After rebirth, I went from a peasant girl to the richest man

Bai Qingyun looked at Dayang Village in front of him.

With her sharp eyesight, she can see farther and more clearly than Village Chief Yang.

She could clearly see the busy figures in the Bai family's fields, sweating profusely but with smiles on their faces. None of the people sitting at the table where Bai's mother was keeping accounts had their corners of their mouths turned down.

Village chief Yang watched Bai Qingyun look at Dayang Village without blinking, feeling uneasy and ashamed at the same time. He was an old man over fifty years old, and he was actually trying to steal the secret recipe of a child. It was quite shameful, but he could do nothing about it.

Bai Qingyun turned his head and met the eyes of Village Chief Yang, with a smile on his face: "Grandpa Village Chief, if the village wants to use the recipe for honeycomb coal, just use it. This is a way to benefit the people. The Bai family does not need to use this recipe to do business."

The many ideas in her mind determined that she could create a better future for her family.

In her opinion, such a recipe should not be kept to oneself, but should be made public so that it can benefit more people.

Dayang Village took the lead in this and it is also a good choice.

She thought about the ownership of the mountain again and couldn't help but remind him: "Does the village chief want to use the village's money to buy the mountain? If you have a plan, you can ask Uncle Dashan to go to the government office first to see if he is doing well in the government office now?"

When talking about his second son, the smile on Village Chief Yang's face became more sincere, with a bit more pride and pride. He was extremely happy to have such a motivated child.

"Good, very good. Because he had previous experience, he was directly transferred by the adults to train new people. In order to live up to the appreciation of Master Wen and Master Xu, he is now working hard and eating and living directly in the government office."

"I came back in a hurry last night because I had nothing to do. I bought a lot of things for me and his mother..."

Village chief Yang is a typical introverted farmer. He likes to keep many things to himself and rarely speaks out.

The fact that she can be so open and frank with a little girl like Bai Qingyun is enough to show her status in the heart of Village Chief Yang.

Bai Qingyun was also genuinely happy for the old man, a peasant from a large family.

Apart from the fact that Village Chief Yang had some prestige in the village, there was nothing else. When he was in Qujiang County, he went to the county government for a meeting. Dayang Village was poor, and people of all ages could only sit at the end of the long conference table with their heads down, no different from gatekeepers.

Now there is someone in the family who works in the government office, just like the village chief. He can know the high-ranking officials in the government office and have a say.

The last time he went to the government office for a meeting, the village chiefs and headmen of several surrounding villages were unwilling to communicate with him, the new village chief, and even united to exclude him.

It was not until his son holding a official sword came over and shouted "Dad" loudly, and the people behind him wearing the same constable uniform also came forward to say hello, that those old foxes began to look at him with admiration.

It was at that time that he truly realized that once the gap between power and the people was bridged, many things would go much more smoothly and he would be surrounded by good people.

Although the news about the potato harvest was blocked this time, nearby villages would get wind of it sooner or later, and Dayang Village once again came into everyone's attention.

He didn't want to know that he would be invited to sit in the seat of honor at the next meeting, and those unfamiliar village heads would come to meet him.

But after potatoes, Dayang Village needed new development, so he set his sights on honeycomb coal.

Bai Qingyun naturally didn't know about Village Chief Yang's experiences, but he could understand that as the head of a village, he wanted to achieve some results.

Moreover, the honeycomb briquettes business is worth doing!

Bai Qingyun followed his words and said, "Second Uncle Yang has always been filial. If he knew what the village chief was thinking, he would definitely support him."

"I just don't know how big the village chief wants to expand his honeycomb briquettes business."

"Naturally, the bigger the business, the better." Village Chief Yang answered without hesitation, but he obviously realized that if he wanted to expand the business, he must have a lot of silver and money as a foundation. However, the silver and money in the account of Dayang Village is difficult to support it.

Thinking of this, he sighed helplessly: "Alas! When I asked everyone to raise money to build the ancestral hall and the private school, I had almost used up all the money in the account. Now, I have to ensure that my children can go to school. I am afraid that I can't spare too much money to buy the mountain."

Bai Qingyun was not surprised. According to the rules of Dayang Village, after the autumn harvest every year, in addition to paying taxes, every household had to give some silver or grain to the village to maintain the daily expenses of the village.

The account books are managed jointly by the elders of the village. Due to the special circumstances this year, an extra payment will be made before the autumn harvest. Next time, we will have to wait until the autumn harvest.

But if we really wait until that time, buy a mountain, dig coal, make it, and build a factory, when winter really comes, we won’t be able to make enough honeycomb coal.

After this winter, if we want to see a good improvement, we will have to wait another year!

Bai Qingyun asked, "Has the village chief discussed this with other villagers? Do they all agree to buy the mountain and sell honeycomb coal?"

Village Chief Yang was stunned by Bai Qingyun's question: "This... is not the case. I just discussed it privately with a few families who went up the mountain. Because there is no final conclusion, I also told them to keep silent. Most families in the village don't know about this plan yet."

It was only when Bai Qingyun asked him that he realized that he thought if these families agreed, other families would also agree, but nothing is absolute!

"That's easy. The village chief will send a message to Uncle Yang today. After getting the news, he will call a meeting of all the villagers. At that time, we will write down who wants to do it and who doesn't."

"Don't force yourself to do something you don't want to do. If you want to do something, you have to make it clear. We can't just put in the effort, we have to pay for it."

"Each company will calculate its share based on how much money it contributes. Then the revenue or loss of the coal plant will be borne by all parties. The money will come to us!"

Bai Qingyun thought he had made it very clear, but he overlooked the fact that in today's business era, most businesses are managed by one person or one family, and financial transactions can be handled internally.

Even if there are several families working together, like the business that Butler Xie did before, they can talk about the money transactions with friends while sitting together for a meal.

But no, then just two meals.

But if it involves people in a village, even if most of them have the surname Yang, many of them are already five generations apart.

This requires absolute fairness in the division of profits, so that the business can last long and investors will not have any second thoughts.

Bai Qingyun had no choice but to explain this knowledge in a simple and easy-to-understand way by giving examples to Village Chief Yang.

Fortunately, Village Chief Yang was in charge of the village's accounts and had some ability to read accounts. He simply gave a few examples of profits and losses, and the old man suddenly realized: "Oh! I understand. Isn't this sharing the good and the bad together?"