Chapter 173
Chapter 173
"You are so shameless. Why? You want me to talk about our past life in public? We have our own opportunities now, are you jealous? Wen Wuyan knows how to make charcoal because he is learning to read. He saw the method of making charcoal in a book not long ago. We want to help everyone earn hard-earned money, but you don't agree? Then has your son who is studying and learning to read in town also got some recipe that can help everyone make money? Or do you not want us to take out the recipe and don't want to see everyone earn more income?"
Gu Qingqing directly retorted and at the same time brought everyone's interests to the topic.
Everyone present felt something was wrong. Wen Wuyan was willing to provide the prescription, so what was she trying to do to mess things up?
Or is it just as Gu Qingqing said, you don't want Wen Wuyan to give us the recipe and make money?
The crowd who were just watching the fun now saw that Wen Chen and the others had fire in their eyes, as if they were ready to take action if they dared to say another word.
Wen Dacheng was of course there, but he was not standing with Wen Chen and Zhang Cuilan. At this time, he walked through the crowd and slapped Wen Chen in the face.
There was no sound, but it was extremely insulting.
"You are such a disgrace. You don't even consider the occasion when you are going crazy, do you? I let you make a scene at home. This is for the benefit of the village. Why are you making a fuss here? Go back."
Seeing her dumbfounded, Wen Dacheng yelled at Zhang Cuilan, who was also in a daze, "Big brother's wife, what are you still standing there for? Why don't you take your mother back home!"
Mrs. Wen Chen was stunned for a moment. Where had she encountered such a person in the past twenty years?
When Zhang Cuilan touched her, she immediately came back to life and pounced on him like a hungry wolf, shouting, "You bastard Wen Dacheng, you dare to hit me in front of so many people? I'll fight you!"
Wen Dacheng just raised his arm slightly to stop her.
There were people all around, but no one stepped forward to stop the fight. Only Zhang Cuilan shrank her neck and said, "Mom, mom, let's go back quickly. If we don't leave now, the village chief will drive us out of the village."
Mrs. Wen Chen also knew that her words had offended the whole village, so she let the eldest daughter-in-law pull her away, but she still shouted stubbornly, "Wen Dacheng, wait, I'm not done with you. You bastard, let me go, and do whatever your father tells you to do."
Zhang Cuilan saw that she was being scolded again for no reason, and she didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, so she suddenly obediently let go of her mother-in-law's arm.
Wen Chen, who had been jumping happily just now, suddenly stopped where she was, as if she was about to rush up to scratch Wen Dacheng, but she did not move.
She couldn't really tickle Wen Dacheng, so she directed her anger at Zhang Cuilan, "What do you want to do? The ground is covered in ice, do you want me to fall to my death?"
Hearing this, everyone lowered their heads and searched the ground for where the ice was.
"Ms. Wen Chen, please don't lie with your eyes wide open. Where is the ice in my yard?" Mrs. Wu Wang suddenly jumped out and said, not forgetting to give her a blank look.
"Didn't you tell me to let you go?" Zhang Cuilan also retorted.
Gu Qingqing wanted to laugh when she saw this.
A joke sounded in her mind. A puppy was being pulled by its owner on a leash. It jumped and cursed, trying to bite a big dog on the opposite side that was many times bigger than itself.
But when the dog owner suddenly loosened the leash, the puppy was suddenly stunned in place, looked around, and immediately lowered his head and asked the leash to be put into his owner's hand.
That scene at that time perfectly demonstrated the phenomenon of a dog relying on the power of his master.
Unexpectedly, she had the honor to see the reality today.
Ah!
when!
The sound of a gong immediately drew everyone's attention back.
"Everyone, be quiet. Like I just said, the village is going to burn charcoal. Those who want to participate can stay, and those who don't want to participate can go back. Stop talking nonsense here."
"Village Chief, we didn't say anything. At most, we just watched the fun."
"We didn't say anything, the village chief definitely didn't scold us!" someone started to make a fuss.
"Village chief, what if we can't sell it?" someone else asked.
Dang! The gong sounded again.
The crowd finally quieted down. Wu Shan glanced at Wen Chenshi who was being dragged away by Wen Dacheng. He continued, "I know what you care about. It's nothing more than whether you can make money. What if you can't sell it? If you can't sell it, you can burn it yourself. We just put in some effort and didn't spend any money. What? Can't you afford to pay for it?"
What Wu Shan said made sense, and the villagers agreed, they wanted to do it.
"As long as we are willing to work hard, we can sell the charcoal to the town, pay taxes after making a profit, and give 20% to the Wuyan family. The rest will be divided equally among us. You must be wondering why we have to give 20% to the Wen Wuyan family?"
When everyone heard that what was in their hearts was spoken out, they immediately pricked up their ears to listen.
Wu Shan made the final decision, "Because the recipe and craftsmanship are from Wuyan's family. Without the recipe and craftsmanship, the charcoal yield is very low. It's better to sell dry firewood, which is worthless! Burning and selling charcoal also requires filing with the government. I heard that this is difficult to do. Wuyan knows the Shen family in the town, and it was Wuyan who asked the Shen family to help us with the paperwork."
There were gasps in the crowd. Yes, Wen Wuyan knew a wealthy family in the town and they had a very good relationship!
"Also, the charcoal hasn't started burning yet, but Wuyan has already negotiated with the big restaurant in town that we can deliver charcoal to them every day. Although the quantity is not large at the moment, it's a good start. So, that's the thing. If anyone wants to participate, sign up. If not, you can go back now. In addition, I asked Wuyan to bring some charcoal, so you can see the quality for yourselves."
After Wu Shan finished speaking, he looked at Wen Wuyan.
Wen Wuyan then placed the basket in the open space in the yard for everyone to see.
"Oh my, it's really pure charcoal, not the kind of half-cooked wood charcoal."
"This wood looks pretty good. Would it cost several cents per pound if we took it to town? The key is that we don't have to spend money to buy the wood. There is plenty of it in the mountains!"
"Village chief, my family has signed up. We will do whatever you say."
"Village Chief, my family is willing too."
"Village leader, we will participate."
In an instant, everyone rushed to answer, fearing that if they were slow, the village chief and Wen Wuyan would not play with them.
At this moment, another different voice suddenly shouted, "Brother Wuyan is great, well done to the village chief."
Wen Wuyan knew who it was from the voice, but his eyes subconsciously looked towards the source of the voice.
If it’s not that little brat Zhao Bei, then who else could it be?
Wen Wuyan glared at the other person, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
Zhao Bei made a face at Wen Wuyan, then turned to look at Zhao Dong as if he had completed a mission.
"Haha, isn't this a righteous act? In my opinion, Wuyan should be credited for this. He is doing this for the good of the villagers."
"What? How about asking the village chief to apply for a plaque to be placed at the entrance of our village?"
"Haha, how do you want the village chief to write a statement? You can't just tell us to make charcoal."
Someone in the crowd was making some kind of joke.
Gu Qingqing and Wen Wuyan smiled at each other and followed them.
Wu Shan looked at the enthusiastic villagers excitedly and said, "Okay, those who want to participate can come and register. We will go to get the paperwork tomorrow. Once the paperwork comes down, we will start construction."
As a result, his shout was like a drop in the ocean. No one around him listened. They were all discussing how much money they could earn this winter!
when!
Seeing the crowd quiet down, Wu Shan's old face was wrinkled like a flower, and he shouted, "If you want to participate, come and register!"
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