1048 Young Man, Are You Serious?

The car had yet to enter Bamboo Island Village, but it was already very bumpy.

The road here was still the original muddy road. Because it had not been repaired for a long time, the road was full of potholes.

In addition, there had been a heavy rain in Yang Cheng these past few days, making it even more muddy and difficult to travel.

The two of them were so dizzy that they finally entered the village.

Chen Xuan's BMW mini was already muddy, and her heart ached so much that tears were about to fall.

Although the road was not easy to walk, the houses in the village were still passable.

Basically, they were all self-built farmer buildings. The tallest building was only three stories high, and the red tiles and white walls were neat.

However, the village gave the two of them a lifeless atmosphere.

A group of old men and women with dull gazes sat in a row on the street. They did not chat and just sat there in a daze, as if they were waiting for death to arrive.

There were almost no young adults in this village. Most of them had probably gone out to work.

Ye Feng was not unfamiliar with this situation. It was the same in his hometown. The young laborers all went out to work, and they would build houses in their hometown after earning money, but basically no one came back.

Only the lonely elderly and some children were left in the village.

"This place is so depressing." When Chen Xuan saw this scene, her heart sank.

"Behind the glory of the city, there are countless people like this who have to pay the price. Industries took away their sons, husbands, and fathers, but left a group of old, weak, and sick people here."

Ye Feng's voice was filled with helplessness, but reality was cruel.

The arrival of the two of them had undoubtedly brought a different life to this lifeless village.

A few children ran over and jumped around the BMW Mini.

The old people who were sunbathing also looked at them curiously, as if they were surprised that someone would come to their remote village.

"Sir, how many families do you have here?" Ye Feng walked in front of the group of old men, he found a smart-looking old man. He took out a pack of soft Zhonghua and gave him a cigarette.

The old man's eyes immediately lit up. He hurriedly took the cigarette and put it under his nose to smell it. He revealed an expression of enjoyment.

The few old men beside him were also staring at the cigarette box with anticipation on their faces.

Ye Feng could only give one to each of them. They immediately received it happily, but they did not dare to light it. They put it on their ears.

The old man who was the first to get a cigarette was not as useless as them. He lit it up and took two puffs before answering his question.

"There are a total of 182 households in our village. There are 248 adult males and 229 adult females. The underage…"

Ye Feng's eyes lit up. "How do you know so much?"

Before the old man could answer, someone beside him rushed to explain, "He's the old secretary of our village. He knows everything about our village."

Ye Feng suddenly realized, "So he's still a leader? Sorry for the disrespect."

A hint of pride flashed across the old man's face, but he still pretended to be humble. "A wise man doesn't talk about his past bravery. When one is old, it's useless."

Ye Feng rolled his eyes. "You can't say that. When I came here, I could tell that you were extraordinary. I didn't expect that I would be able to see through you."

The old man was even more pleased with his flattery. "Young man, if you have any more questions, feel free to ask. As long as it's about our Bamboo Island Village, I know everything."

Ye Feng pointed at a farmer's building at the side. "Sir, how much do houses like this in your village usually sell for?"

The old man did not answer immediately. His eyes kept glancing at the cigarette box in his hand, as if he was saying, one cigarette for one question.

Ye Feng smiled bitterly and gave him the box of cigarettes.

Only then did the old man smile. "You're a good lad. I like it."

"You mean this house? If we want to sell it, someone has to buy it."

Ye Feng knew that he was telling the truth. No matter how good the houses here were, who would buy a house in such a place?

"I mean, if someone buys it, how much do you plan to sell it for?"

"How much…" The old man touched his white beard and stared at Ye Feng. "100,000?"

As soon as he said this, the old men and women beside him looked at him in disbelief. They obviously felt that he was asking for too much.

In a remote place like theirs, it was a self-built building. Even the labor and materials added up to less than 50,000 yuan.

This old thing actually called out 100,000? He had simply blackened his heart.

However, this old man was an old secretary after all. He had enough prestige in the village, so they did not dare to say anything.

But they did not know that when Ye Feng heard this number, he was secretly delighted.

Once the subway station was built, it would not be a problem for the house price to increase tenfold.

However, he still suppressed the joy in his heart and deliberately pulled a long face. "100,000…"

When the old man saw this, he hurriedly added, "Of course, it's not impossible to discuss this price. There's still room for a decrease…"

Before he could finish, Ye Feng suddenly interrupted: "If I buy the houses at a price of 100,000, how many people in the village do you think would be willing to sell them?"

The group of old men present were dumbfounded.

Did this young man's head get kicked by a donkey? He actually wanted to buy it at a price of 100,000 yuan?

Even the old man could not sit still anymore. He hurriedly replied, "If you can pay 100,000 yuan, I guarantee that everyone in the village will be willing to sell it." 

He was afraid that the rich man would run away, so he even grabbed his arm.

Ye Feng noticed this detail and could not help but laugh: "Alright, sir, then I'll have to trouble you to help me talk to them."

"I'll buy one for 100,000 yuan. I'll give you an extra 1,000 yuan for your hard work."