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Chapter 81

The car drove into Zhangmuling. The road conditions here were not very good. Fang Xiaoyu turned the steering wheel, turning left and right, which frightened Mrs. Xiuhua. She screamed all the way, and her chest was rising and falling.

"Sister-in-law, are you okay?" Fang Xiaoyu couldn't help but feel distressed when he saw that Miao Xiuhua's face was pale and she looked like she was about to vomit. She looked like she was motion sick.

He stopped the car and put his hand on her back, "Sister-in-law, why don't you take a rest for a while?"

"It's okay!" Miao Xiuhua forced out a smile.

Fang Xiaoyu felt even more distressed when he saw it. He put his hand on Miao Xiuhua's lower abdomen, slowly raised the thunder energy in his body, and said to Miao Xiuhua: "Sister-in-law, I will use Qigong to press it on you, and you will be fine in a while."

"Yes!" Miao Xiuhua nodded. Suddenly, she felt a warm current slowly rising up in her lower abdomen, followed by an inexplicable feeling of comfort.

Her eyes fell on Fang Xiaoyu's face, and thoughts were flying in her mind. Her mind was filled with the scene of Fang Xiaoyu holding her.

"Xiaoyu, stop quickly, my sister-in-law can't bear it..." Miao Xiuhua said to Fang Xiaoyu with an embarrassed look. She couldn't let Fang Xiaoyu press down like this anymore. Otherwise, she wanted to get along with Fang Xiaoyu now.

Fang Xiaoyu originally just used the spring thunder in the Five Thunder Palm to send out a ray of spring energy to make her feel better. Unexpectedly, Sister Xiuhua's reaction was so big.

How could he know what Miao Xiuhua was thinking at this moment? After all, she was facing the man she liked now, and she was at the age where she was like a wolf and a tiger. Her desire for men was far greater than that of ordinary women.

.Coupled with the fact that the two of them were alone, a ray of spring was enough to make her feel ecstatic and unable to help herself.

She longs to get along with Fang Xiaoyu, but not now, after all, this is the main road.

When Fang Xiaoyu saw that Miao Xiuhua was fine, he started the car again and drove into Zhangcun.

As soon as he got off the car, he was attracted by a newly built house opposite. It was a three-and-a-half-story small Western-style building, very beautifully decorated.

But the only fly in the ointment is that the front door of the house faces a big camphor tree. "If the front door faces a big tree, there must be something yin and yang happening." From the perspective of Feng Shui, strange things will happen to this kind of house.

"Old man, who owns this house?" Fang Xiaoyu asked an old man.

"It belongs to the village chief," the old man replied.

"Oh! Someone in your village chief's family must have been ill for a long time!" Fang Xiaoyu asked.

"No! Their family is quite good!" After the old man finished speaking, he raised his face and asked Fang Xiaoyu: "Young man, is there anything wrong with you coming here?"

"I want to buy some dried fungus from your village." Fang Xiaoyu asked.

"Dried fungus?" The old man shook his head and said, "It's too late. There was a man wearing glasses who negotiated with the village chief two days ago. For 24 yuan a pound, he wanted all the fungus in the village. This matter has already been done

I told you at the village meeting. Who dares to sell fungus to you again? The village chief will not agree."

"Why should we listen to your village chief? Can't you sell it yourself?" Fang Xiaoyu asked.

"This matter can't be explained clearly in one or two sentences. In short, no one in our village will sell fungus to you."

After saying that, the old man left.

Fang Xiaoyu was very puzzled. He didn't understand why the people in this village had to listen to the village chief regardless of whether they had money or not.

Fang Xiaoyu decided to ask a few more people to try.

At this time, a middle-aged woman came over carrying a cabbage.

Fang Xiaoyu asked the same thing again.

When the woman heard that they were harvesting fungus, she shook her head and said, "We will not sell this stuff to anyone else. The village will purchase it at that time."

"I can give you 26 yuan a pound." Fang Xiaoyu added.

The woman still shook her head and said: "This is not a question of money. All the fungus in our village are purchased by the village chief."

Fang Xiaoyu was not willing to accept it, but after asking several families, they all said so.

A young man told him that it would have been better if he had come a few days earlier.

Because at that time, the village chief had not yet negotiated a cooperation with the man wearing glasses. Now that the village chief has negotiated a cooperation with him, he will not easily sell the fungus in the village to others.

After hearing this, Fang Xiaoyu couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. He knew that Zhangxiang was a big fungus-producing village, and every household here would grow some fungus.

There are more than 500 households in the village. If one household has twenty kilograms, the total amount of fungus in the whole village can amount to tens of thousands of kilograms.

Others can get it for 24 yuan per pound. Fang Xiaoyu thought that if it were increased to 26 yuan, there should be no problem.

When the company sells it to Jiang Xue, the price will be 35 yuan per catty. For 10,000 catties of dried fungus, the gross profit will be more than 90,000 yuan. This thing basically costs nothing. At most, it only costs a little labor, so count it.

Ten thousand dollars is a lot of money.

If the village chief is persuaded to collect the fungus from the entire Zhang Village, he can earn 80,000 yuan from just 10,000 kilograms of fungus. Such a good opportunity must not be missed by Fang Xiaoyu.

He decided to go to the small foreign house to explore the situation and have a good talk with the village chief.

Fang Xiaoyu took Miao Xiuhua to the village chief's home.

As soon as he entered the door, he made his intention clear.

The owner of the foreign-style building was Xiao Yongming, the head of Zhangcun Village. When he heard that Fang Xiaoyu was here to buy fungus, he shook his head and rejected him.

"Go to other villages and have a look! There is no fungus for sale here."

"Mr. Xiao, I can give you RMB 26 per catty. For ten thousand catties, you will earn an extra RMB 20,000!" Fang Xiaoyu said to Xiao Yongming.

"Forget it, no need. We have found a partner." Village chief Xiao Yongming explained to Fang Xiaoyu.

Fang Xiaoyu carefully looked at this man's face and saw that he had a broad forehead, thick lips, and clear black and white eyes. People with this kind of face tend to value friendship.

It is difficult for such people to change once they reach an agreement with others.

"Have you signed a written contract?" Fang Xiaoyu asked.

"This..." Xiao Yongming hesitated for a while, stood up, waved his hand to Fang Xiaoyu impatiently and said: "You don't have to worry so much, in short, our fungus will not be sold to you."

After hearing this, Fang Xiaoyu felt confident. He could see that although Village Chief Xiao had agreed to others, he had not signed a formal contract. In other words, there was still room.

Fang Xiaoyu looked at Xiao Yongming's face carefully, trying to see something interesting in his face.

Because as soon as he entered the village, he saw that there was something wrong with the feng shui of this family. There must be something weird happening when you see a big tree at the door. But what it is exactly can only be known by looking at the face of the owner of the house.

Fang Xiaoyu looked at his face carefully. Seeing that his fortune palace was bright and clear, he obviously had good luck.

Looking at the other palace signs, there is nothing particularly obviously bad.

Finally, his eyes fell on Xiao Yongming's children's palace. He saw a thin diagonal line at the Leitang point of his children's palace, leaning to the right. The male was on the left and the female was on the right, indicating that his daughter was healthy.

aspects of the problem.

The diagonal pattern is like a sword, which will hurt the children. Parents are worried about it.

Seeing this, Fang Xiaoyu felt confident.

He stood up and said to Xiao Yongming with a serious face: "Village Chief Xiao, if the business is not successful, the friendship remains. Sitting at your house for half an hour is considered a kind of fate. Let me take a look at you!"

Your family's family fortune is not very good! Don't look at the appearance. In fact, you are depressed and worried about your daughter." (To be continued)


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