Vol 2 Chapter 153: 1 sentence change

Lord Snowhawk, Dragon King Legend, Super Soldier King, Cultivation of Overwhelming Clouds, Supreme Master of Martial Arts, King of the Night, My Neighbor is Banshee, Legend of Fairy Wood
"Zhaojiagou is in front of you. It is said that Zhaojiagou is very chaotic recently. You must be careful. The realtors of the real estate industry are dark. Many people are hurt by the land." The driver, who spoke poorly, said to Si Fan, let alone how annoying those who are in the real estate business.
Si Fan, sitting in the co-pilot's seat, laughed with a little embarrassment.
He is the realtor said by others! But he wasn't ill-intentioned ... but these were useless. The truth of the matter is that it was scourged by that rat feces. There are always some unscrupulous businessmen who harm the people in order to benefit the little ones and toss the civilians who are easy to bully.
Si Fan really wanted to point at those people's noses and ask, if they knew or didn't know what it means to be vulnerable to abuse by the people, it ’s hard to deceive God! Someone will clean them up someday.
Biting his teeth, Sifan sat in a taxi and watched a special construction vehicle for demolition slowly enter the village. He was distressed when he saw it.
It used to be a place of cultural gatherings. Once upon a time, ancient city bricks were burned here, but now they are being spotted by real estate developers to build tall buildings.
I have to say this is sad. Close to the city, this village has the value of building high-rises, but it has to bury their tradition. The entire Zhaojiagou people are descendants of the kiln workers of the year. Even in the war-torn era, it still hasn't changed, but now there is no way out.
The kiln workers who used to burn porcelain at that time are now masters, and those who are carving are also big people. Only they burn bricks are worthless.
The taxi stopped at the village entrance. It's impossible to get inside, because here you can feel the busyness of the village. When she first came in, Si Fan wasn't the villagers who made herself embarrassed.
The people standing in front of him even knew Sifan actually, and the friendship was not too simple!
But this friendship is not a good friendship, but a real enemy. Because this person is actually the local tyrant Diao Sanshan who was beaten by himself.
At this time, Diao Sanshan took a dozen people at the same time standing at the entrance of the village and pointing at the lush green hills in front of him. He was a bit of a pointer to the mountains and rivers. Next to him were several domestic real estate tycoons, who all possessed Many shares, most of which have participated in that auction.
Naturally, they are the winners in their hearts, and Diao Sanshan did not tell these people the final result that made him ugly.
"Diao Sanshan! Do you really want to develop Zhaojiagou?" Siao Fan, who looked at Diao Sanshan opposite, shouted aloud and walked towards the guy with the smile of the winner.
He turned ugly, looking at the roots of Si Fan, who had a bit of hatred.
"It's me! I have almost acquired all the land here, and there is only one final kiln factory left. As soon as the acquisition is complete, our company's next plan will be executed. You are late!" He gritted his teeth. Said. At this time, the dust had settled for him, and naturally he could reveal it.
Si Fan smiled: "What you want to develop is your business. It has nothing to do with me. I'm here to purchase construction materials! If you continue, I won't bother!"
He casually said, go straight to the hillside of the village, and from there you can see the village's kiln factory. This village with more than a hundred people is not thriving, and it can even be said that only the left-behind old people still live here.
Those young people have already rushed to the beautiful big cities and enjoyed their life.
Only they are still living in the countryside, but now nothing left by the old ancestors can bring them enough profit. They are also about to head for the city.
If the house and land in the home are sold, Chengli's children can also change into a house.
This is their dream of a lifetime.
As long as those who oppose their dreams will not end well, it is like Zhao Mubai who is a man with a praying arm. He defended his last hope with fireworks bought by almost all his possessions.
After walking through the whole village for more than ten minutes, after climbing up the hillside, Si Fan could already see the villagers who wore pot lids and basins as if they were shielders, slowly moving forward slowly while walking and crying.
"Zhao Mubai! Do n’t set off fire! Our brothers are compelled to do so, why do you say that you are so hard! The village will be demolished to build high-rises sooner or later, what are you keeping this old kiln mouth for! It's not that Zhaojiagou long ago! "The thick man in his forties who was in the forefront shook his legs step by step, shouting loudly to cheer himself up.
The white Zhao Mu family on the hillside is fully equipped, and there is no need to yell at his throat.
He picked up the loudspeaker next to him and shouted, "Zhao Sixi! If your boy goes up a distance of ten meters, I will blast you! I will have to see your family if you lack arms and legs. Can you continue to mix in the magic? "
In a word, strike directly at Zhao Sixi's heart, everything is for his son! My wife has been remarrying for more than ten years. What has she been desperately doing these years? Is his own son.
If you get hurt! It also weighs on his son.
Thinking of this, Zhao Sixi's speed is also slow, and her legs and feet are also unfavorable. When he sat on the ground, he was left crying.
"One of you is the village chief and the other is the heir of the kiln factory. Why bother me with this bitterness! Is it okay if I leave?"
Immediately the other people were standing still, and I wondered if it was really rushing forward.
They also have family.
The village chief jumped anxiously in the crowd.
"Zhao Mubai, don't have more trouble. This time we will get a lot of money for each household in our village, and then we can add money to move to the city. If this kiln mouth is to make money, our family Even if it is dead, it stays at ~ EbookFREE.me ~, but it doesn't make money but drags down the whole family! "The village chief hysterically shouted.
He is going crazy.
Those on the mountain were equally crazy. They cannot go up or down.
In the distance, Diao Sanshan looked at the excitement and discussed development projects here. As for Si Fan, they didn't care at all. This is almost a matter of course. Development is a fortune for these farmers. How can they give up this money.
Only Si Fan was struggling to follow the dirt road stepped out by centuries of time.
"Zhao Mubai! I'm Si Fan! Today I'm here to send you money!" Si Fan shouted loudly, the voice was very loud. Attracted everyone's attention.
Send money! What a desirable word.
"When will the batch of antique bricks I ordered burn out! Let's say it is good! I can use it in a hurry!" Roared.
All villagers gave way and let Si Fan go up.
This demolition thing ... seems to be able to delay for a while. If the bricks are burned in the village first, can every household have a job! Make money!
The land is yours and can be sold at any time. Bricks have rarely been sold for so many years.
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