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Chapter 256 Dog Training

The resettlement area to the west of the prime minister's gathering place was built before the end of the world to accommodate relocated poor households.

Each building is two stories high and has a small vegetable garden in front of it. The architectural style is like a retro villa.

After Gu Jianguo brought the army back, the survivors who were later incorporated were all settled here.

Compared to the small building where each family lived before the end of the world, now it has been changed into a dormitory building with twenty people living in one building.

As the saying goes, "It is not the lack of wealth that is worrying, but the inequality of wealth"

In order to reduce disputes, Gu Jianguo also took great pains to directly make them all widows.

The beds, furniture and electrical appliances have all been removed, leaving the house with nothing but bare walls!

All the survivors living here sleep on the floor, so everyone is living a miserable life and there is nothing much to say.

However, in this poor resettlement area, there are several small buildings that seem out of place. The vegetable garden outside the buildings is planted with some interesting flowers and plants, and the buildings are fully furnished with furniture and electrical appliances.

Although it cannot be considered luxurious, and at most can only reach the resettlement level of poverty alleviation families before the end of the world, but in the end of the world, it is already a remarkable quality of life.

In this area, it stands out from the crowd!

These families were the original management of several human forces that were later incorporated into the gathering place.

dong dong dong~

"Village Chief! Village Chief! The gathering place is calling you to attend a meeting!"

"Meeting?"

Wang Xing, who had just gotten up and was eating breakfast in the living room, was surprised to hear this.

I thought that the gathering place was eager to exclude me from the rights, so why were they asking me to hold a meeting now?

"Come in!"

A dark-skinned man with triangular eyes came in from outside the door. There was an obvious scar at the corner of his eye, and he looked very fierce.

After entering the door, the man with triangular eyes curiously looked around the current home of his village chief, and the more he looked, the angrier he became!

Damn it! Otherwise, everyone would be vying to be the village chief. Life is so comfortable even in this apocalypse!

I just got a steamed bun this morning. It looked big, but when I squeezed it hard, it was as thin as paper. It felt like I hadn’t eaten anything!

This damn old man eats three steamed buns, a bowl of white porridge, and a plate of pickles by himself?

Damn it, he sold the village to the gathering place and didn’t care about our life or death, but he just closed the door and enjoyed himself?

Wang Xing was wearing silk pajamas, with his eyes half-closed, leaning listlessly on the yellow fabric sofa, looking somewhat lifeless.

"The gathering place just called a meeting? Nothing else was said?" Wang Xing's voice was hoarse, and his words sounded like the friction of sand and gravel.

Hearing this, Wang Meng, the triangular-eyed man, felt very uncomfortable.

"What else can I do? Village chief, you are old, I am afraid you can't digest so many steamed buns, why don't you give them to me!"

As he said that, Wang Meng reached out to take the steamed bun.

slap~

A pair of iron chopsticks hit Wang Meng's hand fiercely, leaving two bloody marks. The pain made Wang Meng's hand, which had just been stretched out, suddenly retract.

Ignoring Wang Meng's angry expression, Wang Xing calmly took back the chopsticks in his hand, like calling a dog.

Suck, suck, suck, suck~

Called up

A drooling black dog heard the noise and hurriedly ran out of the room, wagging its tail wildly at Wang Xing.

Seeing this, Wang Xing casually threw the steamed bun on the table to the black dog. Watching the black dog wolfing it down, Wang Xing slowly spoke again:

"Wang Meng, look, even animals know that they should wag their tails before eating."

"It only asks for what its master gives it. If the master doesn't give it anything, it won't cry out even if it's hungry!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Meng's face turned from black to red, and then quickly turned blue. His sandbag-sized fists were clenched so tightly that veins were throbbing!

However, Wang Xing acted as if he didn't see it, not caring at all whether Wang Meng wanted to kill him or not, and continued to talk to himself:

"Everyone says that dogs understand human nature, but do they really know how to respect the elderly and love the young? I don't think so. How can animals understand something that humans don't understand?"

"Well, do you understand? Wang Meng?"

As he spoke, Wang Xing's cloudy old eyes sparkled with brilliance, staring at Wang Meng so hard that he didn't dare to meet his gaze and subconsciously looked away.

After I realized what was going on, I felt embarrassed and at the same time, a strong sense of fear rose in my heart.

This old dog has a backup plan? ?

"So the position of the alpha wolf is not easy to get, and it's not who gets the position the oldest. It depends on strength!"

"Before a dog loses its strength, it must learn to be obedient. Otherwise, it will not only starve, but also be beaten to death!"

Wang Xing's tone was cold, and every word seemed to be scraping Wang Meng's bones, making Wang Meng sweat profusely.

"Be good, Dahei, go back to the balcony and eat!"

Wang Xing gently patted the big black dog's head. The sound of flesh hitting flesh was like patting Wang Meng's heart.

"Oh~ I'm old now, I really can't eat so much. Come on, Wang Meng, I'll pick one for you!"

As he spoke, the pair of strong hands controlled the iron chopsticks, picked up a steamed bun and handed it to Wang Meng.

Wang Meng struggled when he saw this, but he finally reached out to take it.

This old man is too sinister, so he decided to endure it until he finds out the truth.

I'll kill him later!

Seeing Wang Meng obediently reaching out to take it, Wang Xing smiled happily, as if he had tamed a dog again.

I am old and the village has been incorporated into the gathering place, but that doesn’t mean that anyone can ask me for it!

Voluntarily stepping down and being driven out are two different outcomes!

Although he incorporated Huya Village into the gathering place, he also gained enough benefits for the village!

That is 5000 acres of arable land directly controlled by the village!

What is the most valuable resource in the end times? Of course it is food!

With more than 5000 acres of land, not counting other crops, the rice alone can produce 3000 tons a year!

By then, whether it is consumed in the village or traded with the gathering place, it will be a huge profit!

And the so-called integration is only on the surface. In reality, the people in the village still stick together.

You can also enjoy the protection of the villagers’ personal safety and farmland provided by the gathering place!

The only thing we have to pay is the nominal incorporation!

This leader, Gu, is too arrogant. He doesn’t understand the grassroots, let alone the countryside!

Thinking of this, Wang Xing couldn't help but want to laugh at Gu Jianguo's lack of strategy and wisdom! Want to swallow us up?

Let’s see how we can lie under the big tree in the gathering place and develop the village into a bigger one!

So what if I don’t assign positions to you? Once our villages develop, I’ll show you who is the uncrowned king of the gathering place!

Wang Xing became more confident when he thought of several other villages that had also asked the settlement area for the right to operate farmland.

"Besides me, who else did the gathering place call? What about other villages?"

Feeling that he had won, Wang Xing slowly took out a mottled salt bag from his pocket, took out a piece of cut tobacco leaf from it, rubbed it with his hands, rolled it into a suitable size and stuffed it into the pipe.

Kata~

Seeing this, Wang Meng swallowed the steamed bun in his hand in two bites, took out his lighter and quickly lit it.

Wang Xing showed a satisfied expression when he saw this, and then he started to puff on the pipe in his hand.

"In addition to calling you, we have also notified people in other villages, and have named the person in charge to come over."

Hearing this, Wang Xing was silent for a while, with smoke coming out of his mouth like a chimney.

After thinking for a long time, I still couldn't figure out Gu Jianguo's intention.

Is it possible that he regrets it?

Or do you want to reduce the amount of arable land allocated to each village?

It is unlikely that they will go back on their word. The interests of nearly a quarter of the people in the gathering place are involved, and it will be no joke if things get out of hand.

If you want to reduce the distribution, you can talk about it and make some symbolic concessions to give the other party face.

Wait until the village has completely established its foothold in the gathering place, then we can start fighting...

Thinking of this, Wang Xing's eyes hidden behind the smoke gradually became deep.

They say that people become smarter as they age.

Although Wang Xing has lived in the countryside all his life and is not as knowledgeable as Gu Jianguo, he is definitely smart when it comes to interpersonal struggles.

Otherwise, how could he have sat on the position of village chief for decades?

Do you really think this is a simple countryside, a simple countryside?

Those who say that the countryside is simple and honest are mostly literati who have never been to the countryside.

After living in the city for a long time, I imagined the countryside as a spiritual utopia...