Chapter 116 - 116 115 Cultivation

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116: Chapter 115 Cultivation 116: Chapter 115 Cultivation Bai Hongcai’s mouth twisted into a sly grin, and the mischief was immediately evident. “Don’t worry! If anything goes wrong, it’ll be two or three years from now. By then, we’ll have already climbed the ranks. Who cares about what goes on in the village then? All we need to do is fill our bellies, there’ll be people scrambling to wipe our asses after!” “Alright! Then it’s settled. I’ll go report this project to the mayor straight away. This time, Liu Hun, that deflated calf, is going to be finished along with Wanbao Village!” Lin Fugui slammed his hand on the table, agreeing to the plan. He had to vent the frustration Liu Hun had caused him. Prosperous and thriving, Wanbao Village had just shed its poverty label and was immediately on the cusp of reaching a moderate level of prosperity. However, finding the door to a well-off life still required some pondering by Liu Hun. “All the villagers are willing to participate in our crop-change program. I think we can do it the same way we did with the tea trees,” Qin Yue told Liu Hun, holding a notebook in her hand. She was basically running all the village affairs now. Liu Hun looked at Qin Yue and the others; they had grown fairer and plumper from bathing in the hot springs these days. However, since that incident, he had not visited there anymore. “Uh... we definitely can’t plant grains anymore. That stuff is too much hassle and not profitable. We need to plant some cash crops,” Liu Hun said to the women around him. “Cash crops? What kind of cash crops can we plant?” Fen Ran asked Liu Hun, as she shared the same thoughts. Before Liu Hun could open his mouth, Cai Yan suddenly interjected, “The soil in Wanbao Village isn’t suitable for most cash crops. Some might work, but obviously, for things like fruit trees, it’d take three to five years before there’s any harvest.” As she spoke, Cai Yan flicked the heel of her stocking-clad foot while she trimmed her fingernails with a nail clipper, her attitude nonchalant as if she could give orders without care and occasionally flashed a flirty look. “Three to five years? That would give Lin Fugui and his crowd the gap they need to make us plant grains again in Wanbao Village. If we’re forced to plant grains this time, I’m guessing the poverty relief funds will be gone,” Bai Lian said worriedly. She’d heard about Liu Hun dealing with Lin Fugui at the township government, so if Lin Fugui caught them doing something wrong this time, he’d surely make things difficult for Wanbao Village. “If...” Du Yueling said, biting her finger and frowning as if she was considering something, “What if we did it like buying ancient tea trees, purchasing mature plants for transplantation?” “Even if you all are capable, you still have to wait the first year. Plus, the risk of transplantation is high with a high mortality rate. Most importantly, the price isn’t cheap,” Cai Yan put down her nail clipper, casting a coquettish glance at the surrounding women, noticing that none of them wore the clothes she gave them and wondering if she should be more aggressive in winning them over. The problem Cai Yan mentioned might have been a big deal for others, but not for him. Even if the price of mature fruit trees wasn’t cheap, he was confident that he could make these ancient trees yield a harvest within the same year, and not only would the harvest cover the costs, but it would also turn a handsome profit. “Can you help find mature fruit trees?” Liu Hun asked Cai Yan. Everything was ready now; all he needed was her assistance, like a gust of wind at his back. Cai Yan uncrossed her legs, gazing seriously at Liu Hun and asking, “You... you’re not joking, are you? Are you sure?” “Sure! Absolutely! Definitely! As long as you can do me this favor, I can make thousands of fruit trees settle down in Wanbao Village and flourish,” Liu Hun replied, meeting Cai Yan’s gaze. Others might be bluffing, but when he, Liu Hun, said it, things really happened. A smile curved the corners of Cai Yan’s lips. She was here to expose Liu Hun’s tricks, and she was indeed curious to see how he would make all these transplanted fruit trees survive. “Alright! I’ll take care of it. But if it results in a huge loss, don’t come crying to me,” Cai Yan stood up, tilting her head arrogantly, teasing him like a child, with an assured air of having the upper hand. As always, the proactive Cai Yan quickly made connections for Liu Hun, finding Qiao Guangbi, a large-scale fruit tree seller. “Liu Hun, this is Mr. Qiao from Bishuyuan Responsibility Limited Company,” Cai Yan introduced with a smile, then turned to Qiao Guangbi, “Mr. Qiao, this is Liu Hun.” “A young hero, I’ve heard you’re quite capable from Miss Cai,” Qiao Guangbi said, his eyes sharper than any blade. She’s saying nice things about me? Is this another trap she’s set up? That old man doesn’t look simple, Liu Hun thought to himself while politely responding, “Mr. Qiao is too kind. I’m just a farmer.” “No ordinary farmer! I’ve heard you need a million fruit trees and plan to plant them on less than ideal land. So, I came personally,” Qiao Guangbi continued, “You wouldn’t mind if I take a walk around, would you?” “Mr. Qiao, please feel free,” Liu Hun replied, and let Qin Yue, as village chief, accompany the old man. He lagged behind a few steps, then approached Cai Yan. Today, Cai Yan was wearing a ZARA bodycon skirt that accentuated her perfect figure in every detail. The deep cleavage in the front coupled with a hint of purple lace bra underneath defined a seductive allure. Her plump buttocks showed no sign of underwear lines and looked like they could burst at any time. “Don’t talk! This is a spring makeup look paired with ZARA’s latest pencil skirt. If you don’t know about it, don’t comment,” Cai Yan rushed to speak before Liu Hun could say anything. Since the last time he mocked her smoky makeup, she felt quite self-conscious. “What season do you think it is to still talk about spring? Why are you hung up on spring like a roe deer?” Liu Hun couldn’t help but blurt out, mostly because Cai Yan always appeared in different looks, and they never got along. At first, Liu Hun didn’t think much of it, but then, suddenly, the familiar voice from “Animal World” echoed in his mind, ‘Spring has arrived, the mating season for animals.’ “You! What did you mean by that just now?” Cai Yan, coming to her senses, pointed at Liu Hun and asked. Liu Hun hadn’t expected Cai Yan to catch on, but he didn’t want to waste time on this matter, so he quickly pulled Cai Yan aside and asked, “Let’s talk business, what’s the deal with this Boss Qiao? He seems like no small fry. Plus, why did he come here in person?” Cai Yan crossed her arms and tilted her head in a meaningful way, “Did not expect you to have a sharp eye. Liu Hun, this could be an opportunity for Wanbao Village, or it could be a deep pit!” “How so?” Liu Hun immediately asked. “He’s a gambler! Bishuyuan is just one of his ventures,” Cai Yan said, her smile growing wider. The more Liu Hun heard, the more suspicious he felt. Looking at Cai Yan’s expression, he sensed something fishy, “A gambler?” “You’ll see in a bit,” Cai Yan said with an air of arrogance, then flipped her hair and walked away. It wasn’t until Qiao Guangbi took a tour around Wanbao Village and sat down in Liu Hun’s two-story building that he understood what Cai Yan meant. “You want to bet with me?” Liu Hun asked cautiously. “Yes, a bet! It’s my hobby. I gamble wherever I do business,” Qiao Guangbi said with a hearty laugh, though his eyes were sharp. Hearing this, all the women around except for Cai Yan had no idea what was going on. Although they had their suspicions, they didn’t dare speak out. They knew it was Liu Hun’s place to talk. “I wonder, Boss Qiao, how do you want to place the bet?” Liu Hun asked. He knew his own limits and the limits of Wanbao Village well; he couldn’t afford to dig a hole for himself and the village. Qiao Guangbi chuckled, “It’s simple. Plant these million yuan worth of fruit trees in Wanbao Village. If the survival rate reaches eighty percent, then I lose. You’ll get the trees for free.” The women listened, their hearts sweetened as if they had just had a spoonful of honey, but they still didn’t know what Liu Hun was thinking, so they all looked at him. Liu Hun smiled slightly and asked Qiao Guangbi, “What if I lose?” “If you lose, the cost of the million yuan worth of fruit trees is on you, whether they survive or not. Plus, you’ll have to pay me another million,” Qiao Guangbi said cheerfully, as if a million was just a drop in the bucket for him. He wasn’t here just for profit, but had become interested and had some ideas after hearing about Liu Hun from Cai Yan. “Liu Hun, you should really think this through. It’s not a small sum,” Cai Yan said with a pursed smile, reminding him. She was surprised by Qiao Guangbi’s visit; the money was small change for Qiao Guangbi, so he must have come for Liu Hun. “Slap!” Liu Hun slammed the table and declared, “I’ll take that bet!” “Good! A young man with guts! I’ll come back with the trees, the professionals, and the contract in three days,” Qiao Guangbi said with a laugh, standing up to say goodbye. Three days later, true to his word, Qiao Guangbi brought a large convoy of fruit trees to Wanbao Village. After a round of enthusiastic transformation from agriculture to tree planting, under Liu Hun’s leadership, Wanbao Village bid farewell to grain planting with drumming and dancing, and fully embraced a new chapter. After Qiao Guangbi left, the villagers planted all the trees with great enthusiasm, as if oil had been added to a frying pan, jumping higher than ever. Grapes, cherries, loquats, apples, pears, and apricots were planted not just in the fields but also took up much of the contracted hills. Now Liu Hun was busier than ever, like a blind man guiding another blind man. He was either on the hills or in the fields all day, coming home only to sleep, and waking up as soon as the chickens started crowing. He absolutely couldn’t accept the trees dying in Wanbao Village—it was linked to the future of the entire village and his own.

Chapter 116 - 116 115 Cultivation

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