The Strongest Peach Luck Stupid Doctor

Chapter 60

The smoke and dust all over the sky dissipated, and a thick layer of powdered plant ash was spread.

Five big yellow oxen pulled the iron shaft plow to draw ditches in the wasteland.

Nearly a hundred villagers followed behind with tools, smashed the clods that had been dug out, and buried the surface ash into the soil by the way.

The area of ​​the wasteland is very large, at least [-] to [-] mu. Nearly a hundred people worked hard for a whole day before completely turning the land over.

Next, we have to wait for a heavy rainy day to water the ground thoroughly before sowing seeds.

After Gao Qiang contacted Zhu Wenqiang, he called Boss Liu and asked him to drive to Zhu Wenqiang's company and bring the seeds back.

Boss Liu seems to have returned to the age when he broke into the society again, full of energy all over his body, and he doesn't feel tired from running around all day.

Even the little lover he just found was thrown aside, and he was busy planting medicinal materials all day long.

At the same time, Song Zihao was not idle.

He went directly to Qian Liang and asked him to pay for the medical expenses of the second master and others, as well as the money for the damaged crops.

Qian Liang was a little unhappy, and frowned, "Young Master Song, that's not what you said at the time.

Didn't you say that as long as your troubles are solved, I can do whatever I want afterwards? "

"What are you, I need to explain to you what I do?"

Song Zihao said coldly: "Immediately stop the development of Peach Blossom Mountain and compensate the villagers, understand?"

Qian Liang's face changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "Young Master Song, you are not doing this properly."

"Go to Nima, what you do is authentic. You will give someone 300 yuan for an acre of land, why don't you go grab it?"

Song Zihao said angrily, "Immediately lose money, or you wouldn't have to leave today."

Before the words were finished, several burly bodyguards came over, their fierce eyes made Qian Liang turn pale with fright.

Seeing this, Qian Liang's face immediately turned pale, and he quickly apologized with a smile: "Young Master Song, don't worry, I didn't say no, you have to give me some time, right?"

"Here you are, uncle, right now, transfer the money to my account first, and I will pay those villagers."

"This……"

Song Zihao stared and said coldly, "Is there a problem?"

"No... no problem."

A good man does not suffer from immediate losses!
Although Qian Liang was aggrieved to death, he had no choice but to take out his mobile phone and transfer 10 yuan to Song Zihao.

Song Zihao glanced at the bank card balance, raised his head and asked, "Compensation for other people's medical expenses and young crops, isn't 10 yuan much?"

"Not much, not much."

"Am I doing things fairly?"

Qian Liang was so angry that his lips trembled, but he still nodded and said: "Fair, Young Master Song is the most fair."

"Just be fair, but don't tell others that I bully you."

Song Zihao snorted coldly, "If I wasn't afraid of Mr. Gao's displeasure, I would have beat you up long ago.

What is the difference between robbing someone's land and killing someone?Do you see how human you are doing? "

The things you did before are more extreme than mine.

Qian Liang secretly slandered, but still had a humble smile on his face, nodded repeatedly and said:
"Song Shao said that I will definitely change it in the future."

"what is this."

Song Zihao glanced at him disdainfully, and then left with his men.

Qian Liang's face turned cold in an instant, and he looked at the direction Song Zihao was leaving with a dark look in his eyes: "Bastard, why are you waiting for me!"

After speaking, he took out his mobile phone and dialed out.

After a while, a slightly deep voice sounded on the phone: "Old Qian, what's the matter?"

Qian Liang said with some anxiety: "Mr. Zhao, I'm afraid we won't be able to do the matter in the scenic spot."

Sure enough, the voice on the other side of the phone immediately sank, with a bit of anger in his tone:

"Didn't I get you dozens of people last time? You can't solve a few muddy legs?"

Qian Liang hurriedly said: "Mr. Zhao, I really don't blame me for this matter. If it were those muddy legs, I would have killed them long ago, but this time it is Song Jiang's son Song Zihao who came here."

"Song Zihao?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, "Okay, just leave this matter alone and wait for my news."

"Okay, Mr. Zhao."

After hanging up the phone, Qian Liang couldn't help but sneered, "Director of the Inspectorate, right? Let's play slowly!"

……

In an office in Wuhe County, Zhao Yousheng had a sullen face, with a hint of anger between his brows.

He started out of the street, worked hard for many years, and had no rivals in Wuhe County.

After so many years of life in the rivers and lakes, he was a little tired, so he started a company, intending to wash all the money he earned over the years.

At the beginning, he had his eye on the medicinal material business, but Zhu Wenqiang's old man was too rigid and didn't give him a chance to enter the game at all.

Later, he thought about setting up a tourist attraction, but Song Zihao came over to intervene again.

"Is this old man Song Jiang planning to make money again?"

He didn't take it seriously, and immediately called Song Jiang.

However, Song Jiang, who was quite talkative in the past, refused without any hesitation this time, and his tone was very tough.

Zhao You was so angry that he threw the phone out.

"Made, you don't have to drink a toast!"

……

Zhu's family in Wuhe County.

Zhu Wenqiang finished his work in the company and returned home by car.

He walked into the living room, smiled at Sister Lan who came up to him, and said, "What delicious food did you cook tonight?"

"Scrambled eggs with leeks, candied sweet potatoes, Coca-Cola chicken wings..."

While helping him change his shoes, Sister Lan reported some home-cooked dishes.

Zhu Wenqiang was taken aback, and said with a smile: "Why is it Miaochen's favorite food?"

"Miaochen is back."

"So early?"

Sister Lan pouted her lips with a smile like a flower.

Zhu Wenqiang followed her gaze and saw his daughter Zhu Miaochen leaning on the sofa, playing games on her mobile phone.

He smiled slightly and said: "Then let's eat quickly, Miao Chen is probably starving."

"Well, it's ready, you can eat it after washing your hands."

"it is good."

Zhu Miaochen often stayed out at night, and it was rare to come back so early. Zhu Wenqiang was in a good mood, so he washed his hands and walked into the restaurant.

The father and daughter sat down at the dining table, and Sister Lan brought the food.

Zhu Wenqiang smiled and said, "Miaochen, Sister Lan specially made so many of your favorite foods, you should eat more today."

Sister Lan followed suit: "Yes, Miaochen, eat more, you've lost weight."

"Thank you, Miss Lan."

Zhu Miaochen's attitude towards Sister Lan is not bad, but she doesn't have so much kindness towards Zhu Wenqiang.

She took a bite of egg custard, and pretended to be casual and asked, "Sister Lan, did we have guests at our house two days ago?"

"Two days ago..."

Sister Lan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Yes, a young man is here, and he is treating your father."

"What disease can a young man cure? Don't be a liar?" Zhu Miaochen frowned.

"Haha, you don't know that. Although Mr. Gao is very young, his medical skills are really good. He insisted on curing a problem that no one else could see."

Zhu Wenqiang laughed, then thought of something, and asked, "Have you met Mr. Gao?"

(End of this chapter)