Hearing Zhao Fugui's words, Jiang Xiaofan couldn't help but feel nervous.
He originally thought that if Zhao Fugui came forward, Liu Dazhu would be able to gain some face.
After all, they are both village chiefs. Although they usually have small quarrels, they are not in a position to manipulate others on key matters.
Jiang Xiaofan asked: "Uncle Fugui, why don't Liu Dazhu agree? If we give him a full refund, can't we also return the contract fees for the past two years to him?"
Zhao Fugui shook his head with a worried look on his face: "Liu Dazhu said he was not short of money. He contracted the land south of our village because he wanted to cultivate new varieties of orange trees and see how the yields of different soils would be..."
Jiang Xiaofan frowned and said, "I remember, aren't some of those orange trees dead? The rest are also wilting."
Zhao Fugui said angrily: "Yes, since the orange trees were planted on that land, not even a single orange has been produced. In the past two years, 70% to 80% have died, and only about 20 trees are left. Liu Dazhu is not willing to stop it.
Contract, I think he is deliberately trying to jam me."
Jiang Xiaofan comforted him: "Uncle Fugui, don't worry, let's think of a solution later."
Zhao Fugui sighed and said hesitantly: "Xiaofan, can the pharmaceutical factory change its land? There is also a piece of wasteland in the southwest corner of the village. Do you think it would work there?"
"No!" Jiang Xiaofan said firmly: "The pharmaceutical factory must be built in the orange field south of the village."
Jiang Xiaofan carefully studied the Feng Shui layout and found that the land was the Suzaku site in Laowan Village. Only by building there could the Four Elephant Feng Shui array be constructed.
If the factory is built in the southwest corner of the village, it will not help solve the Feng Shui dilemma of Longtou Mountain.
Zhao Fugui's face showed a look of embarrassment: "What should we do..."
Jiang Xiaofan thought for a moment and said, "Uncle Fugui, let's go to the orange field first to check out the situation."
"Okay! Let's go look at the land first." Zhao Fugui puffed on his pipe, got up and walked outside the village committee.
Jiang Xiaofan followed Zhao Fugui through the village and arrived at the south of Laowan Village on a familiar road.
That piece of land is more than two miles south of the village. Due to the influence of Longtou Mountain, the soil cannot grow crops. When the village first divided the land, no one was willing to take it, and over time it became a wasteland.
It was not until two years ago that Liu Dazhu, the head of Sanglou Village, approached Zhao Fugui and prepared to contract him to try to grow oranges. So the two parties signed a seven-year contract. It has only been two years now.
Ten minutes later, Jiang Xiaofan and Zhao Fugui arrived at the orange grove.
"Xiaofan, this is it." Zhao Fugui pointed to the wasteland in front of him and took two deep puffs on his pipe.
"Hmm." Jiang Xiaofan walked casually in the orange grove. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that the temperature here was obviously hotter.
Setting up a pharmaceutical factory here is the best choice for the Suzaku Position of the Four Symbols Feng Shui Formation.
"We must build a factory here."
After Jiang Xiaofan finished speaking, he looked around and saw about twenty skinny orange trees planted on the wasteland covered with sparse weeds.
In the distance are dozens of bare tree stumps, which should be left after dead orange trees were sawed off.
Walking to an orange tree, Jiang Xiaofan found that the branches and leaves were sickly yellow, with a few green oranges as big as egg yolks hanging on it.
Looking at the shriveled oranges on the tree, Jiang Xiaofan couldn't help but frown.
In more than half a month, it will be the orange harvest season.
Even the wild oranges from Longtoushan are now as big as a child's fist.
But these oranges are not only small in size and few in number, but they also look shaky and may fall at any time.
Just when I thought of this, suddenly there was a soft sound behind me.
"Pop!" An orange the size of an egg yolk fell to the ground.
Jiang Xiaofan: "..."
"Hey, what are you doing? Are you here to steal oranges?" Suddenly two men rushed over from a distance, pointed at Jiang Xiaofan and asked eagerly.
Jiang Xiaofan rolled his eyes inwardly, who would steal an orange as big as a finger?
Just as he was about to explain, Zhao Fugui came up behind him and said dissatisfied: "Boss Li, what are you talking about? Is this what you call an orange? Some people believe that they are just pony eggs, and they only steal it if they are short-sighted!"
Boss Li stared, but when he saw Zhao Fugui, he immediately laughed and said: "So it's Village Chief Zhao. He is from your village? I thought he was from Sunjiagou. Those bastards often steal oranges from our village...
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Zhao Fugui frowned and said, "This is Jiang Xiaofan, a college student in our village. Don't compare him to those second-rate guys."
"Jiang Xiaofan?"
Boss Li was stunned for a moment and looked at Jiang Xiaofan curiously: "Are you the college student who cultivated new flavors of tomatoes and brought Laowan Village to wealth?"
Jiang Xiaofan smiled and said: "Yes, it's me."
Boss Li scratched his head honestly: "I recognized the wrong person, I thought he was the one who stole the oranges..."
"I'm not here to steal oranges, I'm here to help cure your orange trees."
Hearing Jiang Xiaofan's words, Mr. Li and Mr. Li said in unison: "Do you still treat fruit trees?"
Jiang Xiaofan smiled slightly, walked straight to an orange tree, held a branch and quietly activated the Qing Ze Technique.
Suddenly a breeze appeared out of thin air and swept through the orange grove, making the branches and leaves rustle.
"Hey, why did the wind suddenly pick up?"
Zhao Fugui looked at the orange tree suspiciously. It was still extremely hot just now, why did a cool breeze suddenly blow?
Moreover, this wind seemed to be centered on Jiang Xiaofan. Could it be that the wind came out of his body?
Mr. Li and Mr. Li also looked at each other, not sure what happened.
Jiang Xiaofan silently recited the Qingze Technique formula and released his hand after performing it. The originally listless orange tree was turning green at a speed visible to the naked eye.
But it lasted just ten seconds before the orange tree began to turn yellow again.
Jiang Xiaofan frowned. Could it be that the time of Qingze Technique is too short?
That’s not right, that’s how vegetable plots are done, why not orange trees?
Jiang Xiaofan looked at the orange tree from beginning to end, and finally his eyes fell on the roots of the orange tree.
He suddenly squatted down, grabbed a handful of soil and looked closely at it. The soil had a loose structure with large particles, which was completely different from the soil used to grow crops normally.
Moreover, the soil was slightly white, as if it was mixed with fine salt, and it flowed down between your fingers with a gentle squeeze.
I picked up a handful of soil and licked it lightly with my tongue, and immediately felt a bitter taste.
"I know the reason."
Jiang Xiaofan's eyes lit up, he clapped his hands and stood up. It was not the Qingze technique's problem at all.
"What are you doing?!" At this moment, a breathless voice came.
Jiang Xiaofan followed the sound and saw a middle-aged man with a bald head running towards him with three or four villagers.
He recognized the middle-aged man at a glance. He was the head of Sanglou Village, Liu Dazhu, whom he had met at the town office two days ago. He was also the owner of the orange tree in front of him.
Liu Dazhu said angrily: "Zhao Fugui, are you planning to kill my orange tree?"