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Chapter 93 Making a Fence

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    After the five or six acres of vegetable land were destroyed by the blind bear again, He Fan surrounded it with a fence so that few animals could destroy it.

    This hundred acres of land is indeed quite large. If it is not fenced off, if a certain area is destroyed by an unknown animal, it may not be discovered for a while if you are not careful. Therefore, a fence is very necessary.

    He Fan had to cut bamboos and branches to surround the fences of the five or six acres of vegetable fields, which took four or five days.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? out out of 100 acres of land, it would be a big project to encircle the entire area, and it would definitely not be completed in a short time without help.

    But finding a construction team to build a fence seemed too fussy. He Fan thought about it and came up with a solution:

    "Yes!"

    The villagers in Qinghe Village basically have nothing else to do except working in the fields every day. They are much better at building fences and other tasks than He Fan.

    Whose yard in Qinghe Village is not surrounded by a fence made of bamboo and branches?

    He Fan planned to ask the villagers to help, so he made up his mind and told his parents about the idea. He Weihai and his wife also agreed. This could also increase some extra income for the villagers who had less time to farm.

    He Fan went to the old village chief's house again and asked the whole village to work. It was difficult for him as a junior to ask, so it was best to let the old village chief come forward.

    After arriving at the old village chief¡¯s house, the old village chief welcomed He Fan in. He also knew that He Fan didn¡¯t go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything, so he asked:

    "Son, if there is anything that my old man can do for you when you come here this time, just say it. If I can help, my old man will definitely help!"

    He Fan briefly explained the purpose of his visit:

    "Second uncle, you know that a hundred acres of wasteland have been opened on the back mountain to grow vegetables. I have recently been thinking about enclosing this hundred acres of wasteland with fences. This work cannot be done by two or three people, so I would like to ask you  Come forward and ask the villagers to help me. When the time comes, I will pay one hundred yuan per person per day, what do you think?"

    Previously, He Fan wanted to give each person two hundred per day. This amount of money was nothing to him, but his parents felt it was inappropriate. It was not that they were reluctant to give up the money, but that it was too ostentatious. After all, this is a ravine, not a city.  .

    After hearing what He Fan said, the old village chief puffed his pipe:

    "You kid, you are not paid for your wages. You are all from the village. I asked them to help you. You were a big help to us last time!"

    He Fan knew that the old village chief was referring to solving the problem of water sources, but he still insisted:

    "That's different. There's no reason to let everyone work for nothing. Besides, I don't need the money now. Just do what I said. One hundred yuan is not a lot of money. It's a little thought from me!"

    The old village chief nodded. One hundred yuan was indeed a lot for a country man. It was not easy to make money in the valley. He could get one hundred yuan a day for helping weave fences, which was pretty good.

    "Okay, I will go door to door to notify you later, and ask those who are idle to help!"

    With these words from the old village chief, He Fan felt relieved:

    ¡°Second uncle, I¡¯ll trouble you!¡±

    "Hey, you kid, why bother? My old man is still waiting to earn your one hundred yuan!"

    He Fan was at a loss for words. It seemed that his second uncle also planned to go up the mountain to help him weave a fence. He was already seventy or eighty years old. It would be bad if something happened on the mountain, but it would not be good if he did not let the second uncle go.  , he had an idea and said:

    "Okay, how about you work as a supervisor for me these days, and the salary is two hundred yuan a day?"

    How could the old village chief He Shoutian not know that He Fan was trying to honor himself in a different way? What kind of supervisor? Where did the supervisor from the countryside say this?

    He Shoutian has lived like a human spirit all his life, and said with a smile: "Okay, I will be your overseer!"

    After the matter was settled, He Fan chatted with the old village chief for a while before saying goodbye and going home.

    Early the next morning, many villagers gathered on the small road in Qinghe Village and rushed to He Fan's house with hatchets in hand.

    "These villagers are also very busy. Anyway, the water source is now solved and there is nothing going on in the fields. It is no problem to leave them alone for a few days, so they are ready to go to the mountains early in the morning to help.

    Yesterday, the old village chief went door-to-door to inform people that He Fan had promised to pay him a hundred yuan a day. If not everyone was from the countryside, would this good thing be the turn of people like him?

    So everyone got up early and prepared to go up the mountain to help. He Fan was thinking about everyone, and everyone couldn¡¯t be lazy.??Yes?

    Country people are simple and simple, and they don¡¯t think about leaving at a later time, so that they can procrastinate for an extra day or two and get two extra days of wages.

    He Fan was also startled when he saw these villagers waiting at the gate of the courtyard with hatchets so early.

    There are a total of forty or fifty villagers, all of whom have been doing farm work all their lives. Weaving fences and other things are trivial tasks that can be done easily.

    Moreover, only one person from each family came. Firstly, the rest of the family could take care of the fields. Secondly, if the whole family came to earn He Fan¡¯s wages, they really couldn¡¯t afford to lose their temper. Even a capable person would think it was a shame.  Take advantage!

    He Fan also sighed in his heart. If he were to find a construction team in the city, no one else would be willing to pay him two hundred yuan a day. He also had to take care of the food. But this group of villagers were different. When it was time to eat, they could just go down the mountain and go home to eat.  That¡¯s it, you¡¯ll definitely work harder than the construction team!

    The old village chief said with a smile:

    "He Fan, I've called everyone for you. What's the matter? You guys can't wait to earn your one hundred yuan."

    Everyone knew that the old village chief was joking, so the villagers all burst into laughter.

    He Fan was about to lead the villagers up the mountain, but found that his parents were also holding hatchets and preparing to join them. At that time, several black lines appeared on his head.

    Mom and Dad obviously have the mentality of small farmers, thinking that by going up to the mountain to help, they can save their son two hundred yuan.

    However, He Fan knew that there was no need to persuade them, so he just went with them. When his parents led the villagers back to the mountain, He Fan discovered that the charming Zhao Fenran was following behind, carrying a hatchet.

    He Fan quickly stopped her:

    "Sister Fenran, why are you joining in the fun? Aren't you afraid that the hatchet will hurt you?"

    Zhao Fenran was stopped by He Fan and said with a smile: "Why, you think my sister can't do the work, so I'm not allowed to earn wages!"

    Looking at the fairy-like beauty in front of him, He Fan was also helpless:

    "Well, you don't have to go up the mountain. It's not easy to cut branches on the mountain. You can be responsible for delivering tea and water up the mountain once in the morning and afternoon. How about I give you 150 yuan a day, but you can't tell others.  ah."

    Although there is no need to take care of the food, after all, the villagers have to work for a day, so tea is still indispensable, so we might as well let Zhao Fenran be in charge.

    " If others know that Zhao Fenran only needs to deliver tea, he can earn fifty more than them. How can he gossip? He Fan still knows this truth, not worrying about the scarcity of people but the inequality.

    When Zhao Fenran heard He Fan¡¯s words, his face showed joy:

    "As expected, my sister's love for you has not been in vain. Don't worry, no one else will know about our affairs!"

    When he said this, Zhao Fenran couldn't hide the charming look on his face, and He Fan looked distracted.

    It¡¯s just that Zhao Fenran deliberately kept his words vague. He Fan said with a wry smile: ¡°Sister, don¡¯t talk nonsense. What do you mean, if others have heard about our affairs, they still don¡¯t know how to spread it!¡±

    Zhao Fenran rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Why, what are you going to spread? Will you be at a disadvantage?"

    After saying that, he drifted away and went home to prepare tea, leaving a dumbfounded He Fan in place.

    "She is really a fairy. Well, Sister Fenran is actually quite good as a wife. She is only a few years older"

    He Fan was thinking wildly. Zhao Fenran was young and charming. For boys, it was simply hard to refuse!

    At this moment, the back mountain is already very hot.

    The villagers used the hatchets they brought to cut down bamboo and branches in the nearby woods, and weaved fences in three or two strokes. The old village chief watched happily, saying he was supervising the work, but in fact he was just wandering around.

    The villagers at No. 40 and 50 in Qinghe Village worked hard, and in just three days, a full 100 acres of wasteland was surrounded by fences made of bamboo and branches.

    Several simple fence gates were left on all sides as entrances and exits, and He Fan was very satisfied with this.

    The villagers were also frightened by He Fan's courage and craftsmanship. This was a hundred acres of wasteland. It took three days to fence it off. How much business were they planning to do?

    It used to be an excavator and a bulldozer. No wonder they built such a large piece of land on this mountain.

    Someone gave He Fan a slap in the face. The villagers' wages in the past three days alone cost 14,000 to 5,000 yuan!

    What kind of concept is this? Ordinary farmers may not be able to have so much money left at the end of the year after working hard for a year. After taking into account their own expenses, He Fan spent it in three days.

    "It seems that the boy from He Weihai's family is really prosperous!" This is the consensus of the villagers in Qinghe Village.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)hlnovel.com
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