Zhang Yuhe stood on a stool, holding a simple loudspeaker and shouted.

Hearing Zhang Yuhe's voice, everyone below was not talking, and quietly watching what the village chief, who had just taken office for two days, announced.

"Friends, although I, Zhang Yuhe, have only been here for two days in Fenglin Village, I have been thinking about how to increase my income for everyone. After discussions with everyone in the village committee, at noon today, I finally figured out a project that would double everyone's income!"

Zhang Yuhe had just finished speaking, and the lower part suddenly exploded.

"Really? How many times can we double our income?"

"College Zhang, you are not lying to us to be happy, right!"

"Yes, what can we make so much money in Fenglin Village?"

"Last year, the two acres of corn I planted were taken to the town to sell, but I only earned two or three thousand yuan. After deducting travel expenses, fertilizers, etc., it only costs more than one thousand yuan. How many times can I earn if I grow something?"

Everyone was very confused. Most people didn't believe it, and the remaining small number of people were just half-believing and half-doubting.

"Don't worry, listen to me slowly!" Zhang Yuhe was not panicked when she heard the questioning from the people below and continued to speak: "Everyone knows about wild mushrooms!"

"Know!"

"Of course I know!"

“There are so many on the mountain!”

Everyone echoed, but they still couldn't figure out what it had to do with income.

"Just yesterday, I sent Wang Hao to the farmers' market in Tsingbei City to investigate and found that the purchase price of this wild mushroom is 8 yuan per catty. I roughly estimate it. Under normal circumstances, if a person is a person a day, he should be able to pick 5-10 kilograms. In this way, he will earn 40-80 yuan, and a thousand yuan a month! As long as a family is asked to pick one person for one month, the income obtained will be as high as the income of the previous family. Do you think this is a way to make money that can double the income of everyone?"

Zhang Yuhe said things in an orderly manner. As for the market she said, "Photo to investigate Wang Hao is the market." Wang Hao taught her to tell her.

Wang Hao knew that Zhang Yuhe had just become the village chief and had insufficient prestige. If this matter was done, he could establish a reliable image in the hearts of everyone.

However, Zhang Yuhe displaced Wang Hao's 10 yuan into 8 yuan, but it was not what Wang Hao meant.

After hearing this, Wang Hao was stunned for a moment, but he soon knew why she did this, smiling without saying a word.

"Really, fake!? Can these mushrooms really be sold?"

"Yes! This thing can be picked up by us at will, and no one can eat it!"

"Captain Zhang, can you guarantee it?"

"If this is true, our income can really increase several times!"

"It should be trustworthy. I saw Wang Hao growing up, and he is the highest-educated person in our village. There should be no fake one!"

“Yes, yes!”

Zhang Yuhe's words were like a bombshell, which made the villagers below rush and kept talking, and several people were eager to try.

"Everyone, calm down! I can guarantee this matter, as long as everyone goes up the mountain to pick mushrooms, Wang Hao and I..."

"no!"

Just as Zhang Yuhe was about to give everyone the last dose of stimulant, a voice suddenly interrupted her.

"Aunt Luo!" Zhang Yuhe didn't expect that Luo Jiao, who usually supports her work the most, stood up to stop her, and her face was full of surprise.

"Captain Zhang, you just came to our Fenglin Village and didn't know the situation. These wild mushrooms grow on Fenglin Mountain, but there are wolves on Fenglin Mountain, and there are groups of wolves!"

Luo Jiao said excitedly, and finally she trembled all over, and two lines of clear tears remained along her face.

"Aunt Luo..."

Zhang Yuhe suddenly remembered that when Wang Hao was carrying her on that night, the wolf cries came from Fenglin Mountain.

"Actually, everyone is not afraid. When we go to pick mushrooms, we will go in groups, with everyone carrying sickles, and those wolves dare not get close!"

At this moment, Wang Hao, who was standing behind Zhang Yuhe, walked out and gave everyone an idea.

"This... seems to be possible!"

"It's still Wang Hao's brain is moving fast, this method is indeed OK!"

"But……"

After being interrupted by Luo Jiao, everyone's previous excitement instantly dropped most of the time. Many people remained silent, and only a few people agreed.

"No, even if everyone goes into the mountain together, it is still quite dangerous!" Luo Jiao, who had previously opposed, stood up again, and her determination to oppose did not weaken at all.

"Aunt Luo, why are you like this..." Zhang Yuhe couldn't understand why Luo Jiao, who was usually very easy-going, was so persistent today.

"Hey~ Luo Jiao, that happened several years ago, why can't you let go!" At this moment, Wang Quan walked out and said in a sigh.

"Can I let it go! How can I let it go!"

Luo Jiao was so excited today. Except for Zhang Yuhe, everyone present knew the reason!

Luo Jiao was pregnant when she suddenly had a stomachache one day. Fenglin Village was already thousands of miles away from Tsinghua and Taipei City and had no means of transportation, so her husband went up the mountain to collect herbs.

However, I never came back after going there. It was not until early the next morning that everyone from Fenglin Village gathered up the mountain to search.

But after searching for a day, I couldn't find Luo Jiao's husband's figure, but I found a pair of blood-stained Liberation Shoes.

When Luo Jiao saw it, she fainted on the spot. When she woke up, the child in her belly also fell out.

In just two days, he lost two relatives. It is easy to imagine how big the blow this would be to Luo Jiao.

Everyone in the village knew about this. Looking at Luo Jiao's sad look, everyone looked depressed, and no one mentioned the matter of going up the mountain again, and everyone comforted her.

"This..." Zhang Yuhe didn't expect that things would actually go like this, especially Luo Jiao's past is so miserable that she caught her off guard.

Zhang Yuhe watched Wang Hao walk to her side, and her mouth felt a little bitter: "I don't know this will happen, I..."

"Forget it, you are all for everyone's good. This is all in the past!" Wang Hao patted Zhang Yuhe's shoulder and comforted quietly.

Later, no one cared about making money or not, and went home.

"Let's go! Make plans in the future! If it really doesn't work, I will go up the mountain to pick some mushrooms first. When they see that they have money to make, they will naturally follow them up the mountain!" Wang Hao thought for a while, enlightened Zhang Yuhe and told her not to blame herself too much.

But just as Wang Hao was about to leave with Zhang Yuhe, a sound suddenly came from behind.

"Brother Hao!"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!