The air in the mountains was still better. This Jiuxian Cave, surrounded by mountains on three sides, was said by Xing Yao to have very little wind year-round. Sometimes, even when it snowed outside the mountains, it wouldn't snow here, possessing a distinct and unique microclimate. Looking at the deserted village below and the vast tracts of barren land surrounding it, I suddenly thought that this place used to be a relatively prosperous village. However, it was only after the "Nine Immortals" descended and caused trouble in the village that the villagers were driven away. Since then, the legend of "Fan Shen Village causing trouble with demons" spread, and no one dared to live here anymore.
But things were different now. The "Nine Immortals" had already moved away, and even Han Yin Temple was almost razed to the ground by Yao Yao. This "Juhua Mountain" had lost its significance as the sealing ground for Mujige. Could the land below the mountain be utilized normally?
This place was about thirty kilometers from the city, situated at the border of two prefecture-level cities. It was embraced by mountains, with streams murmuring, and a mild climate. The northern peaks could block the cold currents from Siberia, making the winter temperature 5-10 degrees Celsius higher than outside the mountains. Xing Yao said that the stream water flowing down from the mountain in winter wouldn't even freeze. The southern mountains could block the heat waves from the Bohai Sea in summer, keeping the mountain summers consistently below 30 degrees Celsius. As for spring and autumn, the temperature and humidity were very suitable, with distinct yet gentle seasons, truly a paradise.
If I had a few hundred million, I would lease this place, build dozens of villas along the stream flowing down from the mountain, and plant grapes on all the surrounding original farmland. The slopes weren't suitable for grapes, so I'd plant fruit trees. I had seen when I went up the mountain; it was all sandy soil, not ideal for planting corn or other ordinary crops, but excellent for growing fruits. The high sweetness of fruits in Xinjiang was partly due to sunlight, and partly because they grew in this sandy soil. Although Fan Shen Village was surrounded by mountains, they were far from the central land, so they wouldn't block the sunlight. Coupled with the abundance of sunny days, there would definitely be ample sunlight.
Visibly, this project would be lucrative, as it was an ownerless deserted village, making the investment cost low. It was a pity I didn't have a few hundred million.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Someone patted my shoulder from behind.
Turning around, I saw Chen Lu. I excitedly shared my thoughts with her.
Chen Lu came from a merchant family and had been exposed to business matters since childhood, possessing a keen business sense. She thought this was a very reliable idea and planned to discuss it with her father later, to see if he was interested.
"That's right!" I slapped Chen Lu's thigh. "Your family is rich, and you've done real estate development before, so you have experience. Don't wait till later. Since there's nothing to do now, call him right now... However, your family just lost a hundred million. Are you facing cash flow problems?"
"Just a hundred million," Chen Lu said nonchalantly, taking out her phone. "It's not enough to break the bank. Hello, Dad, I have a project here that requires an investment..."
Chen Lu pointed at the deserted village and the surrounding hillsides below and quickly did some additions: "It requires an investment of about 230 million yuan. Is that okay?"
"No problem, as long as you're alright, anything is fine!" Chen Jianguo said cheerfully.
"But, Dad, this project was conceived by Wu Chengfeng. Should he get shares?"
"What's yours is his."
"It's different. People now differentiate between pre-marital and post-marital property, and we're not even at that stage yet." Hearing Chen Lu say this, I felt a bit uncomfortable, to be honest.
But what she said next made me understand an idiom: "first suppress, then raise."
"How about this, Dad? You invest 230 million yuan. 130 million of it is my share, and the other 100 million is yours lent to Wu Chengfeng. If it fails, it fails. If it makes a profit, you get the principal back, and the profit is split three-seven between you and him, you get three, he gets seven. How about that?"
"Hahaha," Chen Jianguo laughed. "You girl, you're turning your elbows outwards too much!"
"Xiehu" is a Northeast dialect, roughly meaning "amazing" or "to an extreme degree."