Yo, grandpa is here

36 next time

While waiting for the mountain to call people, Chen Qingqing strolled around the courtyard twice with her hands behind her back, looking hesitant to speak.

"Miss, tell me what you have to say." Yu Buli was really afraid that she would be overwhelmed, looking at her expression, what was wrong with her?
"Well, Buli, what do you think of 'egalitarianism'?"

"You mean the big pot meal model of working together and sharing money?" Yu Buli raised his eyebrows.

"Ah."

"It's something that our seniors don't understand about raising lazy people with a big pot of rice. I think we are too embarrassed." Yu Buli looked at her with a half-smile, "Party A, speak humanly."

Chen Qingqing, who was seen through her mind, cleared her throat. Since her partner is so smart, she won't hide it.

"I have no objection to leading everyone to get rich together, but we are developing technology, and we are also doing follow-up sales. There is also a spiritual belief in our party's poverty alleviation. The bond between us and this village is not that deep."

If there were enough vegetables and food at the door in the morning, Chen Qingqing would never say such a thing.

If she guessed correctly, the food and vegetables were probably sent by Ermao, but she and Yu Buli saved a total of 5 men, and the whole family knew how to be grateful.

Others in the village also only used the vain way of "offering a memorial tablet" instead of genuine thanks.

Since she didn't regard her and Yu Buli as a family, she naturally had to settle the accounts more clearly.

"You want to make their money?"

"We are not profiteers, look at how pitiful the folks in Yujia Village are." Chen Qingqing changed the topic.

"But we are also pitiful. We can't go home if we have a home. Poor people don't lie to poor people. We don't exploit or oppress. We only earn what we should take. This not only raises funds for the 'Going Home Project', but also allows The people in Yujiagou have a way out."

"Don't talk about our fake ancestors, they are the real ancestors who enjoy the incense. Isn't it an equal exchange with the grandchildren? After receiving the tribute to keep you safe, someday an old man will come and make a calculation, saying that the ancestors will not keep you safe and only invite disasters." Yes, the tablet of the ancestors can be thrown out and splashed with dog blood to ward off evil spirits."

Chen Qingqing paused.

"I have to prepare for the worst. One day the two of us will be thrown out with blood, and we will have to eat, drink, and spend money. We can't keep people's hearts, but at least we can keep money."

"You're right, I'll do the mobilization when everyone is here."

"Let me do it, don't let you do all the work."

"It's okay. I have dealt with farmers more times, and it will be easier to communicate."

"There are only a few men in Yujiagou, and half of them are women. If you stand in it, you will become the male and female director?"

After Chen Qingqing finished speaking, she fell silent.

"Ahem, then you can come." Yu Buli gave in with rare humility.

His family really has some talent in persuading people, this male and female director. He doesn't really want to be a director.

"Is everyone here?" Chen Qingqing glanced at the people in the courtyard.

Man Shan twisted the hem of his clothes guiltily, looking aggrieved like a baby in his 60s.

"There are only two families missing. The daughter-in-law of Manfu's family said she was not feeling well, and the daughter-in-law of Da Zhuang said she couldn't climb the mountain."

"Okay, these two families are eliminated, and they don't have any share of the money when they come back. We will not force anyone." Chen Qingqing smiled.

"Return the money?!" The two women standing in front grasped the point.

Many of these people are unwilling to come here. If it is not for the pressure from the mountains, many people here would not be willing to come.

Yes, ancestors are to be respected.

But who doesn't know that there are wolves on the mountain?
"The purpose of going into the mountain this time is to bring everyone to collect medicines to make money. We adopt a completely voluntary approach. After earning money, the clan will draw three out of ten funds for infrastructure construction, and the rest will belong to you."

"What is infrastructure construction funds?"

As soon as money is mentioned, everyone is in good spirits.

"It is reserved for the construction of the village, one of which is reserved for the repair of roads, bridges, huts, etc. in the village in the future. It is a public account, which will be decided by the village in the future, and the other two are for the technology of selling and processing medicinal materials in the city. The patent fee is the private property of our husband and wife, and is at our disposal."

This concept is too fresh, and many people don't understand it, and they think it is the patriarch who deducted a sum of money.

But as long as there is money to take, these details are not important.

More people still have doubts about what Chen Qingqing said about collecting herbs to make money.

Chen Qingqing didn't want to explain too much, she and Yu Buli didn't come to do charity.

Some people don't know how to bite an apple even when it's fed to their mouths. Such a person can't be saved by gods, not to mention that she and Yu Buli are just two ordinary people.

"Those who are willing to go up the mountain with us will stay, and those who are unwilling can leave now. Everything is voluntary."

The crowd began to whisper, and Er Mao stood behind Chen Qingqing as quickly as possible with a basket on his back.

When the other boys saw their eldest brother passing by, they all followed him.

"Grandma Zu, there is still a pot of porridge boiling on the stove, so I won't go."

"Well, I'll change the day too"

"Next time definitely!"

Chen Qingqing looked over one by one and nodded.

"The three of you can go back, is there anyone else who won't go?"

"Grandma Zu, I'm going!" A girl stood up, her face full of determination, and the woman next to her also stood up. The similar looks showed that this was a mother and daughter.

"I am coming too!"

"Big Ya, aren't you still sick? Your mother is not in good health, can you climb the mountain?" said the woman who withdrew first.

"My mother and I both believe in the two ancestors!" Da Ya spoke in a hoarse tone, Chen Qingqing saw a circle of red marks on her neck, and her eyes darkened.

"Let's follow the big girl!" Two more stood up.

The crowd lined up in twos and threes, and the final number of people going up the mountain was determined.

Man Shan and Wu He Xiaocao all follow Buli and Chen Qingqing.

Four of the female family members stood up and refused to go, plus the two who said they were sick and couldn't come, a total of six people refused to go.

After deducting the older and younger children in the family, there are still five female relatives who are willing to follow up the mountain.

Chen Qingqing asked everyone to go back to get the baskets and sickles and gather at the entrance of the village.

After a while, everyone arrived and set off in a mighty way.

"Second aunt, do you think Grandpa Zu can really bring everyone to earn money?" Several women who stayed in the village got together to chat.

The one called Second Aunt grabbed a piece of sorghum from someone else's field, chewed the sorghum stalk and put her arms around her waist.

"Where is Langshan so easy to climb? Money is so easy to earn? A few days ago, who climbed the mountain to collect herbs? A bunch of stupid people."

The second aunt took a bite of the chewed sorghum stalks on the ground.

"Quen, it's not sweet at all."

"Why do you still hate eating other people's sweet sticks? Don't you still have a pot of porridge on the stove, go home and eat your own, second aunt, are you taking advantage of it?"

"Bah, didn't I take advantage enough? If I said something disrespectful, the two ancestors took advantage, right? I didn't sell myself to them. Why should I work for nothing to make money for them? Only fools believe them."

The second aunt broke off the sorghum stalks as she talked. It's not sweet, but it's from other people's land after all, so you don't take it for nothing.

(End of this chapter)