Raising the Demon

Chapter 50
When Zi Baifeng arrived, the old man was enforcing the family law.

The villager selling flour was kneeling in front of the statue of the ancestral god. The old man took a whip and hit him one after another, just like when Bai Feng first came, he gave him a horse to beat his little grandson.

"Old man, calm down!" Zi Baifeng saw that the villager's back was covered in blood, but he didn't say a word, and hurried forward to grab the old man.

"Master Xiucai, don't stop me!" The old man was so angry that his beard and hair were all stretched out, "Let me kill this unworthy descendant!" Today Sigou also told Zi Baifeng about this matter, and Zi Baifeng finally Come here, Sigou is a born spy, he knows all the troubles.The old man didn't want Zi Baifeng to know that he lost his family.

"Old man, why are you so angry!" Zi Baifeng quickly pulled the whip to prevent the old man from beating him again.

How much is a bag of noodles, even a bag of white noodles worth?Even if it is a wheelbarrow, it can hold more than a hundred catties of noodles at most, not to mention that the villager is worried that others will see it, so he carried it directly to Mengcheng.In fact, when Zi Baifeng heard about this, he was both angry and happy.Angry because the villager did it secretly, and using such a stupid method, but happy because there are also people in the village who are very business-minded, as expected, rotten wood can be carved!

I went to Yan Village, and I finally have a business!Your sister, I have been waiting for a long time!

In fact, Zi Baifeng never expected that someone would start with this white flour. He was still thinking hard about what kind of industry Yancun could develop. After all, his ideas were still limited. Some industries that can be scaled up are similar to the previous village-run enterprises.Who knew that the villagers were so hard-working, and with a little profit, they could embark on the road from Xiayan Village to Mengcheng, which he regarded as a daunting road.

"How can I not be angry..." The old man was so angry that his beard trembled.

"Okay, old man, I think this is actually a good thing!" Zi Baifeng said, there is nothing to be angry about earning money by his own strength, and just as he was about to sleep, someone gave him a pillow.Zi Baifeng quietly gave a thumbs up to the villagers kneeling on the ground, goodjob!

That night, when all the villagers who had entered the mountain came back, Zi Baifeng and the old man called a meeting.

At the meeting, Zi Baifeng announced several policies—this was the first time that Zi Baifeng formulated a policy after he became the village official, and he finally felt a little bit like the village official.

Article [-]. Anyone who applies for a record at Zi Baifeng can use the stone mill in the village to process the grain sold to the outside world. However, this use is not free, and one-tenth of the income is charged every time. fee.

"These expenses are under the supervision of me and the old man. As the public funds of the village, I promise that I will never misappropriate them for other purposes." Zi Baifeng also announced at the same time, and everyone said that they could trust Zi Baifeng.

Even if Zi Baifeng used it for other purposes, these villagers would not say anything.

Second, anyone who contributed to the construction of the stone mill at the beginning can get some discounts based on the size of the contribution, and the period is tentatively set for one year.

"Uncle Yan, Uncle Shi and the others have all put in great effort, and we can't let those who made great efforts be the same as those who didn't," Zi Baifeng said again.Of course, there is another one who has made great efforts, his son Baifeng's father Zijian, so the benefits cannot be left outside.

Everyone also nodded, the villagers are not unreasonable people.

The third article is that the funds used as a lottery will become the common assets of the village, and when there are similar projects in the village, the wages will be paid to those who contribute.

As soon as these words came out, everyone became enthusiastic.

"Scholar, what else should we build!" Someone asked again.

"There are many, but I can't talk about it for now." Zi Baifeng laughed.

Everyone also laughed.

As far as the three policies are concerned, they are very simple, but for the villagers, it is an earth-shaking change.

The first person who came to find Zi Baifeng and asked for this permission was actually Lao Tuozi.

"Old Tuozi, didn't you go to the mountains to look for jade?" Zi Baifeng was a little surprised, the old Tuozi's harvest was good, and he was about to become a serf and sing, how could he give up so easily?
"You can't go to find jade every day, you have to find one and raise two." Lao Tuozi said.

This is also the words in the Jade Classic, the law summed up by the ancestors.Jade is not a crop. It takes time to condense after cutting one crop after another. If you search for jade every day, most of the time is useless, and the mountains are humid and dangerous, so you stay in the mountains all day. , The human body can't bear it either, not only the jade needs to be nourished, but the body also needs to be nourished.So in a month, it only takes ten days to search for jade in the mountains.

During this period of time, the villagers were all suffocated, so they went to search for jade every day, but the old man had already spoken, and he had to become regular in the future, so he couldn't catch all the fish.

The villagers are afraid of poverty, and there is a lot of pressure, so everyone is working hard, and they can't be idle for the remaining 20 days, they always have to find something to do.

Lao Tuozi is honest, but he can and is willing to endure hardships, and the family is really difficult, so he came here.

With a flick of his pen, Zi Baifeng gave Lao Tuozi a power of attorney and stamped his own village seal—your sister's, it finally came in handy.

The second one came was Sigou. This guy was busy when he was building a mill some time ago. He has a tendency to change from a bastard to a good boy. He was praised by Yan Laowu, and Zijian also persuaded him After a few words, he also came.

More importantly, he doesn't have to pay for this year.

Zi Baifeng still swiped his pen.

Another one is a pillar, with a swipe of a pen.

Another one, and my father is also here.

"Father, why are you joining in the fun!" Zi Baifeng was upset.

"Why can't I go? I'm strong!" Dad was a little unhappy. Although he was Dad, he was only in his early thirties. He was a golden bachelor, and a few widows and old girls in the village were starting to think about him. .

"We are not short of this money..." Zi Baifeng slandered, "Dad, you have other arrangements, we still have a lot of things to build."

"It doesn't matter if you give me a letter of authorization." But the father is unwilling to let Zi Baifeng go like this.

Zi Baifeng could only give his father one in depression.

Another one came, Sanbo Shi also came, and Zi Baifeng also swiped a pen.

In one, Yanda is also here...

Then Zi Baifeng found out that this is a business for all people!

Seeing so many people, he quickly convened another meeting overnight, asking everyone to travel together, don't lower prices, don't compete, don't rush, communicate with each other, help each other, and don't cause conflicts.

Starting from this day, Zi Baifeng's family's flatbed truck abandoned them, today your house, tomorrow my house, and never came back...

Not only that, more and more people came to ask Zijian to help him build a car, and most of them were wheelbarrows.Zijian found out that he could make money at home without having to resell food, and he was very busy all day long.

And Zi Baifeng was happy from ear to ear all day long.

He finally had a legitimate income in his hand, which can be used to invest in the development of the village. He thought about what to invest all day, and his head hurt from thinking about it. In the end, he had to admit that he was really very poor. No economic sense.

Fortunately, he discovered that as a good decision-maker, he may not be able to be far-sighted, as long as he can find good signs, dig them out, and support them.

At first, the old man was staring at the mill every day, staring to see who used the mill—in fact, this money was also the first time that the old man had public property at his disposal. The fundraising is even paid in advance, so the old man is very strict.The villagers can endure hardships, and the grinding wheel is always on day and night. Later, the old man didn’t care who used it and who didn’t. Anyway, before the grain in the village went to Mengcheng, it had to go to the entrance of the village through a small path. The old man stopped at the entrance of the village every morning, and looked at it Look, it's clear after a few catties and a couple of ounces. Watching the rows of wheelbarrows and slings go away, sighing and giggling for a while, then go back and report to Zi Baifeng, who will make a note.When they came back from selling the grain, they would report to Zi Baifeng. Zi Baifeng calculated the accounts, and the men who entered the city counted out the coins one by one, and handed them over to Zi Baifeng with a little distress. inside.

Zi Baifeng looked really sad. After a hard day, only this little hard-earned money, Zi Baifeng really didn't want their money.But the jade wealth in his hands can't be revealed, and the name is not right, so he can only keep it.Moreover, there can be no rules without rules, Zi Baifeng still understands this truth.

Money laundering is hard work!

Moreover, Zi Baifeng did not let the money sit idle. He knew that the most important point of the economy was circulation. If it was not in circulation, it would be dead money, which would not bring much profit. So when he had a little money, he began to call everyone Do the second thing: build roads.

The road from Xiayan Village to Guandao has been stepped on by hundreds of people from Xiayan Village for generations. Although it is difficult to walk, there is still a way.But the distance from the entrance of the village to the mill, there is no decent road, and it is difficult for a wheelbarrow to pass, so Zi Baifeng called the villagers to rest the road in their spare time.All participants are paid.Although it is only a few big coins, most of the villagers are old and weak women and children. This job can be done regardless of gender, and everyone who is light or heavy can do it together. Instead of being idle, it is better to do some work and make some money.

And the advantage of throwing money out is that the money goes around and returns to everyone's hands. Everyone's overall income has not decreased, so what is it worth doing more work?In the past, this kind of work in the village was all done by force, there was no money to get it, and it was not only me who was convenient for road construction?In the past, it took a strong laborer to carry a noodle bag on his back. If the road is repaired, a half-grown child can go to grind noodle.

The progress of the road construction is not fast, and there is a need to open mountains and fill rocks. Although there are some fireworks here, there is no powerful gunpowder, which is useless. Everyone carries their hands on their shoulders, and their enthusiasm is high.

(End of this chapter)