The new book of the burning prairie star

"Brother Biao, come over here." When Yang Biao arrived at the ancestral hall, it was already full of people. He just wanted to stand somewhere and listen to what everyone had to say. After all, buying a shop and building a workshop should be led by the head of the village. He didn't want to participate in today's meeting, but he couldn't persuade Xiao Zhang, who said that all the villagers would go to the meeting, and if her son didn't go, she was afraid that he would have trouble getting along with the head of the village's wife in the future.

The people inside spontaneously made way for Yang Biao to walk to the head of the village smoothly. When Yang Biao stood still, the head of the village patted him on the shoulder and said, "Okay, everyone, be quiet. Today we will gather all the villagers to discuss the matter of buying shops in our village. How many shops should we buy and where should we buy them. Now let everyone start to speak freely."

"Mr. Village Head, are we all contributing money to buy the shop?" Yang Xiaoniu thought it would be better to ask clearly about this matter.

"The sales of wine have been good in recent times. The money earned from selling wine can be used to buy a shop and included in our clan property. In the future, all the clan members of Yangjia Village can enjoy the school built with this clan property, and the children can go to school without paying any money." The headman was very excited when thinking about this matter being accomplished in the future. Under his leadership, the days of Yangjia Village would be so good.

"Kid, I think it's a good idea to buy a shop in town. It's cheaper and can be used as a warehouse." Yang Bajin stood up and said, covering his injured eye. Why did the injury feel more and more painful?

"Hey, Bajin, what's wrong with your eyes?" There were many people in the ancestral hall, and the headman didn't notice it at first. When Yang Bajin was speaking, he found that the area around his covered eyes was red, swollen and bruised. He quickly stepped forward and took away his hands covering his eyes to check the injuries. "Hurry, I'll take you to see a doctor. Oh my, who is so cruel?" After saying that, he took Bajin to see a doctor.

Yang Dashan and his two grandchildren all sat there with their heads lowered, not daring to look up at everyone.

"Grandpa, kid, just go see the doctor by yourself. The meeting is still in progress." Yang Bajin stopped the head of the village from pulling him out. "Oh, the village clinic can be held anytime now. Your injury is more important. It must be treated in time." The head of the village was old and could not pull this young and strong man out. He could not help but become anxious.

"Dad, let me take Bajin to see a doctor. We can't leave you here." Yang came in and saw them in a stalemate. He knew that his father was worried about the younger generation, so he thought it would be better for him to accompany him so that everyone could feel more at ease.

"Okay, take Ba Jin to see the best doctor for treatment. Don't worry about the money, you can earn it back later if you lose it." The head of the village instructed. He didn't have any better ideas. All the villagers had to discuss things here, and he couldn't leave, so he had to let his second son accompany him.

"Let's continue talking." Yang came in and asked everyone to continue the meeting. He grabbed Ba Jin's hand and walked out of the ancestral hall.

"Grandpa, I think we can buy a shop in town or county." Litian calmed himself down and thought that Bajin drank too much last night and got up late today, and he didn't leave the village at all. So the person who beat him must be a villager.

"Well," the village head thought for a moment and looked at the villagers sitting around him, "Does anyone else have a different idea?"

Everyone looked at each other and no one stood up.

"Bo Wen, just say whatever you want to say." The head of the village had no choice but to call out the names.

"Mr. Village Head, I suggest that we buy two bigger shops in the town. It doesn't matter if they are in a remote location. We have been promoting in Yongxing County for some time and have accumulated some customer capital. I suggest we buy one there." Yang Bowen stood up and expressed his thoughts. For the time being, they could not open a shop in Wenchang County and they had to wait until the hype died down.

"Hey, why do we have to go to the neighboring Yongxing County instead of Wenchang County to buy a shop?" Someone questioned whether Yang Bowen had a serious brain disease.

"I'm selling wine in Wenchang County, and Bowen and the others don't want to compete with me for business." There was no other way, Yang Biao had to step forward, otherwise everyone would find this matter of seeking something far away rather than something near to them too weird.

"Oh, that's what I should do, what I should do." The man sat down with an apologetic smile. He really couldn't compete with Yang Biao for customers. No one could do this.

"Well," the head of the village looked at Yang Biao approvingly. This kid is good. He softened his voice and asked, "Does anyone have anything to add?"

No one stood up to speak.

"Okay, since no one said anything, it's settled. We'll buy two locations in the town that are a bit remote but have larger shops. The shops in the county town will be purchased in Yongxing County. We'll decide who will find the location later. Let's vote on it." Seeing that no one raised any objections, the head of the village went on to talk about the next plan.

"The wine brewed in our village has become famous now. The original few courtyards used for brewing wine are indeed a bit small, and the places are also relatively scattered, which makes it inconvenient for everyone to work. If we go to more places for promotion, the sales volume of our wine will definitely be greater than it is now. The wine brewed in these small courtyards will not be able to supply it. So the second thing to discuss at today's meeting is whether we should expand the scale and build a winemaking workshop. If we build it, which piece of land in the village should we build it on?"

The people sitting in the ancestral hall were instantly excited after hearing this. Everyone was talking at the same time, and the discussion was more lively than that in a vegetable market.

"Hey, everyone, calm down. Don't get excited. Speak one by one." The village head was so annoyed by these people's noise that his head was buzzing. He decided to stop them before he collapsed.

"Tianding, should we all pay for building the workshop, or should the village pay for it?" Yang Dashan expressed his greatest concern. He thought it would be best if the village paid for it, so that he wouldn't have to spend any money and could get a share of the profits from selling the wine. That would be great.

"Oh, then what do you think? Should the whole village contribute money, or should the clan property be used to build a wine-making workshop?" Li Zheng believed that this matter could not be decided by one person alone, and the opinions of the majority of the villagers should be sought.

"Grandpa, I think if the whole village contributes money, then when the money is made, everyone will get dividends according to how much they contribute. If the family property is used to build it, then the money earned can only be used to buy family property, such as buying shops, buying land, etc." Yang Shuiqian stood up and looked at Yang Dashan. Humph! Want to get it for free? No way!

"Please raise your hands if you agree that everyone in the village should contribute money to build a workshop!" There were many villagers with many different opinions, and they kept arguing for three days and three nights without any consensus. The village head decided to follow the principle of minority obeying majority.

Yang Biao looked up and saw that those who raised their hands included Shuiqian, Bowen, Xiaoyong and others, which was more than half of the people.

"One hundred and thirty-nine people agree that the whole village should pay." Yang Xiaoniu counted the number of people and then called out the votes.

"Raise your hands if you agree to use clan property to build a workshop!" The head of the village nodded. He didn't want to express his own ideas, as he was afraid that it would affect the voting results, so he could only continue the process.

Yang Dashan raised his hand. Yang Lidi didn't want to vote, but his father forced him to raise his hand. The village head pretended not to see and counted him as one of the people who agreed. "Sixty-two people agree to use the clan property to build a workshop!"

"The voting results are out. The minority obeys the majority. Every household in the village will contribute five taels of silver. Those who don't have money can pay their wages to make up for it." The head of the village said as he used a brush dipped in ink to write the minutes of the village meeting.

"Mr. Lizheng, I happen to have five taels of silver on me, so I'll pay it first." Yang Zhaosheng took out five taels of silver from his pocket and placed them on the altar, looking around, "Who will write the list of people to collect the money?"

In the past, Yang Jinmen was the one who did this, but today he accompanied Yang Bajin to see the doctor.