Zhao Yuan knew that the old village chief was helping him consolidate his prestige, so he stood up and said, "That's right. I plan to rent the barren mountain to the west of the village and build a Chinese medicinal material planting base. At that time, a large number of employees will be recruited. My idea is that employees first choose people from our village and several nearby neighboring villages. If everyone is interested, they can sign up at my dad."

Some villagers questioned with kindness: "Chinese medicinal herb planting base? Brother Yuan, you have to think about it. Our place is inconvenient, and it takes two hours to enter a county town. Can you sell Chinese medicinal herbs here?"

Zhao Yuan smiled and said, "Uncle Ma San, don't worry about sales. I have already found a way out. I'm dissatisfied with you. I've partnered with someone to build a pharmaceutical factory in Rongcheng. Even if no one is willing to collect the medicinal materials produced in the Chinese medicinal materials planting base, I can transport them to the pharmaceutical factory for use."

These words are to comfort the villagers. After the Chinese medicinal materials planting base is built, no one will accept the medicinal materials produced? What a joke! Zhao Yuan firmly believes that with the Five Elements Gourd and the Chinese medicinal cultivation technique left by Wu Peng, the medicinal materials produced here will definitely become the treasure among medicines and be fought for!

But he couldn't say these words to the villagers. And even if he said them, no one would believe them, so it would be better to use other words to stabilize people's hearts.

Not to mention, these words really worked. The villagers were optimistic about the prospects of the Chinese medicinal herb planting base, and were also surprised and admired that Zhao Yuan had partnered with someone to set up a pharmaceutical factory just a few months after he went to Rongcheng.

Inside and outside the courtyard, bursts of admiration and praise sounded.

Hearing these words, Zhao Shiquan and Shen Lijun straightened their waists at the same time. The children have made a bright future, and parents are all very proud and proud.

Zhao Yuan continued: "Employee salary is temporarily set to be a guaranteed bonus. The guaranteed minimum is 2,000 yuan per month. The dividend is based on the profit after the sales of medicinal materials every year and the shares that everyone holds in the Chinese medicinal materials planting base. I can guarantee that the annual dividend will definitely be several times or even more of the basic salary!"

As soon as the sound fell, an uproar suddenly rang.

Many people even stood up excitedly and asked loudly: "Brother Yuan, what is your monthly salary?"

Zhao Yuan replied: "A bonus of 2,000 yuan is guaranteed. I will give him a certain share for every employee. This share cannot be traded, but you can receive dividends at the end of the year."

"It's really two thousand a month? Wouldn't there be more than 20,000 yuan that year? Oh my god, so much money?"

"Two thousand a month, which is more than what I earn from working in the county town!"

"I work as a security guard in the county town, and it only costs one or two thousand yuan a month."

A salary of 2,000 yuan per month is definitely not enough to be paid to the big city. But in this remote small village, it is a high salary. You know, there are even many families in the village, with a family of several people, and the annual income is only tens of millions of yuan. Now, there is a job that can earn 2,000 yuan per month in front of you, and you are at your doorstep, so you don’t have to leave your hometown to work far away. How can this not make them excited and excited?

As for dividends, they ignored them.

It’s not that they don’t believe in Zhao Yuan, but that the dividends seem too misty compared to the direct numbers. Moreover, they don’t have much expectations for dividends. It’s great to be able to divide two or three thousand a year, but I don’t dare to think about it if I have too many. After all, you must be content.

The villagers never thought that the dividends in the future would be much more than their basic salary! They also relied on this dividends to make a fortune...

After being excited, some people felt worried:

"Brother Yuan, what should I do if I don't know how to grow Chinese herbal medicines?"

"So too. I am good at growing vegetables, but I have never planted Chinese herbal medicines."

Zhao Yuan smiled and said, "Growing Chinese medicinal materials has many similarities with growing vegetables. Everyone is a farming expert. With a little learning, you can master the skills of growing Chinese medicinal materials. There is no need to worry about this at all."

Some people also thought that Zhao Yuankai's salary was too high, and they were afraid that he could not afford it, so they persuaded him: "Brother Yuan, two thousand a month is too much. You just give us one thousand... no, you can give us eight hundred!"

Zhao Yuan was very moved by these extremely simple words, but he did not agree with the man's proposal, but said with a smile: "The basic salary is only this number, and it will not be changed. As for too much? Haha, when the dividends are released a year later, you can see if the basic salary is more or less!"

Zhao Yuan knew very well that the medicinal materials cultivated by his Chinese medicinal materials planting base would definitely be sold at a high price!

You should know that the wild medicinal materials that have been vintage for hundreds of years are very expensive in the market! The magic circles and techniques left by Wu Peng are easy to cultivate wild medicinal materials that have been vulnerable! Even Zhao Yuan is now completely out of interest in these wild medicinal materials that have been vulnerable, and only hopes that by then, a few spiritual medicinal materials can be nurtured.

With the good news announced by Zhao Yuan, the villagers were very excited and happy. At that time, many people went to Zhao Shiquan to sign up, and even some young people who worked in the county town planned to quit their jobs and return to work.

While the villagers were happy, they did not forget Zhao Yuan, and they all came over to toast him with wine glasses. Fortunately, Zhao Yuan's cultivation has reached the middle stage of the Marrow Cleansing Realm, and his ability to decompose alcohol is far beyond ordinary people, otherwise he would have to be poured down by the enthusiastic villagers!

After lunch, Zhao Yuan planned to go to the mountain he rented.

The old village chief, who was blushing, led a few young men to the road. As for his father, Zhao Shiquan, he rode a motorcycle and took the village committee accountant down the mountain to the city, went to the bank to complete the procedures, and transferred the money for renting the mountain to the village committee account, so that he could share it with the villagers.

The mountain is collectively owned by the villagers, and the money they get from renting is naturally distributed to the villagers.

In addition, Zhao Shiquan also wants to buy some building materials. Although the village can contribute to the renovation of dilapidated temples and building houses in Chinese medicinal materials bases, the materials still need to be purchased.

In Zhao Yuan's plan, there is no need to build too many houses in the Chinese medicinal materials base, but there must be office buildings, drying yards, and processing workshops.

Soon, Zhao Yuan and the old village chief and others arrived at the mountain.

The soil quality of this mountain is much worse than that of other places. Planting crops is half the result with twice the effort, so it is abandoned, with only a few scattered fields. There are not many big trees on the mountain, all of which are weeds and low shrubs, exuding a desolate atmosphere.
Chapter completed!