Chapter 137 This money is for the village
The news that Yang Fan found a giant Ganoderma lucidum on the mountain soon spread throughout the village.
Everyone went to Grandma Xu’s house to watch the fun, and watched around the pile of Ganoderma lucidum the size of a washbasin.
Grandpa Wu squatted in front of the big pile of Ganoderma lucidum, his face was excited, and he kept sighing, "Good Ganoderma lucidum, this Ganoderma lucidum is really good!"
He is an expert in traditional Chinese medicine. This Ganoderma lucidum was of better quality than any other Ganoderma lucidum he had seen on the market.
"This is Ganoderma lucidum. Why does it grow so big?" Aunt Zhang asked curiously.
She has only seen Ganoderma lucidum on TV, but has never seen Ganoderma lucidum in person. Aren’t the Ganoderma lucidum displayed on TV just small flowers? Why is this Ganoderma lucidum so big?
Fu Cancan took the results he had just searched on his mobile phone and said to Aunt Zhang: "This is giant Ganoderma lucidum."
"It turns out to be this kind of Ganoderma lucidum..." Aunt Zhang's gaze Looking back and forth between her mobile phone and Ganoderma lucidum, "The Ganoderma lucidum on this mobile phone It doesn’t look as good as Yang Fan’s Ganoderma lucidum.”
Of course it’s different. Those are ordinary Ganoderma lucidum. The Ganoderma lucidum found by Yang Fan has spiritual energy on it. Even if ordinary people can’t see the spiritual energy, they can just see it. From the appearance, the quality of her Ganoderma lucidum is very good.
Many other people had never seen this kind of Ganoderma lucidum, and they all took out their mobile phones to take pictures.
Luo Cheng sighed while taking pictures, "Fortunately we are leaving tomorrow."
If we had left today, how would we have seen such good things.
He has seen a lot of Ganoderma lucidum, but none of it is as good as this. He wants to buy it.
Before he could ask Yang Fan if he could sell it, Han Musen spoke first, "Master, do you sell this Ganoderma lucidum?"
He was wealthy and said, "Master, I want to buy your Ganoderma lucidum. You can pay as much as you want."
Wang Dequan looked at Han Musen, who also looked at him, and the two of them Their eyes met, and the latter smiled at him, "Sir, the one with the highest price for this Ganoderma lucidum will get it."
Faced with his provocation, Wang Dequan just smiled. The young man was really impatient. There was a Chinese doctor named Wu here, how could he snatch this Ganoderma lucidum from him?
Grandpa Wu was brought back to reality by his words, his reaction was half a beat slow, and he hurriedly said, "Master, I want to buy this Ganoderma lucidum!"
He must buy such a good medicinal material.
Everyone looked at Yang Fan.
"I just sold it to you, one thousand and one kilograms." Yang Fan said: "This Ganoderma lucidum weighs sixteen kilograms."
No need to weigh it, she knew it when she held the Ganoderma lucidum. How many pounds does it weigh.
The price of Ganoderma lucidum on the market is more than 200 to less than 300 per pound. This is a wild giant Ganoderma nourished by spiritual energy. Its medicinal value is many times better than other Ganoderma lucidum. The price is only Divide it.
Wu Bohan nodded repeatedly and said yes, such good Ganoderma lucidum is not expensive at 1,000 yuan per catty, and he got the advantage.
Since the master designated Ganoderma lucidum to be sold to this old man, Han Musen didn't say anything about increasing the price. He looked at Wu Bohan and felt that the old man looked familiar, but for a while he couldn't remember who he was.
One thousand and one catty, sixteen catties, which is sixteen thousand yuan.
Grandpa Wu happened to bring some cash and immediately gave the money to Yang Fan.
Yang Fan got sixteen thousand yuan and turned around and gave the money to Li Wenlin.
"Uncle Wenlin, I will give you this money. Please find someone to redecorate the outside of the houses in the village. If the money is not enough, I will make up for it."
Many houses in the village are peeling off their walls, and the exterior walls of many unoccupied houses are stained with mold. There are only a few people in the village, and with houses like this, the whole village looks dilapidated and desolate.
Li Wenlin was stunned for a moment, then smiled happily. He took the money readily, "No problem, I will definitely handle this matter."
These two days He is still thinking about this matter. If the village wants to develop, the appearance of these houses must first be repainted. Otherwise, when tourists come and see the houses like this, they will definitely not be willing to live there, which will affect the development.
But painting a house costs money, and the village committee has no money. If the villagers are asked to do it by themselves, they will definitely not be happy, and there are few people in the house, and even those at home are still old people. This kind of thing They can't make the decision either.
He was worried about how to deal with this matter. Now Yang Fan offered to help the village solve this problem. Li Wenlin was very moved. Yang Fan is such a good kid!
Several other non-locals admired Yang Fan even more. The master had a big personality and even thought about the people in the village when he got rich.
People in the village did not expect that Yang Fan would use this money to buy a house in the village. Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, but no one said anything for a while.
After a long time, Aunt Zhang spoke, "Yang Fan, how can we ask you to pay for our house."
Grandma Xu also disagreed, "It's not easy for you to make money as a child. What do we do? If we want to repaint the house, we will pay for it ourselves.”
Grandma Zhou nodded repeatedly, yes, how could she be asked to pay to help them buy a house.
Grandma Yang also wanted to say that Yang Fan didn’t need to pay her, but someone touched her from behind. She turned around and saw that the person standing behind her was Grandpa Yang.
Grandpa Yang and Grandma Yang are cousins, and the former gave her a look.
The forest where Yang Fan picked up the Ganoderma lucidum belonged to the Wang family and not to the Yang Fan family. Moreover, Yang Fan only rented the land on the mountainside, not the forest on the top.
Besides, they helped deal with Yang Xiuwen’s funeral before, so this money should be given to them.
Grandma Yang had a simple mind and failed to understand the meaning of his eyes. Her lips moved and she wanted to ask him why he was poking her, but Yang Fan spoke again.
"I picked up this Ganoderma lucidum on the mountain. If you think about it, it belongs to the village. It is appropriate to use this money for everyone to use."
Hearing what Yang Fan said, Grandpa Yang He nodded with satisfaction, right, that’s how it was.
Suddenly, his eyes met Yang Fan's gaze, and the satisfied expression on his face suddenly froze.
Her eyes were deep, as if she could see through what he was thinking, which made him feel uncomfortable.
In just a moment, she looked away as quickly as if it was his illusion.
Yang Fan smiled and said, "Okay, let's just say it. I will trouble Uncle Wenlin to worry about this matter."
Li Wenlin: "Don't worry, I will definitely take care of the matter. Okay!”
After the matter was done, Yang Fan went home without saying a few words.
On the way back, she kept feeling that she had forgotten something.
"Ouch~" Suddenly a howl came from the basket.
Yang Fan suddenly remembered that she had forgotten something, and Lao Hei was still bundled in the basket.
She hurriedly put down the basket and untied the vines on the little white tiger. After being freed, it immediately jumped out of the basket.
Due to standing for too long, my hind legs were sore and I almost fell to the ground, walking tremblingly.
It looked up at Yang Fan with sad eyes.
Human, you actually forgot Lord White Tiger, and it took you so long to release me.
Yang Fan smiled and touched its head, "Sorry, there were too many people just now, so I accidentally forgot."
Hmph~ Since you apologized, I will reluctantly forgive you.
The little white tiger proudly turned his head and ran into the yard with a poop.
There was nothing to forget now, Yang Fan walked into the yard with confidence.
At this time, the four people picking up mushrooms on the mountain were still looking longingly at the direction Yang Fan had just left.
When will the master (boss) come down?