Chapter 1048 [1048] Young man, are you serious?

The car was already very bumpy before it even entered Zhuyu Village.

The roads here are still the original compacted earth roads, but due to years of disrepair, the roads are full of potholes.

In addition, there was heavy rain in Guangzhou these days, making the road even more muddy and difficult to travel.

The two men were dizzy and disoriented before they finally entered the village.

The body of Chen Xuan's BMW mini was covered in mud, and she was so distressed that she almost cried.

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

Most of them are self-built farmers' buildings, the tallest of which is no more than three stories high, with neatly decorated red tiles and white walls.

But the overall impression the village gave the two was that it was lifeless.

A group of old men and women with dull eyes 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. I guess they have all gone out to work.

Ye Feng is not unfamiliar with this situation. It is the same in his hometown. Young laborers go out to work and build houses in their hometown with the money they earn, but basically no one comes back.

Only lonely elderly people and some left-behind children are left in the village.

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

"Behind the city's glory, there are countless people like this who have suffered the price. Industrialization has taken away their sons, husbands, and fathers, but has left a group of old, weak, and sick people here."

There was a sense of helplessness in Ye Feng's voice, but reality was so cruel.

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

Several children came over and jumped around the BMW mini.

The old men who were basking in the sun looked at them with curiosity, as if they were surprised that someone would come to their remote little village.

"Uncle, how many households are there here?" Ye Feng walked up to the group of old people, found an old man who looked a little shrewd, took out a pack of soft Zhonghua cigarettes, and gave him one.

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

The old men nearby were also staring at the cigarette box, with a look of anticipation on their faces.

Ye Feng had no choice but to give each person one. Everyone immediately took it with joy, but none of them were willing to smoke it, so they all clipped it on their ears.

The first old man who got the cigarette was not as useless as the others. He lit it directly, took two puffs, and then answered his question.

"There are a total of 182 households in our village, 248 adult males, 229 adult females, and 18 minors..."

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

Before the old man could answer, someone nearby rushed to explain, "He is the old Party Secretary of our village. He knows everything about our village."

Ye Feng suddenly realized, "So you are still the leader? I am so sorry." A hint of pride flashed across the old man's face, but he still pretended to be humble, "A hero doesn't brag about his past achievements. I am old and useless now."

Ye Feng rolled his eyes and said, "You can't say that. When I came here just now, I saw that you were extraordinary at first sight. I didn't expect that I was right."

The old man was flattered by his flattery and said, "Young man, if you have any questions, feel free to ask. As long as it is about Zhuyu Village, I know everything."

Ye Feng pointed to a farmer's building next to him and said, "Uncle, how much do houses like this in your village usually sell for?"

The old man did not answer immediately, but kept glancing at the cigarette box in his hand, as if to say, one cigarette for each question.

Ye Feng immediately smiled bitterly and simply gave him the whole box of cigarettes.

The old man smiled happily and said, "You are a capable young man. I like you."

"What are you talking about this house? What is it worth? If we want to sell it, we need someone to buy it."

Ye Feng knew that he was telling the truth. No matter how well the houses here were built, who would come to buy a house in such a place?
"I mean, if someone wants to buy it, how much do you plan to sell it for?"

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

As soon as he said this, several old men and women nearby looked at him in disbelief, obviously thinking that he was asking for too much.

In such a remote place like theirs, and they were building their own building, the total cost including labor and materials was less than 50,000 yuan.

This old guy actually asked for 100,000 right away? He is really evil-hearted.

However, this old man is the old branch secretary after all, and he has enough prestige in the village, so they didn't dare to say much.

But what he didn't know was that when Ye Feng heard this number, he felt secretly delighted.

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

However, he still suppressed the joy in his heart and deliberately frowned, "One hundred thousand..."

Seeing this, the old man hurriedly added, "Of course, this price is not off-limits. There is still room for reduction..."

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

The group of elderly people present were stunned.

Did this young man get kicked in the head by a donkey? He actually wanted to buy it at a price of 100,000 yuan?
Even the old man couldn't sit still anymore and quickly replied: "If you can offer 100,000 yuan, I guarantee that everyone in the village will be willing to sell."

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 but want to laugh, "Okay, uncle, then please help me talk to them."

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

(End of this chapter)