The younger generation, starting from where the wind blows...

Chapter 217: In the end, they still lost.
Gao Yunyue's method of persuading Xie Heshun was simple: she ordered a batch of handmade wood carvings from him.

They said they wanted to hang it in the hotel as a decoration.

It would take Xie Heshun and his apprentices two or three years to finish this job.

Xie Heshun wasn't really a blockhead; once he got the order, he immediately promised to cooperate with the relocation.

After listening to Yang Guanjun's explanation, Grandpa Yang picked up his water pipe without saying a word.

Amidst the rumbling sounds, Yang Deyuan's face turned pale and then red.

Seeing this, Xie Siping quickly stepped in to defuse the situation: "Besides Heshun, are there any other people who don't want to relocate?"

"There are no more people living in the old houses on the mountain."

The speaker was Grandpa Xie.

To tourists, these old houses on the mountain are pristine and charming, but to the villagers themselves, they are "old and dilapidated." Everyone supports exchanging new houses at the foot of the mountain for these old houses.

Even those who built new houses at the foot of the mountain are mostly willing to exchange their current houses for government-built housing.

The developer's goal is to build Xinzhai at the foot of the mountain into a town with distinctive Bai ethnic minority residential architecture.

At the same time, a "March Street" ethnic-style commercial street will be built, which will be rented out and operated by a company established by the village collective, and all villagers will enjoy the rental dividends.

Once they gain a reputation and attract tourists, villagers not only receive rental income, but they can also use their houses to open guesthouses or restaurants.

Just like the “publicity ambassador” Yang Deqing boasted to everyone in the village, in the future, everyone in Yunmiao Village will be able to make money without even lying down.

Only a few families were not very happy about it.

The reason is that these families were granted land to build houses a long time ago. At that time, the management of homesteads in the village was not strict. These people either exceeded the building area limit or privately enclosed land in front of their houses, occupying a large yard.

These people are not against demolishing old houses and building new ones, but they demand that they be allocated an extra house when the new houses are distributed.

"Ignore these people. They're just greedy. When the time comes, most of the villagers will agree, and everyone's spit will drown them."

Grandma Xie said indignantly.

Xie Siping and Yang Deyuan exchanged a glance but neither spoke.

Actually, these people are the easiest to deal with.

The house itself is an illegal structure that exceeds the permitted size; no matter how high the lawsuit goes, it won't be in the right.

If the state approves this project, these illegally constructed houses will be the first to be demolished.

From this perspective, there should be virtually no obstacles to the progress of the entire project.

If Yang Deyuan and Xie Siping only came back to help with the villagers' work, then they really made a wasted trip.

Xie Siping then changed the subject.

"Deyuan, do you think renting a shop at the March Street market built in the village would be a good business opportunity?"

"If the project is built exactly as the developer plans, there will be profits to be made, whether it's catering or selling local specialty products."

As Yang Deyuan said this, he still felt a little regretful.

Like Xie Siping, he was also interested in the shops on March Street.

However, Yang Deyuan wanted to buy, not rent. These days, nothing is easier and more profitable than being a landlord.

At least that's the case in Shenzhen and Hong Kong Island.

Influenced by what he saw and heard, Yang Deyuan also developed a great interest in buying shops.

Unfortunately, according to what Grandpa Xie and the others said, this "March Street" in the village belongs to the village collective and can only be rented, not sold.

In the long run, this is definitely the best way to maximize the interests of the villagers.

Yang Deyuan didn't know whether to praise Yang Muyi for his foresight or scold him for being stupid when he came up with the idea.

At that moment, Xie Zhiyao's voice suddenly rang out.

“That’s not right. The developers paid for the construction of a distinctive residential town in our village, but they only got the development rights to this old house on the mountain. This investment seems a bit of a loss.”

Although Jingyan Group is wealthy and powerful, it's impossible for them to "poverty alleviation" in Yunmiao Village without considering the costs, right?

"Forget about whether they're here to help the poor or not. The important thing is to figure out how to transfer your household registration back. Otherwise, you won't get any of the village's dividends later, which would be a huge loss!"

Yang Guanjun chimed in.

Xie Zhiyao immediately turned to look at Xie Siping.

When Xie Zhiyao wanted to follow Yang Muye's example and go to school without changing his household registration, Xie Siping absolutely refused.

Are you okay now?
Xie Zhiyao was about to mention moving her household registration back when Xie Siping spoke up first:
"There's no rush. Even if the city approves this project at lightning speed and the developer starts construction immediately, it will still take at least one or two years to complete."

"And even if it's built, it's uncertain whether it will attract tourists."

"Just focus on your studies in Beijing, and if you can take the postgraduate entrance exam, then take it. Find a good job in Beijing afterward, isn't that better than coming back and getting that little bit of dividends every year?"

Just as Xie Zhiyao was about to retort that he could also come back to start his own business, Xie Siping turned to look at Grandpa Xie and Grandma Xie.

“Dad, Mom, this is what I was thinking. I originally planned to move my household registration to Chuncheng, to be with Lanzhi and Ayuan, so that it would be more convenient for Ayuan to go to school in Chuncheng in the future.”

“Now that the village is going to develop tourism, I will not transfer my household registration for the time being. I will transfer A Yuan’s household registration back to him with me first. We will see how things go later. If the village really develops, Lan Zhi and I will come back to develop here, and A Yuan can also come back to go to school.”

Grandma Xie couldn't help but ask:
"What about Ayao?"

Just as Xie Siping was about to speak, Xie Zhiyao's voice rang out first.

"You three can come back and enjoy the village's dividends, living a comfortable life. As for me, I'll stay in Yanjing, breathing in the smog and sandstorms, working like a slave from nine to five every day, striving to make my boss drive a luxury car, live in a big villa, marry a young and beautiful wife, and reach the pinnacle of life!"

How dare you speak like that!

Xie Siping jumped up from his chair and raised his hand to punch Xie Zhiyao.

Yang Deyuan quickly got up and stopped Xie Siping.

"Siping, the child was just saying that in anger, why are you taking it so seriously?"

That's what he said, but Yang Deyuan actually quite agreed with Xie Zhiyao's point of view.

Working for someone else, to put it bluntly, means helping the boss make money.

No matter how high your position is, you're still just a high-level employee.

Just as Yang Deyuan stood in front of Xie Siping, they heard the outer courtyard gate creak open.

When Yang Muye walked in, he happened to see Xie Siping glaring angrily at Xie Zhiyao and raising his hand to hit him.

"Uncle Siping, what's going on?"

"It's nothing, it's nothing. Ayao and I were just joking around." Xie Siping immediately put his hand down.

Yang Muye jokingly said, "Looks like I've come at the wrong time. Why don't I go out first, and Uncle Siping, you can come back in after you're done?"

He then looked at Xie Zhiyao with a mocking expression and said, "Some people think they're all grown up after going to study in Yanjing. They don't listen to reason anymore and need to be taught a lesson."

Xie Zhiyao stared at Yang Muye with his mouth agape, looking utterly dejected and hopeless.

Yang Guanjun and Xie Qiang were both trying hard to suppress their laughter.

Grandma Xie brought a chair from the house and asked Yang Muye to stop joking with Xie Zhiyao and sit down to talk.

Yang Muye first greeted everyone in the courtyard before pulling up a chair and sitting down.

Xie Siping immediately began to complain to Yang Muyi.

“Muye, you be the judge! As soon as Ayao heard that you were bringing Jingyan Group back to the village for development, he wanted to transfer his household registration back. I told him not to rush, to wait until graduation and see if he could find a good job in Yanjing first, but he still didn’t want to!” Xie Zhiyao immediately retorted, “You only said that I wanted to transfer my household registration back, but you didn’t mention at all that you were planning to transfer Ayuan’s household registration back, did you?”

"Uncle Siping, are you planning to go back to the village to develop your business?"

Yang Muye asked curiously.

“Your father and I were just talking about how they’re going to build a March Street market in the new village. I’m planning to rent two shops to sell local specialties and handicrafts, and also open an online store to do both online and offline business.”

When talking about this, Xie Siping's eyes lit up.

"Oh right, and about that milk tea shop you're running, I'd like to open one in our village when franchising is allowed in the future."

"If there's still some capacity left, we could contract out the mountain land in our village and develop a tourist orchard or something. That would be another option."

Everyone present was an outsider, and Xie Siping spoke his mind without reservation.

Yang Muye nodded, inwardly marveling.

In his previous life, Xie Zhiyao returned to the village to start a business, and Xie Siping even resorted to drinking pesticide to stop him from throwing tantrums.

Now, things have taken a turn for the better; he's actively seeking to return to his village to start a business.

This is to follow Xie Zhiyao's path, leaving Xie Zhiyao with nowhere to go in the future.

It must be said that Xie Siping went to great lengths to keep Xie Zhiyao in Yanjing.

After Xie Siping finished speaking, he looked at Yang Muye expectantly.

"Makino, what do you think of my ideas?"

Yang Muye did not answer, but turned to look at Xie Zhiyao beside him:
"Why don't you just stay in Yanjing and wait for Uncle Siping to build up his business before you come back and reap the benefits? Wouldn't that be awesome?"

Xie Zhiyao knew Yang Muye was being sarcastic, and said irritably, "Don't forget, I have a younger brother. Are you sure I'll be the one to succeed you in the future?"

Yang Muyi immediately gave Xie Zhiyao a thumbs up.

Foresight!
Seeing this, not only Xie Siping, but even Yang Deyuan felt a little embarrassed.

Although Xie Zhiyao was talking about himself, he was actually acting as Yang Muye's mouthpiece.

"Then you should wait until you graduate and transfer your household registration back. First, take the exam to become a college student village official, then choose to be the director. At that time, even Uncle Siping will treat you with great respect."

Yang Muye pointed out a path to Xie Zhiyao.

Yang Guanjun suddenly spoke:
"Muye, Ayao is back to be the village official. What are you doing back here?"

"I'll come back to retire and live a peaceful life, open a horse farm, feed the horses, fish, and travel around Erhai Lake."

Yang Muye answered without hesitation.

Xie Zhiyao listened with longing, unaware that his last project for starting a business in his village was now gone.

Yang Deyuan turned his head and stared at Yang Muye:
"You really want to open a horse farm?"

"Of course, I've even chosen the location. It's on that mountain grassland next to our village."

Once the horse ranch is built, Yang Muye will be able to retire there and enjoy the freedom to ride horses.

Yang Deyuan originally wanted to ask Yang Muyi if he had considered costs, future market prospects, and operating models.

Grandpa Yang suddenly put down his water pipe.

“Back when our Yang family ancestors ran caravans on the Tea Horse Road, that piece of land was our family’s horse farm.”

Upon hearing this, Yang Deyuan knew he had no reason to stop Yang Muyi from opening a horse farm.

We have to keep operating even if it means losing money.

It is our inescapable duty to revitalize the glory of our ancestors!
If anyone objects or questions it, they will be labeled an unfilial descendant.

People like Grandpa Yang, with their eccentric temperaments, never listen to reason.

It's more like a physics lesson.

“Okay, I’ll invest in building this horse farm.”

Yang Deyuan immediately expressed his opinion.

Since I'm back this time, I can take advantage of the opportunity presented by Jingyan Group's plans to develop tourism to talk to the village and rent the grassland and the surrounding mountains.

Xie Qiang seized the opportunity to speak:
"Uncle Deyuan, after the horse farm is built, can I apply to come back and help you raise the horses?"

Yang Deyuan waved his hand and immediately agreed to Xie Qiang's request.

Afterwards, he didn't forget to make grand promises, encouraging Xie Qiang to work hard and that he could be arranged to be the person in charge of the horse farm in the future.

Yang Deyuan's words were not only meant for Yang Muyi, but also for Yang Guanjun, who was standing next to him.

If Xie Qiang follows me, he can become the manager of the horse farm in the future.

Will Yang Guanjun have a better future working under Gao Yunyue than if he worked on his own?

Seeing that Yang Guanjun had his head down and was not saying a word.

Yang Deyuan was increasingly satisfied.

In his rivalry with his ex-wife, he finally won a round.

At that moment, Xie Zhiyao's voice rang out.

"By the way, Muye, I just asked my grandparents, Jingyan Group helped build a new ethnic-style town in the village, but only to get the development rights to this old house on the mountain. It feels like they're losing out."

Yang Muye simply shrugged at this.

Building towns with distinctive ethnic characteristics is only the first step.

Next, the city will acquire the land by Erhai Lake in Yunmiao Village and hand it over to Jingyan Group for development into an ecological landscape corridor, creating a cultural and tourism town similar to Shuanglang.

It was only then that Yang Deyuan and Xie Siping realized that this cultural and tourism town by Erhai Lake was the "main focus" of Jingyan Group's commercial development.

According to Yang Muyi, Jingyan Group will build a high-standard resort hotel here.

The surrounding area is equipped with various mid-to-high-end restaurants, entertainment venues, and accommodations.

Travelers can experience the same scenery and services as when traveling abroad without leaving the country.

Upon hearing this, Yang Deyuan's inherent "landlord" DNA kicked in again, and he immediately asked if the shops and property management companies here were for sale.

Yang Muye gave Yang Deyuan a deep look.

Do you think Jingyan Group is short of this money?
Commercial real estate is essentially about building buildings and collecting rent.

Unless it's for the purpose of quickly recovering funds, they generally won't be sold to the public.

Of course, those with connections are an exception.

For example, Gao Yunyue.

After learning about the project, Gao Yunyue decisively used Yang Muye's connections to "reserve" a piece of land from Jingyan Group, planning to invest in building a high-end restaurant and a high-standard homestay.

The reason Yang Guanjun remained silent was because Gao Yunyue had personally promised that she would consider promoting him to be the manager of that restaurant in the future.

Even if Xie Qiang becomes the person in charge of the horse farm in the future, he may not necessarily have a better "financial future" than Yang Guanjun.

Fearing that it would upset Yang Deyuan, Yang Guanjun kept quiet about the matter.

(End of this chapter)