After receiving Yingnuo, Mr. Yan was very happy and smiled. If he hadn't arrived in the village, he would have asked Wang Guan to drive back to see the fluorescent resin as soon as possible. At the same time, the villagers were very happy to see a few people coming. However, since most of the young and strong people were busy clearing the land, only the elderly and some children came to greet him.

Wang Guan and others were not concerned about this, but were very happy. After all, seeing the mountains and fields full of passion, it means that they did not help in vain. People who do good deeds do not ask for anything in return. They are most afraid that the people who are helped will let down their good intentions, which is very sad.

In real life, this is not the case. Some people support poor students to study, but some poor students take the money from the sponsors, not study hard, but use it to eat, drink, play and buy various luxury goods. If the sponsors know their kindness, they will get such a "reward", and they will probably vomit blood.

Of course, the simple villagers know better and understand that money is hard-earned. After signing the contract, they immediately carried a hoe and shovel to open up the land without waiting for the mechanical seeds to come in place. Even if they were a little tired, everyone had a bright smile on their faces, which made Wang Guan and others very infected, and naturally became more and more pleasant.

"Go up and take a look?" The old village chief said in a somewhat show-off: "Thousands of pits have been dug out."

There are also different planting methods for growing wild vegetables in different regions. The villagers have carefully inquired with the technicians and adopted the most practical approach, just dig holes, bury seeds, and water them.

Of course, actual operation is definitely not that simple. It requires careful care, loosening the soil and weeding, etc. It must take a lot of energy to take care of. Everything in the world is similar, and the more mass production you want, you have to work hard.

Under the guidance of the old village chief, Wang Guan and others walked around the mountain and were very happy to see everything going well. However, the old village chief had the eyesight and noticed that the few people seemed a little absent-minded. However, he had no thoughts of wandering around. So he simply asked directly.

"Well, come here today. In addition to seeing the situation of everyone's land reclamation, you also have to do something by the way." Wang Guan did not hide it and directly revealed the contract signed by Kong Chao.

The old village chief has a good level of education. Moreover, the contract is relatively simple. He took a casual look and knew what was going on. He frowned: "Prodigal kid!"

"Old village chief." At this time, Wang Guan whispered: "I heard from Mr. Duan that you are Kong Chao's cousin. I bought his ancestral home. You won't mind?"

"fine."

The old village chief shook his head and said, "I had expected such a day to come. I just didn't expect it to be so early. And you are so kind, that house is not worth so much money."

"Old man, don't think he is at a disadvantage." At the right time, Duan Lao smiled beside him: "He is a businessman. He must have his own set and will not do business that loses money."

"It's good if you don't lose money." The old village chief nodded and said in confusion: "What are you doing for buying his house? Are you planning to settle down here? Then everyone will definitely welcome you."

"Old brother, you...I won't say it anymore. You can see it yourself later." Old Duan shook his head and said, "Just don't be surprised."

"What does it mean?" The old village chief was a little puzzled.

A moment later, the group came to the house where Wang Guan bought it. At this moment, the old village chief noticed that there were more than a dozen migrant workers around the house, each carrying various tools and even an excavator.

"What is this to do to repair the house?"

Seeing this, the old village chief was naturally a little confused.

"It's not about repairing the house, but about demolishing the house." Duan Lao said, "He wants to demolish all the houses."

"oh."

The old village chief nodded and said with a smile: "I want to demolish and rebuild it."

"almost."

Wang Guan smiled vaguely, then waved his hand to signal the migrant workers to take action.

It is worth mentioning that these migrant workers were specially hired by Wang Guan from the demolition office. They were simply handy and did not have any challenges when demolishing houses. Especially if there were no nail households, they seemed to be like fish in water. They broke most of the door walls in a few seconds. This was Wang Guan’s instructions, to first remove the door walls and see if there were any mezzanines.

"You must have thought too much, it's just thin mud bricks, where does it come from the mezzanine..."

Mr. Duan said halfway through this, and suddenly disappeared. Because at this time, several migrant workers really found some strange things for them when they were tearing down a wall. The thing was sandwiched inside a brick, or the thing itself was a brick, but it was just a disguised brick with a layer of mud on the surface.

It was a very square item. Since the mud on the surface had not completely peeled off and no one could see clearly what it was, it was taken away by Wang Guan, who had been prepared and asked to put it in his car.

At the right time, some people looked at each other, feeling a little confused and at a loss. After a while, Old Duan reacted and pulled Wang Guan a few steps away, whispered: "What was that thing just now?"

"I didn't see it, I don't know." Wang Guan shook his head, looking calm.

Mr. Duan naturally believed it and urged him, "Then you go and have a look."

"No hurry, no hurry." Wang Guan chuckled: "There are too many people, it's not suitable."

“That’s right.”

Mr. Duan thought about it and nodded in agreement.

At this moment, Wang Guan waved his hand again, and someone carried several boxes of things and walked out, including candy drinks and bags of good cigarettes. Then, at Wang Guan's instructions, he distributed them to the children, the elderly, and migrant workers who demolished the houses.

"You are buying people's hearts." Duan Lao said in one sentence.

However, even though I know, children are born without resistance to the things delivered to their door, especially candies, etc. Seeing the children's cheerful appearance, some old people hesitated and had no intention of stopping them. Moreover, Wang Guan was also very interested. Not only did it spread, but he also placed several large boxes of things there and let everyone take them.

The so-called "soft-mouthed person and soft-worked person" is a universal truth. In this case, everyone doesn't say much about Wang Guan taking things on the wall. Besides, people have already bought the house, so the things dug in the house belong to him, so it is understandable to do so.

While others were having fun, the migrant workers did not stop working and continued to tear down the walls. However, Wang Guan seemed to have run out of luck, but in the process of tearing down the walls, he did not find anything special.

Time was not long, and the walls were pushed down one by one. Soon they came to the main house. At this time, Wang Guan put forward new requirements, not rushing to demolish the walls, but to demolish the beams.

Of course, compared to demolishing walls, it is a bit troublesome to dismantle beams. First, you have to peel off the roof and clean the tiles before you can remove the beams. However, that is a normal way of demolition. After Wang Guan said that as long as the beams are not in charge of the tiles, the migrant workers showed an extremely violent side. They dismantled the wooden roofs in a few seconds, and then shook them up. The tiles naturally fell down.

Soon after, the roof of the entire hall was empty, leaving only lonely beams.

"You are suspicious of the hollow beam, what secrets are there?" Mr. Duan said curiously.

"Maybe there is a secret sign." Wang Guan smiled and said, "But I care more about beams and wood itself..."

"What does the beam itself mean?" Mr. Duan was a little puzzled.

At the same time, the beams were hung down by several migrant workers. Judging from their hard work, you can tell that the beams and wood in the house were quite substantial. However, since it has not been cleaned over time, the surface of the round wood was pitch black and covered with thick dust.

At this time, Wang Guan walked over, looked at it for a moment, and asked someone to lift the beam onto a truck, looking like he was about to transport it back.

"You are collecting rags."

Seeing this situation, Mr. Duan couldn't help but tease him.

"Brother Duan, you don't understand." Old Yan retorted and said softly: "That room beam is a good thing."

"What do you mean?" Duan Old Man was stunned and asked in a low voice: "What good thing is it?"

"I don't know." Old Yan shook his head gently, and explained in the glare of Old Duan, "But you can also think about it. The beam has been going through hundreds of years of storm, but there is no sign of decay. What is it not a good thing?"

"It seems to be right..." Mr. Duan thought about it and nodded unconsciously.

Of course, only the two of them knew Wang Guan’s purpose. When the others saw that he planned to transport the wood back, they were a little confused at most and did not think much about it. Instead, they were very happy while smoking and knocking melon seeds.

The beams and wood of the house were moved away, and the walls could be demolished.

"Boom!"

A migrant worker drove in an excavator, and his huge mechanical arm was hooked and pushed, and the thick wall fell down. Then he loaded the bricks and mud into the truck and transported them outside the village to bury them.

This process was a bit boring and took a long time. I found that the excitement was not as good as I thought. And after eating a few boxes of fructose, some children immediately dispersed and went to other areas to play. In addition, it was almost noon, and some people also had to go home to prepare lunch. Gradually, most of the onlookers dispersed...

"Just wait for now."

In an instant, Wang Guan issued an order: "Twist the mud and tiles aside and dig the ground!"

"Do you really think there is a cellar in the field?" Duan Lao smiled and said, "Don't be greedy as a person. I think it's better to go and see what you dug in the wall just now."

"Don't worry, let's talk about it when you go back."

While talking, Wang Guan signaled the excavator to come to the hall and then dig the pit with all his strength.

"Bang."

Wang Guan is the boss, and the migrant worker naturally obeys his wishes, skillfully manipulates the machinery to raise the hook high, and then grabs it hard to hit the panel of the hall, and grabs a layer of mud at once. This is mainly because the soil in the hall is rammed very strongly, which is relatively hard dry soil, which is indeed difficult to dig.
Chapter completed!