C23 (1/2)

When Chen Sanqiu saw Zhao Qingfan let his wife change the tea leaves, he couldn't help but curl his lips and turn to look at his father, Chen Zu Ying. To his surprise, his father was still sitting calmly on his teacher's chair, as if he had not seen Zhao Qingfan change the tea leaves at all.

”Ancestor Ying, why did you think of contracting Phoenix Mountain?” Zhao Qingfan was holding onto a cup of tea with one hand and the other hand for Chen Sanqiu to drink. He looked at Chen Zu Yin and asked while smiling.

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 completely impressed with the ability of the Village Branch Book. Looking at the teacup Zhao Qingfan had given him, after a long while, Chen Sanqiu finally gave up on the idea of drinking from 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.”

Saying that, Chen Zuyin glared at Chen Sanqiu fiercely.

Chen Sanqiu thought that his father was still the best, lying without blinking an eye, he immediately straightened his neck and said unhappily: ”What if I want to contract a mountain top to plant a tree? So what if you contribute to the country? ”

Zhao Qingfan saw that Chen Sanqiu and Chen Zuyin were about to start fighting, and anxiously advised: ”Your child earned money, has he any dreams? This is a good thing, we cannot 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.”

How come he didn't know that his father was such a cute side. When he came here, his mother, Tan Lianxiang, said it all out, that there were two thousand pills a year, and yet, in the mouth of his father, Chen Zuyin, it became one thousand five hundred.

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 could not take it anymore and immediately jumped up and said angrily: ”Father, I earned three hundred thousand from saving others right? 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 Zu Yin was startled, he did not think that Chen Sanqiu would actually say such a thing, and stared blankly, damn, how could he say such words?

Wasn't this Lu Fu?

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

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