Little fairy doctor with holy hands

Therefore, there are generally diesel resellers in rural areas. When you need to refuel, just go to them and fill up with diesel. The price is cheaper than at a gas station!

Zhang Yuan didn't need to refuel, but if he wanted to burn the rats, he had to prepare enough diesel.

When he arrived at Pingshui Village, Zhang Yuan asked the villagers on the road and soon found the old Cui family who resold diesel.

Lao Cui is a man in his forties. He has a tanned face due to working all year round. He looks much darker than the average farmer.

Seeing Zhang Yuan riding an electric tricycle, Lao Cui suddenly started to murmur.

"Boy, are you going to buy diesel to go home and refuel the tractor?" Lao Cui asked Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Yuan shook his head, "No, I only buy diesel! And I need a lot of it!"

Hearing this, Lao Cui smiled, "It's a lot of quantity? How much do you want? Ten liters or eight liters?"

"Give me fifty liters!" Zhang Yuan said with a half-smile.

Lao Cui's eyes suddenly widened. "How much? Fifty liters? Does your family have a fleet of tractors?"

"I told you, I don't have a tractor at home, and I didn't buy diesel just to refuel!" Zhang Yuandao.

Immediately, Lao Cui looked at him warily, "Then why did you buy so much diesel? Do you want to do something bad? Do you want to burn down someone's house? If so, I won't sell it to you!"

Zhang Yuan immediately became happy when he heard this. Old Cui was really good at thinking, and he actually thought of using diesel to burn down other people's houses.

"Old Cui, don't worry! I bought diesel for business! Have you heard about the rat plague in Xiawan Village?" Zhang Yuan explained with a smile.

Lao Cui nodded, "I heard that the crops in your Xiawan Village have been damaged a lot by rats! Rumors also say that this matter has something to do with your village chief!"

"Indeed, I bought these diesel oil just to clean up those rats! Can you rest assured now? If you are still not at ease, then I will tell you my name! My name is Zhang

Yuan! "Zhang Yuan said.

Upon hearing Zhang Yuan's self-introduction, Lao Cui, who had been wary just now, suddenly looked surprised.

"What are you talking about? Your name is Zhang Yuan? You are the Zhang Yuan who used to be a fool, but later became sober and opened a chicken farm?"

Zhang Yuan was suddenly speechless.

Sure enough, good things don’t go out, but bad things spread thousands of miles.

The people in Pingshui Village actually knew that they were fools in the past.

But he had no choice but to admit, "Yes! It's me! I'm in charge of solving the rat plague now! Can you sell me the diesel?"

After learning Zhang Yuan's identity, Lao Cui completely let down his guard against him.

"Sell! Of course I sell! One liter of diesel costs you seven yuan! Fifty liters is three hundred and fifty! By the way, you didn't bring a barrel to hold the diesel, so I'll give you the oil barrel! This oil barrel, It costs ten yuan to sell it!" Lao Cui said with a smile.

Zhang Yuanyi waved his hand, "Don't worry, I won't take advantage of you! This is three hundred and six! Keep it!"

There is no need to take advantage of this kind of small advantage, but it seems that Zhang Yuanduo loves to take advantage.

Seeing Zhang Yuan take out three hundred and six, Lao Cui immediately beamed.

For Lao Cui, let alone earning ten yuan more, even if he can earn one more yuan, it is all earned!

After collecting the money, he immediately ran back to the house, came out with a fifty-liter diesel drum, and put it on Zhang Yuan's car.

"By the way, you said you want to use diesel to solve the rat plague. How are you going to solve it? Is it possible to pour diesel into the crop fields and burn the mice to death? In that case, the diesel will not be enough!" Lao Cui asked curiously Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Yuan rolled his eyes, "What do you think? Let's light a fire in the crop field first.

Can we burn the mice to death? Even if we can burn them all to death, wouldn’t the work of the people in our village this year have been in vain? "

Hearing this, Lao Cui wanted to ask more questions, but was interrupted by Zhang Yuan.

"If you want to know how I dealt with those rats, just wait and hear the news tomorrow! I dare say the people in your village will know about it early tomorrow morning!"

After saying that, Zhang Yuan did not follow Lao Cui Moji, got in the car directly, and returned to the village with fifty liters of diesel.

Back at the apiary, he first boiled out Qian Shuzu, then spread it evenly on the incense, and placed the incense next to the stove to dry.

In fact, the best way is to dry the incense in the sun, but that will take at least two days.

There was simply no time.

By the time Zhang Yuan finished his work, it was already past four in the afternoon.

He went to the foot of the back mountain again to check the results of the group of young adults digging holes.

The results in the afternoon were not as impressive as in the morning. We have only dug about two meters so far.

It is still far away from Zhang Yuan's ideal three meters.

The digging was too deep and it was difficult to throw away the soil with a shovel. A few young guys who were smart went home and brought bamboo baskets and hung them with ropes to transport the soil.

Seeing Zhang Yuan coming, this group of people started to speed up.

Zhang Yuan knew very well that in the morning, these people were very motivated.

But in the afternoon, on the one hand, my body was tired, and on the other hand, I also had a lazy mind.

Therefore, Zhang Yuan prepared to cheer them up.

"Everyone, come on! If we can dig this pit to a depth of three meters before dark, tomorrow everyone present will go to the small restaurant in the village, and I will treat you to a drink!"

As soon as Zhang Yuan's words came out, everyone who had been demoralized just now felt as if hungry people had eaten Snickers bars.

The air rose slowly.

Although it’s been a tiring day, if I can exchange it for a banquet, it’s a sure profit!

"Everyone heard it, right? Brother Yuan said he wanted to treat us to a drink! If we don't do our job well, we won't have the shame to go drinking tomorrow! Work harder! We must dig to a depth of three meters before dark! If anyone dares to be lazy, let's kick him out and share his food and drinks." shouted a noisy young man.

Everyone responded one after another, and the work speed of his men accelerated a lot again.

Seeing this, Zhang Yuan nodded with satisfaction.

He was not a stingy person, and it was no big deal to invite everyone present to a small restaurant for drinks and meat.

Although on the surface it seemed that Zhang Yuan paid for medicine and diesel out of his own pocket, and even treated everyone to drinks and dinner, it looked like he was losing money.

But in fact, he is guaranteed to make a profit this time!

Zhang Yuan and Zhang Weimin were destined to be rivals long ago.

Even if Zhang Yuan has no interest in being the village chief.

But in a territory, there can only be one wolf king!

The current Wolf King is equivalent to Zhang Weimin!

Zhang Yuan's rise will inevitably arouse the fear of the old wolf king Zhang Weimin.

No matter how low-key Zhang Yuan is and how much he says he doesn't want to be the village chief, Zhang Weimin will definitely not believe it.

Zhang Weimin used such insidious tricks to plot Zhang Yuan before, not only because of the hatred between the two, but also because of Zhang Weimin's fear of Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Weimin wants to destroy Zhang Yuan so that no one will compete with him for the position of village chief in the future!

Zhang Yuan understood this after talking to Old Zhengtou.

That's why he took advantage of this rat plague to severely lose Zhang Weimin's face, hit his reputation, and use today's rat eradication operation to push his reputation a step further!