On the afternoon of Ma Changnian's departure, the news that Yang Chen was appointed as the deputy village chief spread throughout most of the village from Jin Mei's mouth.
Many young villagers clapped their hands and applauded, and came to their homes one by one to congratulate.
The party secretary of the village committee and several assistants were all confused. At first they thought it was groundless. Later, after confirming it with Zhao Tiechui, they found out that it was true and that it was personally nominated by Ma Changnian, the director of the Poverty Alleviation Office.
It was said that it was a nomination, but it was actually intended to give Yang Chen a voice in the village so that it would be easier to carry out work in the future.
At around 5 p.m., village chief Zhao Tiechui could not withstand the influence of public opinion and finally announced the news through the loudspeaker of the village committee.
After the news was announced, at least 80% of the villagers in the village applauded, and a few wanted to invite Yang Chen to their home for dinner.
The entrance to Li Dashan's house was crowded, with waves of people arriving, and it didn't stop until after nine o'clock in the evening.
Early the next morning.
Yang Chen got up early and left the west wing, holding a cigarette in his mouth and lighting it.
"I smoke when I get up early in the morning."
Li Xiaoran, who was having breakfast in the yard, looked at Yang Chen who was going out, frowned slightly, and said, "Smoking less, it's not good for your health."
"Care about me."
Seeing that his father-in-law and mother-in-law were not there, Yang Chen went to the watermelon greenhouse and joked.
"Yes! OK?"
Li Xiaoran did not refute, but looked up at Yang Chen righteously.
"Okay...that's great."
"Crack!"
Yang Chen had a smile on his face, lit a cigarette, and said before Li Xiaoran spoke: "Just one, after smoking it, let's go to the chicken farm together."
"Why do you suddenly want to go to the chicken farm?"
Li Xiaoran, who was drinking porridge, was stunned.
"Just take a look and look for other business opportunities. After all, the time cycle for cultivating medicinal chickens is too long. If we want to expand the scale of the chicken farm, we have to purchase more native chickens, which all costs money.
We will pay the village land contract fee tomorrow, but we will be really broke and have to find a way to make some money."
Yang Chen sat down, ate the flower rolls, drank the porridge and muttered.
"Let you buy a car..."
Li Xiaoran rolled his eyes, but a smile appeared on his fair face.
"Isn't this just to gain face for you? Look at who in the village now dares to gossip about you behind your back, and is not allowed to call you Boss Li when you meet him. Moreover, he is still a distinguished BMW owner."
Yang Chen bared his teeth and smiled.
"I...I can't open it again."
When Li Xiaoran talked about driving, he looked up at the white luxury car under the carport with envy on his face.
Last time she saw Sun Yahan driving, wearing sunglasses and fashionable clothes, there was no girl in the village who didn't envy her.
"Don't worry, it will take up to two months to ensure that you can walk like flying."
Yang Chen said categorically.
"Believe you!"
Li Xiaoran nodded, with a fairy-like smile on his face: "Eat quickly, and let's go to the chicken farm together after eating."
"Okay."
Yang Chen nodded, finished breakfast in a few bites, and took the initiative to clear away the dishes, chopsticks, and pots, and then pushed Li Xiaoran out of the door.
From the yard to the chicken farm at the entrance of the village, we passed through almost half of the village.
When people in the village see Yang Chen, they all call out to the deputy village chief.
This made Yang Chen still a little uncomfortable.
But by the time he reached the gate of the chicken farm, the deputy village chief had been called to him dozens of times and he had become numb.
"Xiao Ran, Yang Chen, why are you so early?"
As soon as the two entered the chicken farm, they saw Tian Fangzheng and several women from the village feeding feed.
Hearing the voice behind him, Tian Fang, who was wearing tight jeans covering her buttocks, turned around and quickly showed a teasing smile: "No, I should call you Village Chief Yang now."
"Sister Tian Fang, don't scream nonsense. If Old Zhao hears it, he will probably find a way to punish you again."
"As for the deputy village chief, I guess Lao Zhao couldn't sleep last night."
Yang Chen smiled.
"Sister Tian Fang, where do you put the eggs I asked you to collect these days?"
Yang Chen looked a little unhappy when he saw Li Xiaoran, and quickly changed the topic.
"I asked Sister Tian Fang to put them in that room, wrap them all in paper, and put them on the abandoned kang. I estimate that there should be a thousand eggs."
Li Xiaoran pointed to an earthen house in the corner of the chicken farm and said.
"More than a thousand? That can really make some quick money."
Yang Chen glanced along Li Xiaoran's slender fingers, nodded secretly, and muttered.
"Going to sell eggs in town?"
Tian Fang heard Yang Chen's thoughts and walked up, fanning the wind with her hands to disperse the sweat on her body.
Her white shirt was wet with sweat and clung tightly to her body, allowing her figure to be clearly seen.
Yang Chen secretly took a look and pretended to be calm: "The medicinal chicken is cultivated by us using dozens of precious Chinese medicinal materials, so the eggs laid by the medicinal chicken are different from the eggs we usually eat, and they are preserved
It lasts a long time and can be kept for at least two months. If you sell it in the town, you will lose money if you sell it at a low price. If you sell it for a high price, people will say you are stealing money."
"There is indeed a unique fragrance. I thought it was my imagination."
Li Xiaoran heard Yang Chen's analysis, recalled the faint aroma he smelled after entering the earthen house before, and nodded slowly: "Then what are your ideas?"
"Would you like to drive our new car to Ning County for a walk tomorrow and discuss business by the way?"
Yang Chen bared his teeth and smiled.
"You mean to go find Amelia Su?"
Li Xiaoran is very smart and reacted quickly.
Such high-quality eggs can only be of maximum value when sold to a large hotel like Su's Restaurant, and the price will not be too low, making it a sure-profit business.
But soon, the still and virginal Su Xueer appeared in Li Xiaoran's mind unconsciously, and he felt a little sad: "Take me there without disturbing you?"
"That's what I said..."
Yang Chen rolled his eyes and quickly changed the topic: "Then it's settled, let's go to the watermelon greenhouse and have a look. The second batch of watermelons has been released in the past two days. Zhao An'an said that when the money for the second batch of watermelons is available, he will
Purchase equipment to build 200 acres of watermelon greenhouses and build watermelon greenhouses in the whole village."
"OK."
Li Xiaoran felt a little sweet in her heart. At least she felt that Yang Chen was willing to take her out because he valued her.
"Uncle, uncle!"
Just when the two of them left the chicken farm and headed home, a sharp voice came from the front.
Yang Chen looked up and saw Jinmei, wrapped in a pink scarf, wearing work clothes, holding a sickle in her hand, waving constantly, and trotting over in a hurry.
"Mom, why are you running away? Did something happen at home?"
Li Xiaoran looked at Jin Mei, who was panting and trotting over, and asked.
"Yes...yes..."
Jin Mei kept taking breaths, and then she calmed down a little: "It was the bell that bit the person."
"How could Ling Ding bite someone if he is so good?"
When Li Xiaoran heard this, he looked up at Yang Chen in disbelief.
"The dogs are getting anxious. It seems like an important guest is coming to the house, and he is also the kind of guest who is not welcomed by others."
Yang Chen squinted his eyes, his energy circulated, and his vision in the distance became clearer, and he saw two black cars parked in front of his house.