"Village Chief, have you forgotten something?"

Wang Fugui was unwilling to let go of this opportunity and quickly reminded him.

Zhao Dahu couldn't help but be stunned.

After thinking about it for half a minute, he couldn't remember what he had forgotten.

"You kid, tell me what you have to say. What else have I promised you?"

Zhao Dahu was confused.

"It's the compensation for the land expropriation from my sister-in-law Chunhua's family."

Wang Fugui felt that Zhao Dahu was pretending to be confused, so he simply made it clear.

"Oh oh oh, that's right."

"I also promised you this."

Zhao Dahu suddenly remembered, pondered for a moment, and stretched out a finger in front of Wang Fugui.

"Fugui, do you think this is good? I will give you another thousand yuan for every acre of Chunhua's land."

He expressed his attitude on this matter.

But Wang Fugui shook his head.

"Village Chief, I'm afraid this won't work."

"I heard that the land acquisition fee for one acre of land is at least 10,000 to 20,000 yuan. Even if you add 1,000 yuan, it will only be 9,000 yuan."

"If you have more, can we make it up?"

Wang Fugui said with a playful smile.

When Zhao Dahu heard this, he couldn't help but feel secretly frightened.

To say one acre of land costs RMB 10,000 to RMB 20,000 is a conservative estimate.

The poverty alleviation expropriation mentioned above is 23,000 per mu of land.

How did Wang Fugui know the news from above?

In fact, only fifteen thousand actually came into his hands.

Giving eight thousand to the villagers was a lot in his opinion.

But Wang Fugui actually wanted to ask for 10,000.

Thinking of this, Zhao Dahu was ready to reject Wang Fugui.

But then I thought about it.

What if Wang Fugui spreads the news and everyone in the village comes to their house to make trouble?

He, Zhao Dahu, is not a good person.

But he knew not to provoke public anger and cause complaints. In the end, he was still embarrassed.

"This can't be done in such an ugly way."

Zhao Dahu thought to himself and nodded to Wang Fugui.

"Fugui, what you said is not non-negotiable. However, the money allocated from above has not yet been transferred to the village's account."

"Can I do the math after the money arrives?"

Zhao Dahu said to Wang Fugui in a consultative tone.

"Okay, village chief, let's wait until the money arrives."

"I'll find you again when the time comes. It won't be a problem."

Wang Fugui smiled playfully and nodded.

He shook the key in his hand at Zhao Dahu:

"Village Chief, I'm leaving then."

After that, he left Zhao Dahu's house.

…

The next day, Wang Fugui's home.

He told them exactly what he had discussed with Zhao Dahu before.

"So, have you got the key?"

Chunhua asked solemnly, with her eyes as swollen as walnuts.

After a night of relaxation, Chunhua's mood has improved a lot.

Wang Fugui shook the key in his hand and laughed.

Chunhua breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Teacher Lin aside and said:

"Zhao Dahu, this time you can be considered a human being."

Teacher Lin nodded slightly and looked towards Wang Fugui.

"Brother Fugui, the village chief didn't give you any trouble, did he?"

"No."

Wang Fugui waved his hand:

"He can't control me."

As the three of them spoke, they took the cleaning tools and walked towards the health center.

The entrance of the health center.

Wang Fugui used the key in his hand to open the rusty three-ring iron lock.

Pushing the door open, the dust falling from the door panel hit you.

As a result, Wang Fugui was all over his body, making him look very embarrassed.

"This is too dirty."

Brushing the dust off his body, Wang Fugui complained with a wry smile.

"Isn't that right? From the time I got married to now, the health clinic has never been open."

"Don't even look at how many years have passed."

Chunhua said, standing at the door and looking inside.

The health clinic was empty. In the small space surrounded by four plaster walls, there were only a hole-in-the-wall Eight Immortals table and two small square chairs that were old.

The three remaining pieces of furniture were covered with thick dust, and the dust on the ground was several feet thick, making it impossible to see the original color of the floor.

"I'm afraid it will take a lot of cleaning."

Wang Fugui sighed.

"It's okay to be rich and have a hard time getting things done."

"You are not alone. Teacher Lin and I are here to help you."

Chunhua saw that Wang Fugui was a little discouraged, so she walked up to him, poked him and said.

"That's right."

"Sister-in-law, Teacher Lin, I'm sorry to bother you."

Wang Fugui was not polite and directly summoned the two of them.

The three of them worked together and it took them a while to clean up the dirty health center.

"Okay, that's it."

"This is already pretty good."

A few hours later, Wang Fugui wiped the sweat from his forehead and said to Chunhua and Teacher Lin, whose clothes were also wet with sweat.

"That's it for today."

"I'll go to town tomorrow and use the cash I have to buy some medical equipment and medicines."

"The health clinic in our village can be reopened."

Wang Fugui chuckled and thought about his future life.

"When the health clinic in the village opens, people in our village will no longer have to travel all the way to town for medical treatment."

"Fugui, you are really great."

After hearing Wang Fugui's words, Chunhua expressed her excitement and approval of his plan.

…

A night of silence.

Early the next morning, at dawn, Wang Fugui took Uncle Li's tractor from the same village and went to town.

With an eager heart, he went straight to the health center in the town.

The health center in the village is connected to the health center in the town.

The medical equipment and medicinal materials needed in the health center can only be purchased from the health center in the town.

Wang Fugui found the leader of the health center and stated his demands straight to the point.

The leader of the health center was an old doctor who was over 60 years old. He was shocked when he learned that Wang Fugui was self-taught.

"Young man, it takes real skills to treat illnesses."

"Are you sure you can do it?"

He looked at Wang Fugui suspiciously.

In his opinion, Wang Fugui is too young.

However, when Wang Fugui recited "Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases" and "Compendium of Materia Medica" word for word, the old doctor's eyes brightened.

"You can do it if you can thoroughly understand "Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases" and "Compendium of Materia Medica"."

"Young man, you have a bright future!"

The old doctor did not hesitate to praise Wang Fugui.

When Wang Fugui heard this, he scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Boss, I don't dare to praise you anymore. If you praise me any more, I will become proud."

Wang Fugui smiled, quickly changed the subject, and asked the old doctor to help him buy medical equipment and medicinal materials.

The old doctor prepared everything Wang Fugui needed with ease.

He took an old abacus, crackled the beads, and struck them.

"What you want adds up to thirty-three thousand."

The old doctor raised his head and spoke seriously.

"How much?"

The number he reported immediately shocked Wang Fugui.

"Thirty-three thousand."

The old doctor was also stunned when he saw Wang Fugui's reaction.

Under his gaze, Wang Fugui smiled bitterly:

"So much, but I don't have that much money."

I originally thought that opening a health clinic in the village would be a simple matter.
Chapter completed!