Chapter 454 No Chicken Can Get Out
But the Lincun man obviously misunderstood the man's reaction.
He squinted his eyes and looked at the two of them, always feeling that this cunning girl from the An family must have bad intentions.
But when he thought about the effects of the renovated resettlement houses in Jiangcun, he felt a little unwilling.
Xinlin Village also has a geographical advantage, and it moved here two years earlier than them.
Some tenants are already fixed.
Unlike them, not only did I move here much later than those in Xinlin Village, I also moved here later than those in Jiang Village.
What's more, Jiangcun has basically renovated the house.
The people of Xinlin Village were worried that the people of Jiang Village would steal their tenants.
But most people know it.
With Jiangcun decorating his house like that, his rent would definitely be higher than theirs.
Those who would go to Jiangcun to rent a house were not necessarily their target customers.
But... the people of Xinlin Village are still unwilling to give in.
They are all resettlement housing. Although they can make money two years earlier, the rent will be obviously higher!
But let them vacate their house and renovate it.
Not to mention whether they are willing to spend the money on decoration.
Their existing tenants are also a source of income that must not be lost.
Moreover, if they come to renovate now, they will obviously be one step behind the people of Jiangcun.
Then we will be even less competitive.
Therefore, Xinlin Village quickly figured out its own positioning.
They had no intention of participating in Lincun's plan to drag them into the fight to snatch tenants after the new year.
After all, compared to Jiangcun, the people of Lincun, who have just received resettlement housing and have nothing, are their competitors!
The people of Lam Tsuen also know their situation, and now they are in an even more difficult situation.
Some people are hesitating whether they should do the same as Jiangcun and complete the decoration first.
In this way, even if we miss the first rental promotion this year, in the long run, we should still be able to compete with Jiangcun.
But considering the general income of nearby factories, it doesn't seem very necessary.
It’s just that Lam Tsuen’s location makes its competitiveness less obvious.
The man from Jiang Village didn't notice the rather ugly expression on the man from Lin Village's face. After he realized what was happening, he quickly pulled An Songyu and the other two to find Jiang Wenlin.
"Village Chief, we're going to start renting out the house early next year. How much should we set the rent for?"
Jiang Wenlin was surrounded by people from Jiang Village. After hearing what he said, everyone reacted.
Yes, although many of their houses have not been fully renovated.
But there are indeed quite a few houses available for rent.
How to rent it out and how much to rent it out at are both problems.
Jiang Wenlin was not in a hurry, as there was plenty of time during the long Spring Festival.
Many people from other places either go home to celebrate the Spring Festival or look for jobs after the Spring Festival.
Basically they will come out around the fifteenth day of the lunar year.
As for those who arrived early, they either already had jobs or places to live.
There aren't many people who would rent their house!
Jiang Wenlin's calmness naturally infected the people of Jiang Village.
On the other hand, in Lin Village, everyone was in a particularly bad mood after hearing the news brought back by the person who had just met An Songyu.
This time, they deliberately chose this place to worship their ancestors, and it was indeed some way of showing off in front of the people of Jiangcun.
But after hearing this news...
Fortunately, they had all finished paying homage to their ancestors and were waiting for dinner. Otherwise, if they said they were living a good life in front of their ancestors, their ancestors would probably not believe them given their expressions.
An Songyu and the other man arrived late, and accompanied by An Songlin, they went to pay their respects before going down the mountain.
At the ancestral hall, a mobile stove made of a large iron oil drum has been set up.
In addition to the roast pork and roast goose used for ancestor worship today, there are also dishes they made on the spot.
Of course, there is also a classic dish that is indispensable to Shuncheng people.
"Looks like we're going to eat boiled chicken again!" Jian Ziyu sighed with mixed feelings when he saw the familiar cooking method over there.
An Songyu also looked over and saw that this delicious dish, which was always present on good days, appeared again.
She couldn't help but think of a joke from later generations, "I guess there really isn't a single chicken that can walk out of Southern Province alive!"
"It's not just Nan Province, we probably won't be able to get out of Shuncheng!" An Songrui, who had just walked over, greeted the two of them and added seriously.
Someone nearby happened to hear what he said, and immediately said seriously: "That must be because there are fewer people raising chickens."
"If we were to live like we did in Jiangcun, we would definitely be able to provide food not only for ourselves but also for people outside Shuncheng!"
"Then you didn't do it when you were in Jiangcun?"
"How could it be possible that it wasn't done?"
Hearing this person's words, the people around immediately looked over.
He said with great pride: "Our Jiangcun Farmhouse is famous not only in Shuncheng."
"Every time the holiday is a little longer, our Jiang Village has welcomed so many people from outside Shuncheng!"
Well, they really couldn't refute this.
For a moment, everyone started to laugh.
They let people outside Shuncheng eat the chickens.
However, when An Songyu and the others sat down at the table together, they still had to eat the boiled chicken.
The person who just answered An Songrui's call came over to their table and took a look around.
Then he said, "Although they are all boiled chicken, the people who make them are different, the chickens used are different, and even the cooking utensils are different, so the taste is very different."
"Try it! I believe the poached chicken we made today is definitely better than what you made at home yesterday!"
An Songyu asked curiously, "Why? Is it because you have some unique skills?"
"Haha! Xiaoyu thinks so much..." Everyone around couldn't help but laugh.
Seeing An Songyu's puzzled expression, the person who had just spoken reluctantly explained to them, "Of course the chicken we used today is better!"
"The chickens we use today are not specially farmed. They are real free-range chickens, just like the chickens you raise in the warehouse."
"Besides that, of course, the fire here is strong, the pot is big, and it's convenient for work!"
All right!
This unexpected yet expected answer made An Songyu finally reach out his chopsticks and pick up a piece of chicken.
Jian Ziyu next to him also forgot about his previous idea of not wanting to eat, and followed his wife to pick up a small piece.
After a careful tasting...
This seems to be more delicious?
For a moment, neither of them knew whether it was influenced by their own thoughts or whether it was the truth.
Just at this moment, An Songlin suddenly said, "Ayu, you should eat more!"
An Songyu looked up, not quite understanding.
An Songlin said with a particularly melancholy look, "Because a lot of these chickens are from our reservoir!"
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