The village chief is very smart. He didn't ask whether to sell trees or not, but whether to dig. In fact, this is a kind of guidance, which makes everyone subconsciously feel that since the tree has been sold, why not dig?

So there is no doubt that a group of villagers agreed in unison, expressing their determination to dig trees.

"Very good, then let's do it." The village chief nodded with satisfaction. With a command, he didn't need to take action. Naturally, more than a dozen young and strong men carried hoes and shovels to start work.

First, the fence was removed, and then dig it bit by bit along the roots of the tree. The surface soil may be harder and takes some time, but after digging deeper, the soil will be softer and the speed will be much faster.

The process went very smoothly, and there were no accidents during this period, and there would be no bloody situation where someone cried and hugged the big tree and refused to dig it. After all, it was just a dead tree, and the opposition was limited, so they would not cry to death, and they could not afford to lose this person.

At this moment, an old man sighed: "Oh, this tree is really beyond salvation."

"Master, why do you say that?" Someone next to him curiously said: "Do you want to say that this tree is still saved?"

"If the roots still have moisture, as long as the dry part is sawed, it may even grow buds again." The old man said with rich experience: "But now it seems that there is really no hope."

"oh."

Some people also understand what the old man means. After all, when a group of young people dig dredge, they will inevitably hoe and shovel some roots. However, judging from the wounds of the roots, no sap flows out at all, so they know that the tree has severely trunk and has no vitality.

While speaking, a group of young men had already dug out the main roots of the tree, and there were also some roots that penetrated the strata. At Fang Yuan's instructions, there was no need to spend more time digging deeper, just cut it off directly.

"The tree is about to fall, let it go."

With one knife, the tiny roots broke and the big tree was shaking.

Seeing this, everyone naturally hurriedly avoided it. Then more than a dozen young men slowly pushed and supported it, causing the big tree to fall to the ground little by little, and wade down very smoothly.

"Good guy..."

At the same time, everyone couldn't help but surround them and looked at them. Some naughty children even climbed up the tree trunk and jumped to play the game of stepping on the wire.

"Don't make a fuss, get out quickly." The village chief naturally stopped him, but because there were many children, he could block one, but he couldn't stop a group. Seven or eight children crawled on the trunks and played, which also made many adults show loving smiles on their faces.

"Don't make trouble for now, you have to weigh it." The village chief had a headache, but he was not good to scold the children with a cold face, so he had to let the villagers control their children.

"Come down, come down..." The villagers still gave the village chief face and greeted their children one after another. The children were naturally not happy, but due to the majesty of the adults, they had to jump down on the trunk.

Of course, there were also one or two children who were very dissatisfied. They stomped on the tree trunk like venting, then kicked hard and rose into the air.

"Crack!"

It was a long time to say it, and that was fast. At this time, everyone didn't bother to appreciate the child's beautiful and heroic posture in the air. They immediately focused on the place where the child stepped on, and saw that it cracked and even sunken.

"What's going on?"

Everyone was stunned and suddenly had a bad premonition. After a while, some villagers reacted and couldn't help but stretch out their hands to pull the tree trunks where the cracks were, and then pulled a piece of bark.

"Ah, the tree is hollow."

In an instant, a group of villagers were very surprised. After the bark was torn open, a black hole immediately appeared, and the hole was penetrated from left to right, and I don’t know how long it was.

"Termites, so many termites..." Suddenly someone shouted, and then everyone hurriedly looked and found that dense termites were pouring out like a tide in the hole.

For a moment, a group of villagers couldn't help but retreat, and in the midst of horror, they were also a little confused and at a loss.

"It's over, it's over."

After a while, someone shook his head and sighed: "So many termites, most of the big trees have been eaten up."

"...I said that the tree should have been sold long ago. Until now, the tree's heart was ed to death by termites. I wonder if they are willing to spend money to buy it." Someone took the opportunity to express his foresight, but also had some concerns.

This was said to the point. Many villagers couldn't help looking at Fang Yuan, for fear that he would suddenly repent.

"Consultant, look..."

At this time, the village chief had a complicated expression on his face. He didn't know whether it was regret or hatred, but maybe he was a little lucky. He regretted that he should have sold the tree earlier. He hated that someone opposed it, so he didn't dare to sell the tree earlier. Fortunately, he dug the tree now, otherwise if he lived some more days, the big tree was edested by termites, and he would probably not even have the residue left.

Of course, the village chief was more worried. Seeing this situation, Fang Yuan retreated and refused to buy it.

"Saw the trunk first and see what the situation is." Fang Yuan frowned slightly, then signaled: "Steave it from the upper end of the tree root. It should be clear at a glance whether it is good or bad."

"Have you heard it? Saw the tree!" The village chief turned around and roared, venting his displeasure.

"Sizi..."

At the right time, some villagers took out a chainsaw, then followed the position of Fang Yuan's gesture, and everything was hard. The sharp sawtooth rotated at high speed, and immediately brought a tent of tree powder.

"puff!"

After the chainsaw was in the wood, the villagers suddenly loosened their arms, and the chainsaw in their hands directly penetrated into the inside of the tree trunk. This is a very obvious sign, indicating that the trunk is indeed empty.

"Oh, no wonder this tree can't survive. It turns out that it was ed to death by termites." Someone couldn't help but sigh.

"Wrong, first the tree died, then the termites dared to eat it." Someone retorted: "The camphor tree has such a strong smell. If it weren't completely dead and slim, would termites dare to eat it?"

"It seems to be right..."

While everyone was chatting, the trunk had been successfully sawed open, and as expected, the tree heart was indeed empty, leaving only a layer of empty shells. The empty shell of about three or four centimeters barely supports the trunk to not fall.

"No wonder when I was holding the tree just now, I felt light and had no gravity..."

"Yes, I thought I was strong."

"Fortunately, it has not rained heavily recently and the wind has blown down the trees."

Everyone was talking, but the village chief was crying without tears. The trunk of the tree heart was empty, leaving only a layer of empty shell. In addition, the bark had to be scraped off and the internal bore marks were processed. It was estimated that a three or four centimeter-long empty shell would be enough to leave a thin plate of one centimeter thick. How much can such a thin plate be sold for even ten thousand yuan per cubic cube?

The most important thing is that when Fang Yuan saw the appearance of this tree, it became a question whether he wanted to do so. Thinking of the purpose of selling the tree to please Gu Chang, the village chief was naturally very sad and sad, with a look of entanglement and sadness.

"village head."

At the same time, Fang Yuan looked left and right, then slowly spoke: "I'm afraid I won't buy this tree trunk."

“Hey…”

The village chief nodded sadly. This was expected, and he didn't find it strange. After all, no one was a fool. He even bought it for a high price even though he knew that the tree had been edested by termites.

"I'm not going to take this money back either." Fang Yuan pointed to the thick pile of banknotes and said something shocking.

"What?"

"Did he say he is not going to take it back, or is he going to take it back?"

"It must be a mistake. Most people say that I want to take the money back now..."

Hearing these muttering voices, Fang Yuan smiled and simply said loudly: "I mean, although the trunk is empty, the roots are still intact. I plan to spend 100,000 yuan to buy this root. I wonder if you have any opinions?"

"root?"

In an instant, everyone reacted and quickly looked at the roots of the tree and found that Fang Yuan was right. Although the trunk was empty, the roots were only a shallow layer by termites, and most of them were still solid. Besides, compared with the trunk, the roots were larger in size, which was the roots that were tangled like twists and were not as wide as straight trunks.

"What do you want to have a tree root?"

"Stupid, have you never heard of root carving?"

"Yes, asking someone to carve the roots into ornaments should be more valuable."

Amid the discussion, some people also felt that 100,000 yuan was too little and the price should be raised appropriately. This is how people's hearts are, and the desires are hard to fill, and snakes dare to swallow elephants. Fang Yuan was not angry when he heard the sound, but instead asked with a smile: "Then, how much should the price be raised?"

"At least 200,000..."

"No, it should be 300,000!"

"Actually, 500,000 is enough!"

A group of people shouted nonsense, but in fact they knew that 500,000 would definitely not work, but what if Fang Yuan had a brain and agreed directly, wouldn't everyone have sent it?

In response, Fang Yuan kept smiling, silent, and looked at these people quietly. Time was not long, and these people were silent. They lowered their heads embarrassedly and dared not touch Fang Yuan's sight.

The village chief hurriedly stood up to smooth things over: "Consultant, don't listen to them screaming..."

"The village chief doesn't have to worry, I know it."

Fang Yuan waved his hand gently, his voice gentle and clear: "If this tree is a rare variety such as golden nanmu, red sandalwood, Hainan Huanghuali, not to mention 400,000 or 500,000, even 400,000 or 5 million, I gritted my teeth and was willing to spend money to buy it. The problem is that this is just an ordinary camphor tree, not a rare tree species, and it is not worth the price!"

"I hope everyone understands that my money is not blown by the strong wind, and I am not a rich second generation who doesn't use it as money and has a net worth of billions. If you think the price is low, you can naturally raise the price, but you can't raise some outrageous prices."

While speaking, Fang Yuan smiled and said, "I am very sincere. If everyone thinks that 100,000 yuan is less, then I can add another 20,000 yuan, a total of 120,000 yuan. If everyone thinks it is OK, then I will withdraw the money immediately. If it thinks it is low, then I won't force it, so everyone can get together and part."

Fang Yuan looked around for a week, and the villagers stopped talking, which was the default rhythm.
Chapter completed!