The village chief glanced at Old Mrs. Li. They had spoken a few words before, and he felt confident, so he stepped forward to talk to Mr. Zhou.
"Don't worry, Mr. Zhou, we will definitely be able to get this money in the village. We are new here. We are not familiar with where to find good craftsmen and buy wood and stone. We hope that you can give us some advice."
Mr. Zhou nodded and thought about it . He said, "When promoting talents, we should not avoid relatives. I have a good candidate, that is, my brother-in-law. He is a scholar, but he has liked these chores since he was a child. He has been disciplined by his family. Unfortunately, he has not changed after repeated admonitions. Now that he is older, the family So I gave up. He usually travels around, has met many craftsmen, and is familiar with purchasing. If everyone can trust me, I will ask him to come over tomorrow?"
"Okay, Mr. Zhou recommended it, of course we can rest assured." The village chief said in one word He agreed, which made Mr. Zhou very happy.
There's nothing wrong with his brother-in-law, it's just that he's too out of character. He was sent to suffer hardship for a month, and maybe he can calm down his weird temper.
The matter was settled like that. Mr. Zhou still had errands to do, so he went back to Xindu with Mr. Wen under the setting sun.
Everyone was preparing for dinner, but they were all thinking about where the one thousand two hundred taels came from.
After dinner, the village chief, Uncle Zhao, Mrs. Li, her three sons, and Liu Biaowei gathered together and held a small meeting.
Jiayin is young, nestled in her grandma's arms, obediently nibbling Spring Festival cakes, and secretly listening to the excitement.
This Spring Festival cake was bought by Mrs. Cui. It tastes a bit like the mung bean cake of later generations and has a very dry texture, which is suitable for her to nibble on little by little.
The village chief spoke first and asked Old Mrs. Li, "Sister, did you say Mr. Ye wanted to help the village earlier?"
Old Mrs. Li nodded, thought for a while and said, "I also mentioned the construction of the valley in gossip, and there is not enough money. , Mr. Ye said that he had money and wanted to lend it to our family a few hundred taels. But I didn't agree. Firstly, it was not easy for Mr. Ye to make money. He fought with the barbarians every day, which was really life-threatening. Secondly, we are just a big piece of fat here. Meat, I don't know how many people will be jealous of it in the future."
The old lady sighed, "I will discuss with Mr. Ye, these few hundred taels will be considered as his investment to the village, and if I make money in the future, I will share his money in the same way. It's his property to scare outsiders."
The village chief knocked on the pipe pot and agreed very much, "Big sister, you are right. Mr. Ye has helped our village too much. It is not good for others to worry about it and there is no reward. ."
Uncle Zhao lost a lot of weight because of his injury and lack of food and housing, but he was in good spirits.
At this moment, he also said, "Yes, Mr. Ye was originally associated with your family. In fact, he only cares about your family, but he saved everyone's lives on the dock, sent food, and came to visit again. Let's keep it for nothing." You have to be thick-skinned to get other people's money."
Mrs. Li was satisfied and said, "Master Ye finally agreed with what I said and agreed to put our piece of gold beach in his name. Even though it has already reached the sky. Listen, but if someone wants to plot against us, the emperor will not seriously treat those wealthy and aristocratic families just for our small village. But Mr. Ye has military power and status, so no one dares to provoke him."
"Young Master Ye is really a good person. Ah, we can never repay you for your great kindness."
"Yes, everyone has seen it today. After the valley is built, it will be so beautiful that some people will be jealous of it. Mr. Ye is a military prince. , if it is his property, no one would dare to take action."
Everyone was happy, decided on the general direction, and discussed how to distribute the dividends.
Mrs. Li added, "Master Ye said that these two hills, valleys and riverbanks were allocated to our village by the imperial court. He only put in one name and invested some money, so he could not share the money with the people in the village. From now on. , he wants to use part of his share for the village."
The village chief heard anxiously, "Young Master Ye is so polite. Without his help, where would we be?"
"That's it, if you ask me, it's the same It would be better to give the dividends to Mr. Ye."
Everyone was talking a lot, and the discussion lasted for more than half an hour. When they finally got everyone together to talk, night had fallen.
There were bonfires in the valley, reflecting the hopeful faces of the villagers.
The village chief took a deep breath and said, "Don't worry, everyone, Mr. Ye will invest money with us to build the valley. Work will start as usual tomorrow!"
"Really? That's great. Mr. Ye really saved lives!"
"Mr. Ye is really a great benefactor to our village. I must thank Mr. Ye very much in the future!"
There is no way out, but there is a bright future in the village.
The villagers cheered as if they had been lifted from hell to heaven.
The village chief waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and then said.
"Master Ye, why are you so helpful? It was the second son and his family who helped him when he was in trouble. Now that Mr. Ye is willing to lend money, he is also repaying the second son and his family. We are all taking advantage of it!"
He used The remaining arm waved the pipe and pot, "As the old saying goes, brothers will settle accounts. We pulled each other and escaped together to come here. We are like a family. No one wants to ruin our friendship because of unfair distribution of money. .So, now that the wild geese haven't come back, we have to decide whether to steam or boil it, and who will share how many bites of meat."
"The village chief is right, this is what it should be."
"Yes, we can't ruin our friendship just because of money. ."
The villagers spoke one after another, thinking about struggling to survive in the mountains and the despair at the dock. Everyone cherished the stability now and the good days that were just around the corner.
The village chief was very pleased to hear this, and then told the result of their discussion.
"This is what we discussed, everyone, listen. The capital of one thousand two hundred taels is used to build the valley and build houses for each family. So, if we divide it into one hundred shares, twelve taels per share, who can get it? Just buy as many shares as you have. I estimate that everyone can buy about twenty-five shares. The Li family can buy twenty shares. Mr. Wen and Mrs. Cui will leave five shares for them. If they don't want them, give them to the Li family. The rest. It's fifty shares, and Mr. Ye will take all the money."
Seeing that everyone was a little confused, Li Laoer started to help explain, "To put it simply, if you buy a few shares, you will share the amount of money in the future. For example, if your family buys two shares, then The valley earns one thousand taels of silver a month, and your family will share twenty taels."
"Oh, so that's it, then we understand, it's like everyone gathering flour to bake a big cake, whoever contributes more flour gets divided in the end. The bread is also big." A woman said loudly.
Everyone laughed and said, "Yes, yes, that's what it means."
"We already knew if we had said we would divide the pie."
Because of a piece of pie, the seriousness just now disappeared in the valley, and there was a lot of excitement.
The village chief couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this. He quickly waved his hand to stop everyone from joking, and then said: "Grandma Fu Niu has talked about this with Mr. Ye before. Mr. Ye said that our valley will carry his name in the future, and no one will dare to bully him. . He still gets the capital, but the mountains and valleys belong to our village, and he is not willing to share the dividends or take advantage of the village. Therefore, according to the money invested, part of the dividends he gets will be given away. The few of us After some discussion, the old man realized that he could not let Mr. Ye down.
"So I decided to use this part of the dividend to build a yard for Mr. Ye. In the future, if there are more, we will build a school for the children to study. When we see the house, we can remember Mr. Ye's kindness to us. When our children grow up, they can be like Mr. Ye and protect our family and country!
"Okay, what the village chief said is good! " "
Mr. Ye has treated us badly, and we cannot treat him badly." "
Yes, if we build a yard, our village will also have Mr. Ye's home." "
The villagers responded loudly, feeling grateful in their hearts.
The village chief waved his hand, "As long as everyone agrees, remember what you said today. Don't wait until you have money in the future and talk nonsense in a sour mouth. This one gets too much, that one gets too little. Whoever dares to break our friendship, I will personally drag him back to the mountains and forests to feed the wolves! "