Seeing this, Zhou Dazhu gritted his teeth and said, "Don't try that! Who knows if what you said is true or not?"
At this moment, the village chief Wang Fugui came over and said with a smile: "What's going on, everyone?"
Zhou Dazhu stepped forward quickly: "Village Chief, this back mountain..."
"Zhou Dazhu, what's wrong with you? You caused a big fuss yesterday in the back mountain, and even set fire to it, almost burning it down. Now you're causing trouble again? I haven't settled the score with you yet."
Wang Fugui's words were already filled with anger.
Zhou Dazhu's expression changed: "This..."
Chen Changyuan seized the opportunity and said loudly, "Village Chief, since Zhou Dazhu has objections to the contract, why not call a meeting of the villagers now and clarify the matter?"
Wang Fugui squinted his eyes and looked at Zhou Dazhu, then nodded and said, "Alright, let's talk about yesterday's arson incident as well."
Half an hour later, the villagers gathered in the courtyard of the village office one after another.
Zhou Dazhu stood in the crowd, whispering to the people around him from time to time.
Chen Changyuan pulled out a notebook from his pocket and walked to the middle of the yard. "My dear uncles and aunts, I know you are worried that my contracting the back mountain will affect your interests. Today I will settle the accounts for you all."
He opened the notebook and cleared his throat: "How much money did our village make from collecting medicinal herbs last year?"
"About three or four hundred yuan."
Someone responded.
"right."
Chen Changyuan nodded. "But if we cultivate it scientifically, do you know how much one acre of land can produce? Take angelica for example, one acre of land can produce at least 500 kilograms of dried products."
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