readytorunbook Chapter 153 Returning Hometown
Chapter 153 Returning Hometown
After experiments, Wang Peipei finally confirmed that the space in her jade pendant could not hold anything that could serve as currency.
Gold, silver, jewelry, and banknotes will all be absorbed by space.
In the past, she would probably be happy, but now, what she lacks most is money.
Qin Churan's idea of making direct profits from the space was shattered.
Where would she get the money to raise the remaining supplies?
Just when Qin Churan was getting anxious, she suddenly remembered that when she searched her father's safe and took out everything, there seemed to be several property certificates in it?
"La la la, la la la, I'm an expert in buying food..."
Jiang Jiang was humming a song while putting money into a sack.
Who said making money is hard? Didn’t she earn more than one million in cash in the blink of an eye?
With this money, many subsequent things will be easier to handle.
"Ms. Jiang, thank you for your help in the welfare cause. There are not many kind-hearted people like you now."
A middle-aged man with a weathered face shook hands with Jiang Jiang excitedly.
He is the head of a welfare institution in Yue County, where Qingshan Village belongs.
Jiang Jiang looked at his face, which looked much more aged than it had been ten years ago, and did not reveal any information about herself.
If there is anyone who can safely deliver these batches of supplies to every household in Qingshan Village, the man in front of him is definitely one of them.
More than a decade ago, he founded a non-governmental organization called Yueyue Welfare Workers Association, and personally walked from one mountain to another.
Whether it is child relief or women's rights, whether it is the elderly or left-behind children, as long as they can help, he and a group of like-minded volunteers will go to help, and often bring some rice, flour, grain and oil into the mountains.
When the original owner was a child, he would often eat the rice and noodles they sent him.
However, as time goes by, fewer and fewer people are willing to participate in this kind of free relief and labor. The advancement of information technology has also allowed many scammers to profit from it, while those who really need help are not getting it.
Today, the Yueyue Welfare Workers Association is left with only a few staff members struggling to support it. Perhaps one day in the future, they will disband quietly.
Today, Jiang Jiang came with various supplies, giving a shot in the arm to the association that was on the verge of disbanding.
When asked why he chose them, Jiang Jiang explained it this way as a kind-hearted person who funded the original owner's studies.
"After the child went to college, my family funded her a lot. From her, I learned that there is such an organization in your county that is selfless, practical, and does not seek fame or fortune."
"Yueyue should be your child's name, right? Perhaps you want to pray for blessings for this child by constantly helping others and doing good deeds?"
The middle-aged man smiled with relief. He had obviously explained the origin of his name to many people.
In his early years, he married his wife and had a daughter named Yueyue. In a traffic accident, his wife and child died, leaving him alone. From then on, he founded this organization to help more people, as if only in this way could he find the meaning of life.
"We will deliver the supplies door to door to Qingshan Village, Qingtu Village, and Qingshui Village. Please rest assured that we will send you videos and pictures when the time comes."
Jiang Jiang nodded slightly. If she didn't believe them, she wouldn't have chosen them at all.
This is just the first batch.
Jiang Jiang bought more than 200,000 yuan worth of rice, flour, grain and oil. According to the population of the three villages, each person can get more than 1,000 kilograms of rice and flour, as well as various condiments and oils.
Enough for them to eat for a year and a half.
Jiang Jiang also has plans for the remaining money.
The houses in the village were very old. If a heavy snowstorm hit, they might not last long. She had to find an excuse to renovate the houses of the villagers.
So she went to the provincial capital to find a construction contractor, explained her purpose, and after offering to pay the full amount immediately after completion, she negotiated the price to 400,000 yuan.
Four hundred thousand, for the roofs and beams of more than a dozen households, including both labor and materials.
It was the off-season and the contractor was worried about having no business. Plus, the customer promised to transfer the money in a short time, so he gritted his teeth and agreed, even though it was in a remote mountain area.
They are a bunch of strong men, what are they afraid of?
Jiang Jiang only said that he left a contact number and asked them to call him when they arrived and someone would come to pick them up.
Considering the 20,000 yuan deposit, the contractor did not care about Jiang Jiang's strangeness. No matter who he was, as long as he gave the money, he would be the boss.
Now that the decoration and food are ready, what excuse can she find to ask the villagers to store some coal for heating? Could it be another social aid from kind-hearted people?
Which kind-hearted person is sponsoring coal?
No, kind-hearted people don’t fund coal, but they can produce coal.
When Jiang Jiang was buying charcoal and coal, he learned that in pursuit of environmental protection, there is a new type of charcoal. It is made by putting straw and agricultural and forestry waste into the coal, first carbonizing it to turn it into carbon powder, and then adding the corresponding adhesives and combustion aids to produce charcoal. The cost of producing the charcoal is about 50 to 70 cents, and the selling price is more than one yuan.
Qingshan Village is located in a hilly area and is surrounded by mountains. There is no coal, but there are countless agricultural and forestry wastes, which fully meet this condition.
When Jiang Jiang was in college, he remembered that the village party secretary kept saying that if an enterprise came to the village, the children of several families in the village would not have to work so hard outside, and the village would have an economic source.
For a moment, Jiang Jiang was impressed by his own clever brain.
Moreover, this project requires a small investment. Excluding labor costs and site fees, only a few thousand dollars is needed, and there is also support from the local federal government.
Jiang Jiang could have spent the money on building factories and hiring staff, letting the money flow to where it should go.
As for whether the charcoal could be sold, Jiang Jiang had no plan at all. Even if it could be sold, she was unwilling to sell it because it was the foundation of the village's future survival.
In this way, wouldn't the chess game she was playing be more lively?
Now, all she needs to do is to attract investment and lead the villagers to start their own businesses by using her identity as a returning college student!
Let her boost the GDP of Qingshan Village!
After finishing the work, Jiang Jiang went to the county and bought a lot of things, including cheap hard candies, bulk bags of Want Want snow cakes and rice crackers, and hundreds of kilograms of roasted melon seeds.
Carrying these heavy things, Jiang Jiang got on the bus back home.
If you want to get rich, you must build roads first. There is a reason why Qingshan Village, Qingshui Village and Qingtu Village have become well-known poor counties in the county.
There is no other reason, the road out of these three counties is too difficult.
It is difficult to get in and difficult to get out.
And there is no economic value, so it is not worth building the road.
So while other villages have been lifted out of poverty, these villages are still maintaining their previous lives.
After getting off the car, Jiang Jiang walked with difficulty, carrying a large bag on his back and holding a lot of things in his hands.
From the moment she got off the car, every step she took was on the difficult mountain road. It had rained yesterday, and the road was even more muddy.
It takes nearly two and a half hours to walk from the roadside to Qingshan Village. Seeing that there was no one around, Jiang Jiang put all his things into the space and set off lightly.
The crisp sound of birds singing rang in his ears, the fragrance of soil lingered at his nose, and Jiang Jiang's steps became lighter and lighter.