Future Stamps and Coins Diary

Chapter 82 Bidding Officially Begins

Lu Feng didn't expect that even though the list had been confirmed, these people could still be so shameless as to come to his door.

The store was to open in two days, and Lu Feng was arranging in the group the distribution of opening red envelopes and related precautions, when suddenly three people barged into his house in such a brazen manner.

After confirming that a few acres of pond had been rented to Zhou Laosi, Lu Xiangnan had nothing to do these days and was making tea at home.

Seeing the person coming, he stood up subconsciously.

Lu Feng turned his head to take a look, but pretended not to see it and continued talking about his own things.

The three of them entered the room and closed the door behind them.

"Director, is there anything I can help you with?" Lu Xiangnan asked curiously.

"Let's talk to your son about something." The old man walked up to Lu Feng, pulled a stool and sat down, facing Lu Feng.

However, Lu Feng pretended not to see it.

The old man took the initiative to speak: "Xiao Lu, tell me the truth, did you transfer the two sums from Zhu Rouhu's family?"

"I transferred it!" Lu Feng continued typing without turning his head.

"Tell me why you do this!"

Lu Feng said calmly: "Is there any rule that says you can't help others transfer money?"

Seeing that Lu Feng was completely uncooperative, the old man suppressed his anger and took a deep breath: "Call them both."

"Okay!" Lu Feng picked up the phone without hesitation, dialed the number, and even pressed the speakerphone button.

"The number you dialed is turned off...beep..."

Lu Feng shrugged, put down the work in his hands, turned around and looked at the old man: "Director, I called but no one answered. Do you have any instructions?"

The director patiently said, "Please contact them both."

"I've been trying to contact him for two days, but the call still doesn't go through. I'm very anxious." Lu Feng was not anxious at all.

"Tell me, what will it take for you to withdraw your bid?"

Lu Feng said with a smile: "Director, didn't we agree that we would rely on our own abilities? What on earth do you want to do by bringing people to my house like this?"

"Nothing. I told you I wanted to have a good talk with you."

"I think there's nothing much to talk about between us, right?"

"I still say the same thing. If you mention any conditions, I will seriously consider them if they are reasonable."

"Really?" Lu Feng looked at him with a smile.

The old man nodded, thinking that Lu Feng was ready to compromise.

Who knew that Lu Feng would directly say: "My condition is very simple, your foundation should withdraw from the bidding."

The old man was so angry that he trembled, his face looked uglier than crying. He knew that Lu Feng had never thought of compromising.

"Very good, young man, you are very courageous!" The old man laughed in anger, "If that's the case, then let's see who will win in front of the Mazu Temple tomorrow."

"Have a safe trip, Director. I'm sorry I can't see you off." Lu Feng buried his head in his own work again.

The three of them walked out of the house with gloomy faces. The old man finally couldn't suppress the anger in his heart and hit the wall of Lu Feng's house heavily with his crutch.

Unfortunately, his finely crafted walking stick was not as strong as he had imagined and broke directly.

The old man threw it out in a rage and yelled at the two men: "Waste, all waste."

"Don't be angry." The two had no choice but to comfort each other.

One of them said, "This kid is too arrogant. We must teach him a lesson tomorrow."

Another person said, "Give him all three bids. I don't believe he can eat them all."

The man agreed, "Yes! Give it to him. I want to see how he catches it."

The old man's chest rose and fell violently. After thinking for a long time, he shook his head and said, "Tomorrow we will still follow the original plan. The price per mu is also raised to 1000 yuan. If he really offers a high price, we will insist that he can't afford it." "Tomorrow, we will find more people to go to the site and greet them all. In case he really wins the bid, he must be forced to pay the deposit and rent on site, otherwise it will be a breach of contract."

The two looked at each other and immediately smiled with confidence.

This move is absolutely amazing!

Two million, they didn’t believe that Lu Feng could come up with so much money at once!
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On the eighth day of the first lunar month, Lu Feng got up very early. After washing up at around seven o'clock, he called Wu Xin, but found that he still couldn't get through.

After a simple breakfast, Lu Feng took his parents to the Mazu Temple at the end of the village.

When we arrived at the Mazu Temple, we found that the place was already packed with people, and the fragrance of the incense burning for worship almost enveloped the entire Mazu Temple.

In front of the temple, a huge stage was set up, which was obviously prepared for today's bidding and tomorrow's welcoming ceremony.

No matter they are fishing or breeding, no matter they are in the farm or in the sea, as long as they are related to the fishery, they will come to worship in these days.

This is arguably the biggest event of the year.

For fishermen and aquaculture farmers who make their livings from the sea, the belief in Mazu is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. In fact, Lu Feng has observed this for many years and knows that people don’t have too many wishes. Ninety percent of them just pray for good weather, peace and prosperity for the country and the people.

A very simple wish.

The appearance of Lu Feng's family did not attract much attention.

The highlight of today is undoubtedly the bidding for the three farms in the village.

By about nine o'clock, the entire square in front of the temple was almost packed with people. When gongs and drums sounded, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Soon, three and a half-person-high boxes were carried to the center of the stage.

Lu Feng stood in the crowd and glanced around. He found that most of the important people in the village were already in the pre-prepared positions and followed the old man out of the management office next to the temple.

There were more than a dozen people, and everyone was dressed up, and the most eye-catching thing was the red scarf draped over their shoulders.

In the record book, these people are all titled as "village sages". Among them, there are several elderly people walking in the front, who are the most prestigious group. In the name of the young people, they are generally called the "elderly group".

They are a team composed of six people who are recognized as the most capable and have made the greatest contributions from the three most populous surnames of Wu, Lu and Zhou. They represent the highest authority in the village and are many times more powerful than any of the people at the end of the village.

The village director could only regard himself as a younger brother in front of the six people.

An old man with gray hair and wearing a Mao suit gave the opening remarks. He said the same things almost every year, nothing new. But the atmosphere suddenly became lively.

Lu Feng had no intention of paying attention to what they were saying. He called Wu Xin from time to time, but his phone was still turned off.

This is overacting.

Didn’t we agree to come over at nine o’clock so that we can confirm the price together?

While Lv Feng was getting anxious, Lv Xiangnan next to him suddenly pushed his son gently and shouted amid the noise, "Look at the stage, it's about to start!"

Sure enough, as an old man holding a dozen cards walked to the front of the stage, people around him started shouting.

Who can rent the collective farm?
This has always been one of the most talked-about topics every five years, because their ownership not only means that they may make a lot of money, but also means that these people will become the focus of the villagers.

"Everyone, be quiet!" The old man in charge pressed his left hand, signaling everyone to be quiet, and then raised his voice, "Now, please ask the bidders on the list to come up and receive the pens and bidding cards."

Each person was given a signing pen and a bidding card with information such as rent, name, and phone number filled in.

The bidding process is also very simple. After filling out the cards and putting them into three preset boxes, the bids are opened one by one on the spot, and the highest bidder wins.

"Why hasn't Wu Xin come yet!" Lu Feng muttered, and suddenly heard a roar coming from a distance.

Lu Feng turned his head and, taking advantage of being a head taller than the others, saw an old motorcycle speeding towards the crowd out of control in front of a trail of black smoke.

Who else could it be if not the Wu father and son?

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