Looking at these big characters, Song Ziyu felt very excited, and many familiar past events came to mind.

Once upon a time, my motherland was in ruins due to war and was in ruins.

The level of misery that our parents and grandparents lived was not necessarily much better than the current wasteland world.

Looking back at the history of the dynasties, over the past thousands of years, famine and death have often accompanied the history books. The horrific memories of famine, the most recent disaster was only a few decades ago... The older generation of people who are alive have experienced it personally.

However, all this has been overcome.

The motherland is getting better again.

Today's motherland is prosperous and powerful, and it is climbing to the top of the world at an extremely rapid pace.

Song Ziyu has no doubt that his motherland will eventually trample that giant under its feet at some point in the future and finally reach the top.

This is the ambition of this new generation of youth!

Everyone is very excited!

Everyone is very energetic!

Everyone is witnessing history!

But why can the motherland undergo such earth-shaking changes in just a few decades?

There is a standard answer to this.

The standard answer is just four words!

It all depends on people.

No difficulty can stop a person from pursuing a better life.

Everything depends on man, man will conquer heaven!

Song Ziyu felt that he should not bow to setbacks. Since he was transported to a strange wasteland world, he must have his own historical mission.

This historical mission is definitely not to gain three to five taels of gold...

God put me in that world, and I have the responsibility to change that world.

Song Ziyu took a deep breath.

The soldiers will block the water and come to the soil. Since the soil is polluted, we must find a way to solve the problem.

Song Ziyu clenched her fists tightly and secretly made up her mind.

…

After arriving in Nandu City, Song Ziyu first found a hotel to stay in, and then traveled straight back to Longshan Town.

Arriving at the Longshan settlement, Song Ziyu found the three giants for a meeting to discuss.

"I am going to organize the hungry people in the settlement to open up the five thousand acres of land. Is there any one of you willing to invest?" Song Ziyu said his thoughts straight to the point.

"What? You want to recruit hungry people from settlements to reclaim wasteland?" Tian Yuefang's face rounded up in surprise.

"Brother, you are not seriously ill, are you? Let me take a look and see if you have a fever and burned out your brain." Zhao Yuanba stretched out his hand to take the temperature of Song Ziyu's forehead.

Sorry, Ma Senming

Whatever he said, his face turned red in the end.

The three giants all found it incredible. Before this, Song Ziyu's series of performances were amazing and even perfect, but why would he do stupid things now?

Why?

The most direct person with this idea is Ma Senming!

Five thousand acres of wasteland were given by Ma Senming!

At this moment, Uncle Ma felt that he had dug a crater for Xiao Song.

"Brother, I'm not sick. I discuss the possibility of reclaiming wasteland very rationally."

"Brother, not to mention the price you will pay for recruiting hungry people, this polluted land cannot grow anything at all. You are working in vain." Zhao Yuanba is indeed the most loyal to Song Ziyu, and said directly

The truth came out.

After saying this, Zhao Yuanba even looked at Ma Senming intentionally or unintentionally, his face full of resentment.

Uncle Ma!

It's all your fucking fault!

These five thousand acres of land were smashed down and Song Ziyu was buried directly.

"Ahem, Xiao Song, you should think about doing something else. For example, building two more trade caravans, the effect should be better than reclaiming these wastelands." Ma Senming said.

Ma Senming's original intention was to use these five thousand acres of wasteland to fool around and offset Song Ziyu's payment.

This is a gangster's approach, and it's a default.

But Ma Senming never dreamed that Xiao Song would fight to the death with the land.

Rationally speaking, Ma Senming did not want emperors like Song Ziyu to fight against each other, as this would delay his family's plans to make a fortune!

As long as Song Ziyu dares to spend a lot of money to open up wasteland, he will definitely lose all his money. When Song Ziyu reacts, he will hate himself to death.

So Ma Senming felt a little guilty in his heart.

However, no matter what Ma Senming tried to persuade, Song Ziyu was already determined to reclaim wasteland.

Song Ziyu said: "Everyone, please listen to me. There are three benefits of reclaiming wasteland:

It can alleviate the problem of food shortage in settlements.

Can create a production base.

The uneaten grain is sold and sold.

What Song Ziyu said was so exciting, but the three giants all looked like they were constipated.

Then Ma Senming said: "Xiao Song, what you said is right, but the problem is that the land cannot grow food."

Song Ziyu was anxious, and his face looked like when Lao Jia went overseas to build cars.

Resolutely and decisively.

Song Ziyu said loudly: "You three, just tell me, will you vote for this project? If you don't vote, I will do it myself, but just don't cause any trouble for me!"

Song Ziyu's words are so resounding that every spittle makes a star shine.

"What are you doing?" Tian Yue muttered.

Song Ziyu said: "I have made up my mind, will you vote?"

Song Ziyu became Zhou Chaoxian in seconds.

"I'll forget it. I don't want to do such a wasteful thing... But Xiao Song, if you need people, my people can be used by you. You just need to give them a bite to eat." Tian Yue was the first.

Take a stand.

Ma Senming pondered for a moment and then said: "I will also give up investing. There is no way this thing will succeed."

However, Ma Senming also added: "Although I don't invest, I will never hinder you. After all, everything you do is good for the settlement, so you can rest assured."

"Thank you, Uncle Ma!" Song Ziyu beamed with joy.

Ma Senming waved his hand and said, "Don't thank me, I just have one request."

"You tell me!" Song Ziyu said.

"If you mess up the land reclamation, don't blame me for reminding you that you can't do it... If you really mess up, don't hold a grudge against me." Ma Senming was old and emphasized important things three times.

"How could that be? What does it have to do with you? How could I hold grudge against you!" Song Ziyu smiled and shook his head.

"That's wrong. After all, it's my decision to allocate the land to you. I don't want to see you go astray." Ma Senming looked disappointed.

Ma Senming had some words left unfinished. His family had been working on this land for four generations, but nothing had been produced...

"Uncle Ma, you are worrying too much. It was my idea. Even if I mess up, I can't blame you."

Song Ziyu finally looked at Zhao Yuanba, his sworn brother.

"Brother Ba, what do you think?" Song Ziyu asked with a smile.

"Brother...you are putting me on the fire." Zhao Yuanba rubbed his hands and said, "If I say I won't invest, that means I'm being dishonest, but I did, and I feel a little stupid, brother.

,Brother, it’s hard for me.”

Song Ziyu looked at Zhao Yuanba with a faint smile: "Brother Ba, don't be embarrassed, just make a decision, don't ruin our relationship."

Finally, Zhao Yuanba gritted his teeth and said, "That's all. In order to support my brother's dream, I will act like a fool. In this project, I, Zhao Yuanba, will invest 20% in my own name!"

"Okay, it's settled!" Song Ziyu shot

Boardwalk.

The next day, the Longshan settlement released news that the Longshan Chamber of Commerce was preparing to organize manpower to reclaim 5,000 acres of wasteland and to recruit some people with planting skills...

As soon as the news is released!

The whole settlement is boiling!
To be continued...