Returning wealthy individuals develop their hometowns and become rich in the 1980s

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"Zaixing, don't lie to us. Does your cousin really have that much money to pay? A hundred million! Do you know how much that is?!"

The people around him all looked incredulous. Chen Dong's first visit to Lianzhai Village was indeed very impressive, and the car he drove was also very classy, ​​something the villagers had never seen before. But they didn't believe that Chen Dong could casually produce 100 million yuan. They couldn't even earn a little over 100,000 yuan a year.

Based on their knowledge, 100 million yuan could probably buy the entire land in Nanshan County. It would be that young man who would greet you with a smile and offer you cigarettes when you meet him in the village.

Pressed by the villagers' skeptical tone, Chen Zaixing was about to say something more to prove that his cousin Chen Dong indeed had the financial means, but Chen Xiangui glared at him and said, "Zaixing, do you need to talk so much? The village collective will decide how to choose. Get out of the way!"

Chen Zaixing swallowed his words after being told off by his father, and sat down dejectedly. His childhood friend Li Renfa leaned over and whispered to Chen Zaixing, "Zaixing, I believe everything you say. When it comes to voting, I will definitely vote for that side."

Chen Zaixing handed him a cigarette and lowered his voice, saying, "These people are ignorant. If they really choose to take the land expropriation compensation, they'll be begging and crying for it later. Just you wait and see!"

"I believe you, Zaixing," Li Renfa lit a cigarette and took a deep drag.

Standing in front of everyone, Tian Chulian slammed his hand on the long table and shouted, "Listen to me, everyone! Stop arguing! The exact amount of money we'll get from this land expropriation depends on the policy from the county land bureau. It's not like Lianzhai Village can just decide how much they want!"

"The 34 mu of land at the west end of our village belongs to the Lianzhai Production Brigade collective. The land requisition is not a matter of buying and selling, but rather the government compensating for the requisitioned land based on policy needs!"

"The specific amount of compensation depends on the nature of the land. The 34 mu of land at the west end of our Lianzhai Village is just a wasteland. Don't think that just because 34 mu sounds like a lot, you can get a lot of compensation."

"You're all overthinking it!"

"The policy doesn't base compensation on the value of the land being expropriated. We have a public ownership system, which prohibits land sales. All members must remember this. We're not selling land; it's been expropriated by the county government!"

"The compensation provided by the government is to the farmers' collective on the expropriated land to compensate for the losses suffered due to the expropriation, mainly covering the houses and crops on the land!"

As Tian Chulian spoke, he pointed to a patch of wasteland at the west end of the village and asked the villagers present, "Tell me yourselves, what kind of plants grow on that land, and whose family has a house there? At most, it will only delay your cattle herding in the future. If you really want to get land expropriation compensation..."

"Let me tell you, the maximum compensation is no more than two hundred yuan per mu. You can do the math yourselves. Thirty-four mu, how much compensation can you get!"

The villagers were whispering amongst themselves, some of them good at math already calculating in their minds. Tian Chulian looked at Cai Miaosheng, the village accountant, and said, "Accountant Cai, tell us loudly how much compensation we'll get!"

Without a second thought, Cai Miaosheng stood up and addressed the villagers present, loudly proclaiming, "At a compensation of 200 yuan per mu, the total compensation for 34 mu will be 6,800 yuan!"

A buzz of conversation broke out among the people present, with some loudly asking Cai Miaosheng, "Of the six thousand eight hundred yuan, how much will each family get?"

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"Our Lianzhai Village has seven hundred households, and each household will receive nine yuan and seventy-one cents," Cai Miaosheng quickly replied. Tian Chulian, however, stood up and said to the villagers, "If we really choose compensation, this six thousand eight hundred yuan isn't something we can just take and distribute. We still owe the commune for famine relief!"

When Tian Chulian said this, the villagers finally realized what he meant. Yes, in the past, when there wasn't enough food, the village brigade had borrowed grain from Jiping Commune, and the commune kept a record of it.

You, Lianzhai Village, always complain about being poor and unable to pay your debts. It's unreasonable for you to receive compensation now and still delay paying the commune's debts. Even when the compensation is paid out, it will still have to go through the commune. The designated compensation will first be used by the commune to pay off the debts.

Some of the village's elderly immediately stood up and shouted, "Stop arguing! Everyone should listen to Secretary Tian. We don't want the compensation; we'll use our 34 mu of land as shares!"

"But Secretary Tian, ​​could you please talk to Zai Dong and see if one spot is really too few? Could you add some more?"

"Yes, Secretary Tian, ​​one point is indeed a bit too few!"

Tian Chulian stared at the people who were speaking with a grim face. "The reason they're interested in our Lianzhai is because of their uncle's high status. With real money, they could acquire land anywhere!"

"Tell me yourselves, isn't that the truth?" Tian Chulian spread his hands and said, "When Comrade Zai Dong first proposed setting up a factory, Director Feng of the county's Industry and Commerce Bureau invited him to the county to choose a piece of land he liked. The conditions were excellent. It was because Zai Dong felt that Lianzhai was where his grandfather had lived!"

"They chose to set up their factory and invest in Lianzhai because of their deep affection for their hometown. Setting up a factory here in Lianzhai would require several times more investment elsewhere, but they still firmly chose Lianzhai!"

"You yourselves said you're asking for even more shares, aren't you being greedy!"

The more Tian Chulian spoke, the quieter the villagers became, until finally no one made a sound. "We should thank Zai Dong for giving us, the members of the Lianzhai Village collective, some shares. You all heard what Accountant Cai said just now. Zai Dong really doesn't show any mercy. He went straight to the county land bureau to expropriate the land, giving us six or seven thousand yuan. You all know perfectly well how much money he actually got!"

"But he has so much money, giving us a few more shares is just a drop in the ocean, he's just stingy!"

Upon hearing someone shout this from the crowd, Tian Chulian slammed his fist on the table and stood up abruptly. "Who the hell said that? Step forward!"

Huang Bingkun pointed at Cai Mangzi, who was hiding in the crowd, and said, "Cai Mangzi, you son of a bitch, you dare to speak but don't dare to stand up? Come forward!"

Cai Mangzi tried to back away, but several village militiamen grabbed him and forced him to stand in front of the long table. Tian Chulian pointed at Cai Mangzi and began to curse, "You son of a bitch, you're inciting all the villagers!"

"Is it your problem that others have money? And you're being stingy? What, if your family is so rich, why don't you contribute to the village collective? If you're so generous, I'll bring the militia to your house tomorrow and make you contribute your money first!"

Upon hearing that Secretary Tian Chulian was serious, Cai Mangzi immediately backed down and waved his hands, "No, no, no, Secretary Tian, ​​I just spoke without thinking, I was being cheeky, I had a foul mouth!"