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Volume 1 Rural Storm 251 Silver Dollar

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    Zhang Sanfeng continued: "I haven't finished speaking yet. That day, after I buried my old father in the newly selected cemetery, I remembered that I left in a hurry that day and didn't fill up the hole left in the cemetery. I just carried it alone.  Where did the shovel go again? Unexpectedly, another big thing happened that affected our family. "

    Jiang Chunlin took a sip of wine and couldn't help shouting: "Old man, can you finish what you're saying in one go? I'm so anxious."

    Zhang Sanfeng laughed and said: "Director Jiang, don't worry, this matter should not be mentioned, but I believe that everyone here will not leak this secret."

    Wang Baoyu patted his chest and promised: "Don't worry, old man, the character of all of us here has nothing to say, and this matter will not be leaked."

    Jiang Chunlin and Ma Xiaoli also nodded, saying that they would not talk about this matter to others, so they almost swore to the lamp.

    Zhang Sanfeng said with confidence: "Where I arrived, I found that the soil around the cemetery had been flattened by the heavy rain, and a small smooth stone slab appeared on the ground, about one meter square, with edges and corners, square and square.  , I thought it shouldn¡¯t be caused by water impact, but someone should have put it here. So I used a shovel to carefully lift up the stone slab, and found a small wax-sealed earthen jar under the stone slab.¡±

    Jiang Chunlin giggled and said, "The old man must have found a treasure. No wonder we have to tell it!"

    "It's indeed a treasure. I removed the wax and opened the earthen jar. Inside was a jar of white silver coins, hundreds of them." After saying this, Zhang Sanfeng seemed to be immersed in the scene at that time, with a look on his face.  The color of excitement.

    Several hundred silver dollars?  Wang Baoyu couldn't help but take a breath. At that time, this was indeed a huge fortune, enough to make Zhang Sanfeng the richest man in Lijiatun in one fell swoop.  However, Wang Baoyu immediately thought of a problem. He asked his godfather and godmother to get a jar and bury the money he earned. No, this time when he went back, he had to dig it out and get a passbook in the name of his godfather.  stand up.

    "Silver dollars are not considered antiques. You can keep them for yourself." Jiang Chunlin pretended to be an expert and said, but his heart was sour. Damn it, is it not his turn to do such good things?

    "Theoretically, everything dug out of the ground should belong to the state, but if the people don't blame the officials, the elderly can use it with confidence." Ma Xiaoli added, and Wang Baoyu thought her words sounded reasonable.  There is evidence and there is no lack of human sophistication and flexibility, which is very appropriate.

    Zhang Sanfeng sighed slightly and said: "At that time, it was the year of disaster. People were starving to death every day, and life was tight. Not to mention that the family had spare money, even having a full meal was very luxurious.  After getting this jar, I secretly exchanged the silver dollars into banknotes several times. It was precisely because of this money that my whole family was able to survive that era, and my three children were able to go to college.  Go, thank Master Jia. If he hadn¡¯t chosen this treasure land, our Zhang family wouldn¡¯t be where we are today.¡±

    Jiang Chunlin was fascinated by what he heard and couldn't help but ask: "Old sir, have you spent all the silver coins in your jar?"

    Zhang Sanfeng was stunned and said vaguely: "Money is an external possession. No matter how many things you have, it is nothing more than a pair of dishes, chopsticks and a bed."

    Jiang Chunlin sighed and said: "That's different. The poor guy sleeps on the Tukang, and the rich guy is Simmons. That guy lay on it and didn't wake up all night." Everyone saw Jiang Chunlin's self-absorbed look very funny, and they couldn't help but  All laughed.

    The story has ended here. It sounds like a legend. At Wang Baoyu¡¯s suggestion, everyone toasted Zhang Sanfeng and congratulated him on having such a good opportunity.

    At this time, Zhang Ergou came back from shopping, and he actually got two roast chickens and some smoked pig tails. Everyone started eating and drinking again, one cup for you and one cup for me, and soon we became a little drunk.

    "Mr. Zhang, I would like to ask, where is your third son currently employed?" Wang Baoyu couldn't help but ask the question that concerned him.

    Zhang Sanfeng said with some pride: "San'er has studied well since he was a child. He studied agriculture in college. After graduation, he was assigned to Funing County. Now he seems to be in charge. What is he in charge of? Haha, I don't understand this, I can't remember clearly.  ¡±

    Er Gouzi came over with a smile and reminded him: "Dad, my three brothers are responsible for the food, drink and toilet of our people."

    "Yes, yes, the person in charge of agriculture." Zhang Sanfeng said with a smile.

    "Your son is Zhang Cunzhi, the deputy county magistrate in charge of agriculture?" Ma Xiaoli said with a look of surprise. The county leader is in charge of agriculture and is about forty years old named Zhang. Isn't it Zhang Cunzhi?

    Zhang Sanfeng asked with a puzzled look on his face: "Do you know my family Cunzhi?"

    "Deputy County Zhang??Young and promising, who doesn't know him?  It¡¯s just that Deputy County Magistrate Zhang doesn¡¯t know a soldier like me, haha!  "Ma Xiaoli said mockingly. Her tone was a bit sour. If there was a chance for him to meet Deputy County Magistrate Zhang Cunzhi, she would definitely not refuse.

    Damn it, this Ma Xiaoli actually knows so much, I must find out her details.  Ma Xiaoli's look made Wang Baoyu a little angry, and she couldn't help cursing in her heart.

    "Haha! Brother Baoyu is not in charge of the entire town's agriculture now. He should also be regarded as a subordinate of Deputy County Magistrate Zhang." Jiang Chunlin said with a smile. He was not too cold about Deputy County Magistrate Zhang, although he was older than him.  , but it has nothing to do with my own industry.  Besides, there are only three things he is interested in right now: money, food and drink, and women.

    Jiang Chunlin's words made Zhang Sanfeng immediately show a surprised expression. He originally thought that Wang Baoyu was carrying Ma Xiaoli all the way here, and that the person doing this kind of work would be an errand boy in the town at most, but he didn't expect that he was actually an official in the town.

    "This is my leader, the director of the town's agricultural office." Ma Xiaoli quickly introduced.

    "Oh, I'm so old and confused. I can't even see the true God. Haha, it's not easy to be the leader of the town at such a young age. In the future, I will be designated to be more promising than my third son." Zhang Sanfeng's tone suddenly changed.  He became polite, which made Wang Baoyu still a little uncomfortable.

    "Mr. Zhang, it's nothing. It's just an occasional opportunity to become a public servant of the people. If I have the opportunity, I hope to get more guidance from Deputy County Magistrate Zhang Cunzhi." Wang Baoyu said very politely.

    "This is easy to handle. I'll give you a phone call. If you need anything, you can call him. Just say that you are Master Jia's son. He is still very impressed by Master Jia. He has said many times that he should treat Master Jia well.  "Zhang Sanfeng said, found paper and pen, wrote down a phone number, and handed it to Wang Baoyu.  ~
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