C23

When Chen Sanqiu saw Zhao Qingfan let his wife change the tea leaves, his mouth twitched, and he turned to look at his father, Chen Zuyin. He saw his father, Chen Zuyin, sitting calmly in his teacher's chair, as if he did not see Zhao Qingfan change the tea leaves at all, and could not help but admire his father, Chen Zuyin.

"Ancestor Ying, why did you think of contracting Phoenix Mountain?" Zhao Qingfan was drinking tea in one hand and drinking tea in the other. He looked at Chen Zuyin and asked with a smile on his face. In fact, he wanted to know why Chen Zuyin suddenly asked Chen Sanqiu to contract the Falling Phoenix Mountain.

He had begged so many people, but no one wanted to contract Fallen Phoenix Mountain, so he had kept it in such a desolate place. Could it be that Chen Zuyin had found some treasure on the mountain and suddenly decided to contract it?

Chen Sanqiu was deeply impressed by Zhao Qingfan's ability. He looked at the teacup that Zhao Qingfan handed him and finally gave up on the idea of drinking it. He just put it aside.

He took a sip from his teacup and said lightly: "The child earned money and wants to contract the mountain fruit tree. I have advised many times, but I did not listen to it in the third autumn and insisted on following the stories I saw on TV about those university students who went back to the village to plant trees and get rich."

Saying that, Chen Zuyin laughed bitterly: "You know that, this brat has been a troublemaker since he was young, I can't care about him, after all, this is the kid's own money, I can't care too much about it, so I will just give it a try for three years, if it doesn't work, then I will give up."

As he spoke, Chen Zuyin glared at Chen Sanqiu.

Chen Sanqiu thought that his father was still the best. He lied without blinking his eyes, immediately straightened his neck and said with a face full of dissatisfaction: "What if I want to contract a mountain to plant a tree? So what if you contribute to the country? "

Zhao Qingfan saw that Chen Sanqiu and Chen Zuyin seemed like they were going to fight, so he hurriedly tried to persuade them, "Your son has his own dream. This is a good thing, we can't just stop him, can we? Kids always have to be hit. "

Zhao Qingfan looked a bit troubled as he said, "But it's only a three year contract, so the number of years is too little."

Chen Zuyin frowned and said with some displeasure, "Old Zhao, after all these years of friendship, can't we just let things be as they are?"

Zhao Qingfan sighed. "If you want to contract a contract, you'll need at least thirty years. That's the rule."

With that, Zhao Qingfan pointed to the top of his head and spoke to Chen Zuyin, "I've been a contractor for three years, what do you think this is? Isn't that right? "

Chen Zuyin said somewhat awkwardly, "1500 yuan a year, 30 years isn't a small amount of money."

Chen Sanqiu almost burst out laughing when he heard Chen Zuyin's words. How come he didn't know that his father was such a cute guy? When he came here, his mother, Tan Lianxiang, said it so clearly: 2,000 yuan a year, and in the mouth of his father, Chen Zuyin, it became 1,500 yuan.

Zhao Qingfan's face instantly turned green.

Hurriedly turning to Chen Zuyin, he asked, "Old Chen, who did you hear that from? When did it turn fifteen hundred? It's two thousand, and that's already the lowest price in our town. If it were to be any lower, wouldn't people secretly poke my back? "

Chen Zuyin shook his head and stood up to leave.

Chen Sanqiu jumped up and angrily said, "Dad, I earned three hundred thousand from saving someone right? So what if it's two thousand? I can afford it. Thirty years is thirty, so what? I still want to contract for sixty years? That's my money. "

Hearing Chen Sanqiu's words, Zhao Qingfan's green face instantly turned red.

Damn it, three hundred thousand yuan was a huge amount of money for a village whose face was turned to the ground.

Chen Zuyin was also stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Chen Sanqiu to say such a thing. He immediately glared at Chen Sanqiu. Damn, how could he say such words to someone else?

Wasn't this Lu Fu?

When Zhao Qingfan saw Chen Zuyin's expression, he knew Chen Sanqiu was right.

Holy crap, he earned 300,000 yuan from treating the illness, I've never heard of this before.

"Gudong."

Zhao Qingfan swallowed his saliva and hurriedly said, "Ok, 60 years is 60 years. I can make the decision."

Chen Zuyin glared at Chen Sanqiu, then he said to Zhao Qingfan, "No, we have to hold a meeting of the village committee. That will be fair. Let's talk about the price then."

With that, Chen Zuyin immediately turned and left, angered by the Genuine Qi.

Chen Sanqiu also walked out with his neck straightened.

Zhao Qingfan hurriedly said, "Alright, the village committee meeting will be held tomorrow morning. Both of you, come with me."

After returning home, Chen Zuying sat down on the armchair, slammed the table, and said angrily to Chen Sanqiu, "Who let you talk about the three hundred thousand you earned?"

Chen Sanqiu scratched his head, laughed dryly and said to Chen Zuyin, "Dad, don't you know who I am? Tomorrow, just wait and see. Sixty years of the contract rights are ours. "

Seeing Chen Sanqiu like this, it seemed that he really wanted to contract for sixty years. When he thought about Chen Sanqiu being in Fallen Phoenix Village from now on, he could be considered to have inherited his ancestors' legacy. However, when he thought about how Chen Sanqiu had been in Fallen Phoenix Village all his life, he felt a little depressed.

He could only sigh and nod. "Up to you."

Chen Sanqiu saw his father Chen Zuyin's conflicted expression. He really wanted to tell his father about the system, but after thinking about it for a while, he decided not to say anything and went back to his room to sleep.

The next day, Chen Sanqiu had a stroke of luck and the news of him saving someone and earning three hundred thousand dollars spread throughout the entire Fallen Phoenix Village. The news of Chen Sanqiu wanting to contract a Falling Phoenix Mountain Fruit Tree spread like wildfire throughout the entire village.

As Chen Sanqiu walked along the road, the way the crowd looked at him changed. Some looked at him with admiration, while others looked at him like he was a fool.

After earning so much money, he still didn't leave the city to live in. He actually wanted to take the money to contract Fallen Phoenix Mountain. Only a fool would do such a thing.

People always treat what a fool is about to do with the greatest care.

Thus, the contract was successfully completed at the village committee meeting. Sixty years, nineteen hundred yuan per year, was considered a discount. The village committee had already signed the contract, so Chen Sanqiu pressed his fingerprint on it.

Suddenly, a green light flashed in front of Chen Sanqiu's eyes.

"Herb field mission completed, 10 achievement points awarded."

"Herbs Cultivation Skill Store is open."

"Optional Items: Medicinal field grower, herbaceous growing robot A."

"Required achievement points: 20 points."

"Obtained the title: Beginner's unranked medicinal field planter."

"Run, young man. Even though you're still trash, the light is waiting for you in the distance."

Chen Sanqiu, fuck you.