Taoyuan Village Little Magician

Chapter 550 Baishi Village Nursing Home
If Zhang Fan asks him to do something, he must be able to do it.

Otherwise, what would Zhang Fan do for nothing?
"Isn't this Huairentang's recent live broadcast delivery of goods, and the sales volume is amazing. The courier from the town came to the village to pick up the package, and it took too long, resulting in a backlog of courier delivery."

"I went to the town and negotiated with several courier companies to set up a logistics point in our village."

"It's just that there is no ready-made place. I have to trouble the construction team in your hands, Uncle Wang, to build a few warehouses opposite Huairen Hall."

Zhang Fan clearly explained his reason for coming.

Wang Zongkui suddenly understood.

"That's fine, but do you have any requests?"

Wang Zongkui still confidently assured.

"Because it is the logistics point of the village, the warehouse doesn't need to be too big."

"I talked about four express companies, Yuantong, Shentong, Yunda and Jingdong. You can build two small warehouses for each express brand."

"About a hundred square meters."

Zhang Fan felt that [-] square meters was enough.

However, since he took the initiative to invite others to establish a logistics point.

The decent place is better.

"Four express brands, that is, eight small warehouses."

"No problem, give me three days, and I promise to make it beautiful for you."

Wang Zongkui thought about it, and immediately made a promise.

"Okay! Uncle Wang is doing things, I don't worry."

Zhang Fan was extremely satisfied.

Three days, although it is still a bit slow, but he believes that the time given by Wang Zongkui must be the fastest.

No need to rush.

"Xiaofan, we are very lucky to have you here in Baishi Village."

"You are the lucky star in our village."

After negotiating the matter of building a small warehouse, Wang Zongkui couldn't help feeling emotional.

Looking at Zhang Fan's eyes, I like it more and more.

"Uncle Wang, don't praise me, isn't this what I should do?"

Zhang Fan waved his hands again and again, he couldn't bear the name Fuxing.

"Is there anything that should or shouldn't be?"

"Think about when I was the village head, even if I was capable, I never thought of benefiting the village."

"You are different. You have more thoughts and realms than us, and you can see farther."

Wang Zongkui's words definitely came out of feeling.

For Zhang Fan, he also admired him from the bottom of his heart.

Baishi Village is really an achievement, it is really a remote place where birds don't shit.

Look again now.

Under Zhang Fan's leadership, if the villagers want to continue farming, they should do so.

Those who don't want to work in agriculture can choose various jobs.

And the salary is not low.

In Baishi Village now, there are a few members of the family, some are farming and some are working.

Not only are they self-sufficient, they solve the problem of food and clothing, but they can also go to work to make money and move towards a well-off life.

As young as a child, there are books to read and school to attend.

For the elderly, there is a nursing home where they can stay, food and clothing, and no worries about no one to support them when they are old.

The former Baishi Village.

Can't compare.

There is no comparison!

Wang Zongkui shook his head and waved his hands as he thought about it.

There is no harm without comparison.

What Zhang Fan is doing now makes Wang Zongkui feel deeply ashamed of himself.

"Uncle Wang, each era has its own development."

"At that time, you ensured that the troubles of the villagers could be resolved."

"Now I want to make everyone rich and use my ability to do my part for the villagers."

"All of this is because you paved the way ahead, so that I can walk so smoothly."

Zhang Fan was very modest and did not take the credit for himself.

Everyone likes to hear good things.

Wang Zongkui is no exception.

"Xiaofan, when did your mouth become so eloquent?"

Wang Zongkui glanced at Zhang Fan dumbfounded.

Then he stood up and said solemnly, "But you are right about one thing."

"For the benefit of the villagers!"

"As a former village head, I can't fall behind."

"I don't charge a cent for the small warehouses that set up express delivery points."

"Just prepare all the materials."

Wang Zongkui decided that he would lead the construction team to work for Zhang Fanbai.

First, it was what Zhang Fan said just now, which made him very happy.

Secondly, as he said, it is time to seek some benefits for the villagers.

"no!"

Without even thinking about it, Zhang Fan directly refused.

"The logistics point is mainly convenient for Huairentang."

"You can't let Uncle Wang do this loss-making business."

Zhang Fan's tone was beyond doubt.

Nor did he listen to any explanation from Wang Zongkui.

He will definitely give the money that should be given.

Helpless, Wang Zongkui had no choice but to give up.

"You boy, I really can't help you."

"Then I'll contact the construction team and have someone deliver the materials by the way."

"Huirentang has a backlog of orders, and this matter must be resolved as soon as possible."

Wang Zongkui didn't hesitate, took out his mobile phone and notified his construction team and material suppliers.

"I'm sorry, Uncle Wang."

Zhang Fan transferred an advance payment of 3 yuan to Wang Zongkui through WeChat.

Then he left.

Wang Zongkui is fully responsible for what to do next.

"Baishi Village has Xiaofan, we villagers are very lucky."

Looking at Zhang Fan's back, Wang Zongkui was filled with emotion.

Simultaneously.

After leaving Wang Zongkui's house, Zhang Fan decided to visit Huairenfang.

It has long been converted into a nursing home for the village.

But all this time, Zhang Fan hadn't visited it yet.

Zhang Fan has no idea how many people are living here.

On the way to the nursing home, Zhang Fan would always stop and chat with villagers when he met villagers.

For a short distance, Zhang Fan walked for 10 minutes in a daze.

Come to the former Huairen Square.

Zhang Fan looked around a few times, and there was no smell of the previous factory here.

On the original heavy iron gate, the signboard of the Baishi Village Nursing Home was also hung.

You don't need to ask to know that these are all arranged by Wan Qian.

The iron gate is open, and the parking lot inside has now been transformed into a yard for the elderly to sunbathe and relax.

Two new stone pavilions were built on the side.

Old people can play chess and listen to opera in it.

In the yard, right now there are a few old men lying down and basking in the sun leisurely.

Very comfortable.

"Xiaofan is here!"

"Everyone, come quickly, it's Xiaofan who came to see us."

As soon as Zhang Fan walked in, the sharp-eyed Uncle Zheng saw him.

He yelled at the old people in the house.

After a while, Aunt Zheng, Ge Baiyou and others all ran out.

"Xiaofan, isn't Huairentang busy? Why do you have time to come to our place?"

Ge Baiyou expressed concern.

He knew that Zhang Fan was very busy all day, and they were already content with living here.

How can you expect Zhang Fan to visit them?

"I don't have anything to do, they are all doing it."

Zhang Fan smiled, he is just a hands-off shopkeeper.

Looking at the old people in front of him, Zhang Fan asked, "How is it? Are you still used to living here?"

"If there's anything inappropriate, just let me know."

He converted Huairenfang into a nursing home because he hoped that the lonely elderly in the village would have food and shelter.

Naturally, he will not begrudge spending money.

"Enough is enough, we are here every day, we don't have to do anything, what else is needed here."

"Everyone is very used to living in it."

"Xiaofan, thank you so much. Look at the down jacket on me. This is another gift from Jinxuan. It's all brand new."

Uncle Zheng, Aunt Zheng, Ge Baiyou and the others held Zhang Fan's hand.

Talk about the good of the nursing home, and talk about Zhang Fan's good.

A smile on everyone's face.

It's like a child who just got candy, very sincere.

"That's good, everyone can live here with peace of mind."

"If you need anything, just ask."

Everyone lived happily, and Zhang Fan was also satisfied.

It's fine anyway.

Zhang Fan stayed in the nursing home, talking to the old people.

one morning.

There was constant laughter in the nursing home.

The wrinkles on the faces of the old people have been stretched a lot.

Looked like a decade younger.

Zhang Fan didn't leave until lunch time.

In the next two days, Zhang Fan went to Taohuayuan several times.

After carefully measuring the area of ​​the burnt peach blossom forest, I finally had some ideas in my mind.

He thought about what he should build in this burned place.

Thinking about it, Zhang Fan hurried back to the village, ready to discuss with Chang Jinxuan.

Sudden.

The phone in Zhang Fan's hand rang.

"Quiet, what's the matter?"

The call was from Han Jing.

If it wasn't something urgent, Han Jing wouldn't call Zhang Fan, but would go back to the villa and talk to Zhang Fan face to face.

He guessed that Han Jing must have encountered some trouble.

"Brother Xiaofan, come to the infirmary quickly. Grandma Suxia has a sudden myocardial infarction. I won't treat it."

Han Jing spoke quickly.

I guess I'm in a hurry right now.

"Okay! Wait for me for 3 minutes."

Realizing the seriousness of the matter, Zhang Fan's true energy flowed under his feet, and he quickly rushed towards the infirmary.

Grandma Suxia, Zhang Fan knew about it.

It was Bi Chunyan's mother.

Acute myocardial infarction is a disease that needs to be treated against time.

If you are not careful, you may lose your life.

Less than 3 minutes.

Zhang Fan rushed to the infirmary.

"Master Zhang, please, hurry up and save my mother, she, she... seems to be dying."

Bi Chunyan quickly grabbed Zhang Fan's hands, begging him to treat him quickly.

I was already terrified.

"Okay! Let me see first."

Zhang Fan signaled Bi Chunyan to relax first and settle down.

Go to the hospital bed.

Grandma Suxia was clutching her heart, with cold sweat constantly breaking out from her forehead, her breathing was slow, and she was accompanied by fits of coughing.

These symptoms can all be judged as acute myocardial infarction.

Moreover, it has reached a very serious level.

"Ugh!"

Zhang Fan sighed lightly.

Then he gave Bi Chunyan a helpless look.

Sure enough, children have to be their own parents, and the same is true for parents.

Bi Chunyan didn't treat Zheng Yulong's parents like this before.

In addition to disgust, it is disgust.

It's fine if they don't give food, and Zheng Yulong is not allowed to buy them even a down jacket for the winter.

thought here.

Zhang Fan was somewhat annoyed.

However, Grandma Suxia is in a very dangerous situation at the moment.

Zhang Fan was angry and angry, but how could he refuse to save him?

He sat on the chair and gently clasped Grandma Suxia's wrist.

Pulse carefully.

Simultaneously, perform Zhanwang Qi Technique to carefully examine Grandma Suxia's body.

(End of this chapter)