1982 Started from Hong Kong

Chapter 232 Ding Quan
The climate in Hong Kong is warm, and spring ploughing and sowing begin in the countryside of Yuen Long at the beginning of spring.

In recent years, the Hong Kong government has developed new towns. Although there are still many old bungalow areas in the nearby suburbs, high-rise buildings have already stood around Qingshan Road, and the newly built roads are wide and traffic is flowing.

Young people in Yuen Long live a comfortable life.

The conservative older generation is still worshiping their ancestors to welcome the spring, whipping the spring ox, and sowing millet.

The young people have gone to the city to visit the spring.

There is little pressure at work because babies born in the New Territories and Yuen Long come out of the womb with at least hundreds of thousands of Hong Kong dollars in savings.

Two words, Ding Quan.

The so-called Ding rights refer to the right of men to build houses in the New Territories.

This system originated from the housing policy implemented by the Hong Kong government in order to gain the support of indigenous people when it planned to develop the New Territories.

In simple terms, as long as you can prove in your family tree that you are a descendant of the New Territories indigenous people, even if you are far away overseas and have never set foot in Hong Kong, you can still come back at any time to apply for a piece of land for free to build a house.

In essence, it is a conciliatory tactic used by the foreigners.

Different from the new immigrants in Hong Kong and Long Island.

Ever since the foreigners came to Hong Kong, the aboriginals of the New Territories have never listened to them.

Over the past few decades, there have been many conflicts with the foreign soldiers who tried to take over this place, at one point forcing the foreigners to use warships and cannons to bombard the area, killing countless villagers.

But even so, the indigenous people of the New Territories still closed the iron gates and fought against them with high walls and trenches.

The two sides were in a stalemate for a long time. Later, the foreigners found that the hard approach did not work, so they took another approach, just like when they implemented the caste system in India.

Use the Dingquan system to give away land for free, so that the younger generation will be grateful to the Hong Kong government.

There are currently about 25 male Aboriginal people in the New Territories who hold "ding rights".

Zhai Jinghao is one of them.

Twenty-four-year-old Zhai Jinghao had another idle day today.

At noon, I drove a Mitsubishi sedan to pick up my new girlfriend from the next village and took her for a stroll in the new town.

In the afternoon, the two watched a performance of "Lucky Stars" at Tongle Theater on Qingshan Road.

Coming out of the Tongle Cinema, as the sun was setting, Zhai Jinghao led his girlfriend into a milk tea shop, while he was still thinking about Hu Huizhong, who was wearing pajamas in the movie scene just now.

"Amei, why don't you stay in town tonight instead of going back to the village? I'll go to the Yuen Long Hotel to get a room and buy two videotapes to continue watching movies with you. The movie God of Gamblers produced by 91 Entertainment has your favorite actor, Wan Ziliang."

Zhai Jinghao stirred the milk tea, his eyes sweeping across his girlfriend Amei's silk stocking-clad thighs, extending a hungry invitation.

Ah Mei smiled shyly: "No, brother Hao, we have only known each other for two weeks, can you give me more time to prepare?"

Zhai Jinghao was unhappy. He had known this woman for two weeks but still hadn't gotten her to do anything. Instead, it cost a lot of money to go out with her. Every time she got close to him, she pretended to be coy and innocent, obviously thinking she was a swindler.

In fact, Amei on the opposite side had almost the same idea in her mind. In her mind, Zhai Jinghao was a newly-caught rich man. Based on her experience with men, she knew that now was the time when he was horny, so she had to take the opportunity to get more benefits. If she went to bed with him easily, he would soon lose interest, and then he would not be as generous as he is now.

I heard that this Zhai family is very rich. One of his fathers is the village representative in Xiawan Village and holds several rights. He is definitely a rich man.

The couple, each with their own thoughts, argued with each other for a while, but Amei was still more skilled and let Zhai Jinghao hug her and enjoy the sweetness. She was then sent home by Zhai Jinghao with several packaging bags she had harvested today, and she got away perfectly.

"Brother Hao, remember to pick me up again tomorrow. I'll show you my new pajamas in a few days."

After sending Amei to her home, the woman threw some bait at Zhai Jinghao before getting out of the car.

Zhai Jinghao sat in the car, watching her leave with her hips twisted. Knowing that there would be no chance today, he suppressed his anger and stepped on the accelerator to drive back.

The car drove out of the town streets and into the country roads.

When he arrived near Xiawan Village, Zhai Jinghao discovered that the village, which used to be vast and sparsely populated, actually had three luxury cars parked on the roadside today.

Two top-of-the-line Mercedes-Benz cars have always been his dream cars.

There was even a Rolls-Royce parked further ahead. Zhai Jinghao, who lived in Yuen Long, only occasionally saw a few gentry and councillors who could afford this level of car during festivals.

Could it be that the councillors from Pat Heung came to inspect the village?

Zhai Jinghao unconsciously slowed down the car and looked out through the car window. He saw several well-dressed men and women standing on the roadside, surrounded by a group of villagers, young and old, from nearby villages. Among them were some familiar faces, who were smiling and talking to the men and women standing next to the luxury car.

"Pei Li Yong, hush! hush!"

Curious, Zhai Jinghao pulled over and rolled down his window to shush a young man his own age in front of the villagers, successfully attracting his attention. Lai Liyong, wearing a plaid shirt and clearly less refined than Zhai Jinghao, approached him with a servile air and grinned, "Brother Hao, are you showing off again in the city today?"

Zhai Jinghao took out a red coin and handed it to him. He nodded in the direction of a few strange men and women not far away and asked, "What's your background?"

Lai Liyong bit the butt of his cigarette and lit one for Zhai Jinghao before lighting one for himself. He puffed out smoke and said, "I just came here to join in the fun. I only heard the general situation. It seems that a Datuk from Malaysia is here and wants to do real estate business here."

When Zhai Jinghao heard this, his expression changed and he couldn't help but feel a little excited.

In the past two years, local real estate developers have only focused on developing the urban area and deliberately suppressed land prices in suburban areas and outlying islands. The land rights held by New Territories men like Zhai Jinghao have gradually depreciated. Unexpectedly, when things get dark in one place, there are actually overseas bosses willing to invest here?

He had heard the title of Datuk on TV. It was similar to the Justice of the Peace in Hong Kong, both being honorary titles given to wealthy people in the local area.

Zhai Jinghao narrowed his eyes, staring at the well-dressed men and women not far away, and asked, "Are they here for an inspection?"

Lai Liyong nodded and looked at Zhai Jinghao expectantly: "I heard that they had met with the village representatives of Dashengwei yesterday. They should have similar ideas when they came to us today. They will definitely communicate with your father, Brother Hao. If there is any first-hand information, Brother Hao must remember to inform me."

Zhai Jinghao's father, Zhai Xiaosheng, is the representative of Xiawan Village. The young men of the same generation, such as Lai Liyong, have similar ideas. They think it would be a waste to use the land to build their own houses. It would be better to sell it at a good price and move into the city.

According to current Hong Kong government regulations, a male adult can apply for land of no more than 80 square meters to build a family house of up to three stories.

The family that gives birth to more male children will get more land. In addition, other means are used to operate.

Lai Liyong knew that Zhai Jinghao, the second generation of village officials, held at least three Ding rights, which were said to be transferred from another brother of the family. Once Xiawan Village developed the real estate business, the price of the Ding rights in his hands would immediately double.

"Dashengwei?"

Zhai Jinghao frowned when he heard the name of the village.

In terms of road traffic and scenic environment alone, Tai Sang Wai is indeed more suitable for development than Ha Wan. Real estate developers have come to inspect before. There is too much agricultural land in Ha Wan Village. Even if the rights are private property, real estate developers still have to go to the Land Commissioner to apply for commercial land if they want to develop. It does not have enough inherent advantages.

Zhai Jinghao may not have any other knowledge, but he can definitely be called an expert in the study of Ding Quan.

"You continue to listen to what they are asking. I'm going to go back first."

Zhai Jinghao looked at the Datuk and his group coming from Malaysia, and suppressed the urge to get out of the car and start a conversation. He signaled Lai Liyong to continue collecting intelligence. While speaking, he restarted the car, intending to take this news back home first so that his father could make full preparations in advance and wait for the Datuk to come.

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Deep Water Bay Garden Villa.

Zhai Yao yawned and walked down the stairs barefoot.

I looked around the living room downstairs and found the empty living room to be completely silent.

"Where are they? Mom! Brother! Sister Haimei!"

Zhai Yao shouted twice at the top of her lungs, then walked to the refrigerator, opened the door and took out a can of soda.

As soon as she turned around, Zhao Meizhen appeared behind her like a flash, scaring her.

"Mom, that's so scary! How come you walk without making any sound?"

"What are you talking about? Are you cursing me to death?" Zhao Meizhen slapped her on the head in anger and snatched the soda from Zhai Yao: "If you drink this right after waking up, you might burn your stomach. There are some leftover rice porridge and rice cakes in the kitchen. Go heat them up yourself."

Zhai Yao rubbed his head and muttered, "You definitely wouldn't dare to hit Zhai Yuan like this."

Zhao Meizhen glared at her and said, "You let him stay up at home until the early morning every night, and get up at noon. When he wakes up, he grabs some snacks and drinks and starts watching TV. He is so lazy that he seems to have no bones. Try it?"

Zhai Yao argued: "I'm also very hard-working at school, and it's rare for me to have a holiday!"

Zhao Meizhen didn't bother to pay attention to her and pushed Zhai Yao into the kitchen. "You're a teenager who hasn't even graduated from elementary school and can't even get an A on your report card. And you're still saying you're working hard. When you have time, ask your sister Haimei for advice. She's almost getting into college."

Zhai Yao turned his back to Zhao Meizhen and made a face with his teeth bared. He went into the kitchen to prepare breakfast. When he came out with the tray in his hand, he asked, "Oh, why didn't I see my brother and sister Hai Mei? Wow! They were so noisy last night that I couldn't review my lessons. I had to watch the videotape until two in the morning."

Zhao Meizhen kicked her on the butt and poured a glass of milk on the table: "Your boss took Haimei to Tuen Mun today and he just left not long ago."

Zhai Yao's eyes widened: "Meeting the parents so soon?"

Zhao Meizhen said, "Is it soon? Actually, I should have gone last year, but it's not too late this year. If I delay any longer, I won't be able to face your Aunt Ling."

Zhai Yao looked suspicious: "He took the initiative to take Sister Haimei to Tuen Mun?"

Zhao Meizhen hummed.

Zhai Yao took a bite of the rice cracker, chewing it with a sound. She rubbed her chin, a glint of wisdom in her eyes. "Something's wrong! From what I know about Zhai Yuan, he's definitely not that kind of person!"

(I'm a bit late because I'm busy, so I'll update one chapter first. 3K
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