there is a very important matter. I want to discuss it with you. Xiaoye, you can talk about it next."

Wang Ye stood up without hesitation and faced everyone: "I told the village chief just now that I want to contract all the land in Xiaoniu Village, so I asked the village chief to call everyone over to discuss this matter."

One word stirred up a thousand waves, and Wang Ye's words shocked everyone.

You know, the field they own in Xiaoniu Village is about 500 acres. Wang Ye wants to contract such a large place by himself. Does he have so much money?

The second uncle, who was standing in the crowd, heard Wang Ye suddenly say this and wanted to stop him. Contracting so much land at once was not an easy task.

But Bai Xia, who had been standing next to him, quietly pulled him back: "Don't go now, wait until everyone has left."

She naturally guessed what her second uncle was thinking, but she knew even better that if he went out on this occasion, he might make Wang Ye lose face.

At this time, a voice shouted: "Wang Ye, you said you want to contract all the land in the village? Do you have that much money?"

Wang Ye looked over and saw that the person speaking was Wang Guoqiang.

"Director Wang, if I didn't have enough money, I wouldn't let the village chief call you here." Wang Ye said calmly.

But his words still made Wang Guoqiang unable to believe that with so many acres of land, even if it was only a few hundred yuan per acre, the total would cost hundreds of thousands. This was not a small sum of money.

If you have so much money, you can do other things. What is the use of contracting these lands?

"I have verified that Wang Ye does have the money to contract all the fields. I called the villagers here just to let everyone know about it, and then everyone voted to decide whether to let Wang Ye contract the land.

All in all, what do you think?"

The villagers discussed with each other, but not everyone agreed that their fields would be contracted. After all, these fields could still grow a lot of crops and provide them with some income.

"Do you want to contract the land to the village doctor?"

"I don't think so. The few acres of my land can be exchanged for one to two thousand yuan a year."

"I think so too, but he didn't seem to say how much per acre, right?"

"Then let me ask."

A villager shouted to Wang Ye: "Village doctor, how much do you plan to spend to contract an acre of land?"

Wang Ye has already thought about this. The price here in Xiaoniu Village is not much higher at all. It only costs about 400 yuan per acre. Of course, this is the price for a year.

If it were closer to the city, it wouldn't be at this price. It's all because it's so remote.

However, Wang Ye thought for a while and decided to say: "I will contract all the land at the price of 500 yuan per acre per year!"

As soon as these words came out, many people's eyes lit up, the price is not low.

The things they grow at home, apart from what they use for their own food, are sold outside in vegetable markets, or they wait for traders to buy them.

But their place is very remote, the prices purchased by vendors are always very low, and the money earned after a year of hard work is not much.

Now that Wang Ye actually contracted their land at such a high price, many people were moved.

You know, any of their families owns several acres of land. After all, they can get several thousand yuan a year for free, which is much more cost-effective than farming their own land.

Farming is risky. Once there is a severe drought or flood, there is basically no harvest. Now as long as it is contracted out, you can have a stable income every year. Who wouldn't want this kind of good thing?

Thinking of this, without the village chief having to say anything, many villagers immediately raised their hands and strongly expressed their hope that their land would be contracted out.

The village chief saw that the vast majority of the villagers agreed, but there were a few villagers who did not agree. One of them was Wang Guoqiang.

"Director Wang, your family has the largest field in our village, with a total of 30 acres. If you contract the field to Xiaoye, you can get a lot of money. Why don't you agree?" The village chief couldn't figure it out.

"I don't care about the money. I just like farming. There is no other reason." Wang Guoqiang said with a straight face, not giving the village chief any face.

Wang Dagou took a look and thought, is this okay?
Chapter completed!