The village chief's words not only left everyone in the meeting room speechless, but even the young and old outside the window fell silent.

Three million!

It's not three hundred yuan, you can't just squeeze it out.

Someone outside the window scoffed, "Why all this fuss if you don't have the money? All that talk and action is just a cold shower in the middle of winter, leaving you feeling completely chilled!!"

Everyone had different expressions.

Some people agreed, some were disappointed, some were happy, and some left quietly.

Jiang Shiyue took in the villagers' expressions calmly.

When the villagers' voices gradually died down, Jiang Shiyue spoke: "That's why I'm standing here."

Everyone was stunned, and for a moment no one understood what it meant.

Someone replied bluntly, "Miss Jiang, are you going to pay for this?"

Jiang Shiyue shook her head. "I can't come up with three million. I can find a way to raise the money, so don't worry about it. I hope everyone will consider it carefully. If everyone in the village agrees to the demolition, I will take care of the rest."

The village chief said, "It's impossible to decide something this big right away. Let's have a meeting to discuss it."

***

It was the first time that Jiang Shiyue left Shajia Village so happily.

This time it should be a sure thing.

After leaving Yingcheng, Jiang Shiyue did not rush back to school, but went to the port instead.

Now without the Internet, many things are inconvenient to do, but there are also many loopholes to exploit.

For example, Jiang Shiyue obtained her household registration and the licenses of two companies through Duan Kunze and He Tianning.

Take a boat from Yingcheng to Xiangjiang and it's just across the street.

Jiang Shiyue bought some hard-to-find items on the other side of the river and returned to Huacheng before dark.

From a distance, he saw a new truck parked in front of his small white building and couldn't help but speed up.

When I got there, I saw Li Xiao and Liuzi busy unloading the truck.

Jiang Shiyue parked the car and walked forward, "Sixth Brother, why did you come here in person?"

"This batch of goods is quite valuable. The Fourth Master is worried, so he came to take a look."

"The Fourth Master is here too?"

"Yes. It's inside the house." Liuzi pointed to the living room.

Jiang Shiyue raised her eyebrows and glanced at the goods that had just been unloaded.

Packaging is not that fancy these days, and you can’t tell what many products are just by looking at the packaging.

Since the beginning of this semester, she has been working with Mr. Qiao Si to do some business.

Sell the things from Huacheng to Yincheng, and sell the things from Yincheng to Huacheng.

Mr. Qiao Si is responsible for the sale and purchase of goods in Yincheng, the transportation drivers and the sales in Huacheng.

Jiang Shiyue is responsible for purchasing goods in Huacheng, and occasionally uses the spare room in his home as a warehouse.

In fact, the most traditional profiteers make money from the price difference of goods.

For example, in Flower City, many fruits are cheap, but when they are shipped to the north, they become rare and sell at high prices.

You can always make a few cents or even a few dollars from every pound.

It doesn't sound like much, but it adds up.

For example, sugarcane is grown in many fields in the south, but it is worthless. A piece of sugarcane costs only a few cents. But in Yincheng, Mr. Qiao Si sells a piece of sugarcane for one yuan and makes half the profit.

One truck can carry about 20,000 kilograms, and you can earn about 10,000 yuan at a time. After deducting tolls and labor costs, you can make a net profit of at least 8,000 to 9,000 yuan.

Moreover, the goods they trade are not just fruits, but also clothes, daily necessities, and hardware.

In the past three months, I have made about ten trips back and forth and earned about 80,000 yuan.

Jiang Shiyue took 20%, which is 16,000 yuan.

This amount of money was not much for her, but the risk was borne by Fourth Master Qiao, so he should naturally take the lion's share.

Being a profiteer was also illegal in 1979.

These trips were just exploratory, and we pretended to be doing small business, so if we were checked or intercepted, the losses wouldn't be big.

After a few trips, we found a safe route with fewer checkpoints.

Mr. Qiao Si was also a ruthless man. Seeing that this business had potential, he decisively added another truck and even asked Liuzi to come along to escort the truck.

The goods on the truck were first unloaded in Jiang Shiyue's yard, and after being stacked, they were covered tightly with waterproof cloth.

It is still the era of coupons, and major business is between state-owned factories.

Individuals are simply not allowed to do such a large business.

Jiang Shiyue didn't say anything and first unloaded the rare things he had found in his car, opened the passenger door and put the things in.

The items she bought this time were all electronic products, such as a micro recorder.

There are many types of goods sold by humans, but the quantity of each type is small.

This bag in my hand is worth about a thousand or eight hundred yuan if I pour it out.

Jiang Shiyue put her bag away, closed the car door, walked back two steps, remembered something, came back and opened the car door again, stepped on the steps to glance into the car, and her face suddenly turned bad.

Liuzi noticed her movements and rushed over to close the car door, "Student Jiang, you..."

Jiang Shiyue ignored him, turned around and walked towards the room, with obvious anger in her steps.

He pushed open the door of his house with great force.

Mr. Qiao Si heard the noise and looked over.

Jiang Shiyue snorted coldly, "The Fourth Master is quite the sociable person."

Sitting on her sofa, drinking her tea and eating her melon seeds.

"Look how stingy you are!" Fourth Master Qiao raised his chin to indicate the gift placed on the corner of the coffee table, "I won't eat yours for free."

Jiang Shiyue sat opposite Fourth Master Qiao, her face still grim. "Fourth Master, isn't it good to live a good life?"

"Hmm?" Mr. Qiao Si was confused. He didn't understand what Jiang Shiyue meant by such a nonsensical sentence.

"We're just dealing in clothes, shoes, fruits, and vegetables, so that's fine! How come you're dealing in tobacco too? If anything goes wrong, you could end up in jail for life."

"I'm the one sitting here, what are you afraid of?" Fourth Master Qiao squinted at Jiang Shiyue. "The man is mine, the car is mine, and most of the goods are mine too. What are you afraid of?"

Jiang Shiyue: “…”

It seems so.

Fourth Master Qiao continued, "Besides, if I'm brave, does that mean you're timid? You're just a little girl in your early twenties, and you dare to meddle in the real estate market? Are you afraid of my little business?"

"It's different." Jiang Shiyue frowned.

But I don’t know how to explain it.

She knew how the economy would develop in the future, but Mr. Qiao Si didn't.

She knew that real estate would be a huge success in the future, but all Mr. Qiao could see was the huge profits from reselling tobacco.

Tobacco has always been a highly profitable industry.

For example, Mr. Qiao Si could bring a batch of cigarettes from Yincheng to the next city and sell them for a few cents more, and then buy some local cigarettes from the next city and sell them in another city.

A box of cigarettes costs a few cents, a pack of cigarettes costs a few dollars, and a box costs several hundred dollars.

By buying and selling along the way, the profit of a single trip can exceed ten thousand yuan.

And it sells better than what they were doing before.

Basically turn from left hand to right hand.

Jiang Shiyue could understand it, but could not accept it.

"Fourth Master, aren't you afraid of the worst?"

"Everything I do isn't a possibility. Isn't running a black market a possibility? There are more and more people setting up stalls now, and the government has basically started to turn a blind eye. My other businesses have also been affected to some extent. I'm a person who lives on the edge of a knife, so naturally, everything I do is also on the edge of a knife."

"If you insist on doing this, then let's go our separate ways!" Jiang Shiyue said in a calm voice.