Walk to the end of the West Station and ride on the narrow and broken asphalt road for another ten minutes before you can see the vast empty land in the suburbs of Qiaoxi.

Standing on the high ground and looking forward, apart from some of the divided and messy vegetable fields, they are completely abandoned and empty. Near the highway, industrial garbage dumped by enterprises secretly dumped by garbage enterprises are like hills.

A little further away, there is a small river. The water is black and sticky, and it looks like oil, emitting a foul smell. It turns out that the river should be very wide, because the ground on both sides can be seen as a river channel, but now it has dried up. The people who dug up the bottom of the river are like scaly heads, and the depths and shallows are all pits.

There are two villages here, Dawangzhuang and Xiaowangzhuang. Logically speaking, the houses in the suburbs should not be so dilapidated, but when you look on the slope, the village is not big, with broken houses of height and undulating heights everywhere, and the village is lifeless. However, some small restaurants and car repair shops opened by the road are somewhat popular.

Zhang Sheng felt a little cold: Will this place really be developed? What if the municipal government changes its mind?

At that time, the development and construction were not as perfect as it is now. Now, the steps of project establishment, planning, approval, demolition, and development are both scientific and rigorous. They have to be repeatedly discussed and discussed at the Municipal Party Committee Standing Committee meeting to pass. At that time, the system was not perfect and the procedures were not scientific. Some leaders often came up with an idea for political achievements and hurriedly launched. It is not uncommon for projects that were shelved halfway through the project.

So although Zhang Sheng did not doubt the authenticity of the document, he was worried that the government would change the plan. The project proposal was not a formal plan. It was just a suggestion provided to the leadership. It may not be approved, and it is impossible to determine when it will be approved. To be quick, as long as the main leader agrees, three floors of the floor will appear in a month. If you want to say it is slow, it will be still the last ten years. How much substantial value does this message have?

Zhang Sheng stood there pondering for a while, squatted down and smoked a cigarette, then threw the cigarette butts and walked down a crooked path. The cabbages in front were quite good. It can be seen that if this area was not too close to the city, it was severely polluted by industrial garbage, and the river channel was cut off again, it should have been a very fertile farmland.

There was a farmer next to the vegetable field. There was a three-donkey rooster parked next to him. The old farmer was irrigating with water with a bucket. Zhang Sheng started chatting with him: "Uncle, why does this area look so desolate?"

The wrinkled old farmer looked up at him and scooped water to water the ground, saying, "It's not that what. People in our village can't stand it. People who are a little capable have moved to Caijiatun to live. Young and middle-aged people have no land to plant. Most of them go out to work. There are no people living in Laozhuang anymore. I don't want this land to be abandoned. The slope is high and it has not been polluted yet. I order vegetables like this. But I have to pull water to water the ground from afar. Oh, I just can't stay idle, so I must fiddle with this land!"

Zhang Sheng nodded, inserted his waist as if nothing had happened, and asked casually: "Uncle, how much would it cost to buy a piece of land here?"

The old man looked at him in surprise: "Is this place still sold? What's the use of buying it? If you want water or not, you have to harvest it and avoid it. You are always watching the smell of the stench? What did you buy it for?"

Zhang Sheng hurriedly said, "That's right, I want to create a high-tech vegetable greenhouse for easy transportation near the city."

The old farmer smiled and said, "There is not even water here, how do you grow vegetables?"

Zhang Sheng said: "This...draw a few deep wells and use drip irrigation. It is high-tech, so you can't use traditional methods to use it."

The old farmer laughed and said, "The deep well is not good either. The pollution is too serious. It's okay to use it yourself. I'm afraid that the vegetables grown like that are too expensive and you won't make a lot of money."

He paused, pointed to a house in the distance, and said, "The tile house next to Hepaozi is my family. The vegetable fields in the front and back yards are a small acre, plus three tile houses. As long as I give me 10,000 yuan, I will sell it to you."

Zhang Sheng was surprised and said, "This place...oh, this house only costs 10,000 yuan?"

Since he had the intention of buying land yesterday, he asked about the land price of the effective area when chatting with others. Generally speaking, one acre of land ranged from 15,000 to 30,000 yuan at that time. The specific price depends on whether it is raw, cooked, thin, and fat land, and the purpose and environment.

At that time, he estimated that the land in the suburbs of Qiaoxi would have to be at least 20,000 yuan per acre. Unexpectedly, the industrial wastewater here turned a large area of ​​fertile land into a garbage dump, and the land of the house was so cheap. The old man said it was 10,000 yuan, but I was afraid that the price would be reduced.

The old farmer laughed and said, "Do you think it's a house in the city center? The dilapidated house here is not worth much. It depends on the environment, and you can't hide it."

Zhang Sheng looked at his large vegetable field, swallowed and said, "Then how much does this vegetable field cost per acre?"

The old farmer took the bucket of water again and shook his head and said, "Then I don't have the right to sell it. The village has re-divided the land. No one cares about it. I've just come back to buy a large piece of land. If you want to buy a large piece of land, you have to talk to the village party secretary and the township leader."

"The leader of the village?" Zhang Sheng thought to himself: "Just as I am like this, the township officials are too lazy to talk to me about business."

Zhang Sheng nodded in a bad mood and said, "Well, thank you, uncle, I'll... go around and inspect again."

The old farmer took a bucket and sprinkled a few spoons of water. He straightened his waist and looked at Zhang Sheng's back and smacked his lips, muttering: "What high-tech vegetable growing? This child is afraid that he is a laid-off worker who can't find a way out? We farmers can live even if they have a job, and they can live even if they don't have a job. These children in the city don't know how to live after they have no jobs. It's so pitiful!"

Zhang Sheng wandered around for a while and walked to the backyard of a hotel, next to the broken bricks and stone walls, thinking about his thoughts: "This village is so declining, and it is close to the city. Even if I am the mayor, I will not let the edge of the city be deserted as a garbage dump. The project proposal report of the Planning and Economic Affairs Commission will not be aimless. Maybe it was a leader who was determined to develop the bridge west and instructed them to make a report.

I see that the development is almost the same, which is a bit accurate. If there is a 10,000 acre of land with a house, then the nearly abandoned land is probably only 5,000 acres. The cash I have in my hand can buy one and a half acres of land. If I change the hand, it can be doubled several times, but... that is not enough to last a lifetime. God gave me a rare opportunity to let it slip away from my hands like this, and then I will really become a useless person!"

Zhang Sheng couldn't help but think of his childhood playmate. Erfeizi, who used to live in the same courtyard with him. Erfeizi was dragging two snots all day long when he was a child, and was bullied by his friends. He was also sloppy when he grew up, and he could smell a stinky smell of sweat from afar. But how are he doing now?

When my father dug up his relationship and went through the back door, and arranged for him to work as an electrician in a state-owned factory, Erfeizi once asked him to work together to operate a local agency for a beer in another place. At that time, he still had a stable job insurance, but he didn't agree. As a result, after a few years, he had moved to the city center and took advantage of the millions at home. Didn't he just see the opportunity and didn't have the courage to catch it?"

Zhang Sheng sighed softly when he thought of this.

This restaurant operates a farm pig-killing vegetable. There was a big fat pig in the backyard humming happily, without any worries about butchering the knife at the neck. It lowered its head and ate the restaurant's leftover soup and rice happily, and shook its tail happily from time to time.

Zhang Sheng looked at the fat pig who was worried and thought to himself: "If I just think about being alone, I will be like this pig, and I won't be able to survive, but can I live like a pig and be as happy as a pig?"

He suddenly pounded the wall hard, turned around and left.

"There is no risk, but... I'm going to fight!" Zhang Sheng thought while standing on the road.
Chapter completed!