Chapter 1048： boy, you mean it

Before the car entered Zhuyu Village, it was already very bumpy.

The road here is still the kind of primitive soil rammed road surface, because of disrepair for a long time, the road is full of potholes.

In addition, it has been raining heavily in Yangcheng for the past few days, making it even more muddy and difficult to walk.

The two were so dizzy that they finally entered the village.

The body of Chen Xuan's BMW mini was already so muddy that she almost shed tears of distress.

Although the road is not easy to walk, the houses in the village are still acceptable.

Basically, they are self-built peasant buildings, the highest of which is no more than three floors, and the red tiles and white walls are neat.

But the village as a whole for the two of them is lifeless.

A group of dull-eyed old men and old ladies sat in a row on the street, not chatting, just sitting there, as if waiting for death to come.

There are almost no young and middle-aged people in this village, and it is estimated that they have all gone to work outside.

Ye Feng is no stranger to this kind of situation, and it is the same in his hometown. Young laborers go out to work and build houses in their hometown when they earn money, but basically no one comes back.

There are only widowed elderly people and some left-behind children left in the village.

"It's so depressing here." Chen Xuan felt a little heavy when she saw this scene.

"Behind the splendor of the city is the price paid by countless such people. Industrialization took away their sons, husbands, and fathers, but left a group of old, weak, and sick here."

There was helplessness in Ye Feng's voice, but the reality is so cruel.

The arrival of the two of them undoubtedly brought a little different vitality to this lifeless small village.

Several children ran over, jumping and jumping around the BMW mini.

And those old people basking in the sun also looked at them curiously, as if they were surprised that someone would come to their remote village.

"Master, how many families do you have here?" Ye Feng walked up to the group of old people, found a shrewd old man, took out a pack of soft Chinese, and took out one for him.

The old man's eyes lit up immediately, he hurriedly took the cigarette, put it under his nose and sniffed it, showing an expression of enjoyment.

The old men next to him were also staring at the cigarette case, with expectations on their faces.

Ye Feng had no choice but to give everyone one, and everyone immediately took it happily, but they were not willing to smoke, and they all clipped to their ears.

The old man who was the first to get the cigarette was not as good-for-nothing as they were. He lit it up and took two puffs before answering his question.

"Our village has a total of 182 households, 248 adult males, 229 adult females, and minors..."

Ye Feng's eyes lit up, "How do you know so clearly?"

Before the old man could answer, someone rushed to explain, "He is the old party secretary of our village, and he knows everything about our village."

Ye Feng suddenly realized, "So it's still the leader? Disrespect and disrespect."

A smug flash of pride flashed across the old man's old face, but he still pretended to be modest, "A hero doesn't mention how brave he was back then, it's useless when he's old."

Ye Feng rolled his eyes, "You can't say that. When I came here just now, I saw that you are extraordinary at first sight. I didn't expect that I really spotted you."

The old man was even more flattered by his flattery, "Young man, if you have any questions, just ask, as long as it is about our Zhuyu Village, I know everything."

Ye Feng pointed to a farmer's building next to him, "Master, how much does a house like this in your village sell for?"

The old man didn't answer right away, but kept looking at the cigarette case in his hand, as if he was saying, one cigarette per question.

Ye Feng smiled wryly, and simply gave him the pack of cigarettes.

Only then did the old man smile happily, "You young man will come, I like it."

"You mean this house? What is it worth? If we want to sell it, someone has to buy it."

Ye Feng knew that he was telling the truth, even if the houses here were well built, who would buy a house in such a place?

"I mean, if someone buys it, how much do you plan to sell it for?"

"How much..." The old man stroked his gray stubble, stared at Ye Feng, "One hundred thousand?"

As soon as he said this, several old men and women beside him looked at him in disbelief, obviously thinking that he was talking like a lion.

In such a remote place like theirs, they still built their own buildings, and the total cost of labor and materials would not cost 50,000 yuan.

This old thing actually shouted a hundred thousand? It's just darkened.

But this old man is an old party secretary after all, and his prestige in the village is still enough, so they dare not say anything more.

But he didn't know that when Ye Feng heard this number, he felt a burst of joy in his heart.

Once the subway station here is built, it will not be a problem for the housing price to increase tenfold on this basis.

However, he still suppressed the joy in his heart and purposefully said with a sullen face, "One hundred thousand..."

Seeing this, the old man hastily added, "Of course, this price is not impossible to negotiate, and there is still room for reduction..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ye Feng interrupted suddenly, "If I buy it at a price of 100,000 yuan, how many people in the village do you think are willing to sell it?"

A group of old people present were stunned.

This young man won't be kicked in the head by a donkey, will he? You really want to buy it at a price of 100,000 yuan?

Even the old man couldn't sit still, and hurriedly replied: "If you can offer 100,000 yuan, I guarantee that everyone in the village will be willing to sell it."

He was afraid that the rich man would run away, so he even grabbed his arm.

Ye Feng noticed this detail and couldn't help laughing, "Okay, sir, then please help me to talk to them."

"Just buy it at a price of 100,000 yuan. If you negotiate a building, I will give you an extra 1,000 yuan for hard work."