Free Web NovelChapter 57: Chapter 57 Loss
Hearing the noise, Zhou Mazi and his gang dropped their loot and ran, scattering in all directions.
They didn’t dare to go home and headed straight for the hills behind the village instead.
During the day, the villagers had listened to Wang Xiaoer’s prediction that thieves would come at night, and sure enough, they did.
"Doesn’t that man look like Zhou Mazi? He’s the only one who loves to commit such petty thefts."
The villagers stopped the chase and stood there, cursing and swearing.
Wang Hao just smiled and shouted loudly.
"Today was really worth it, earned a battery storage unit, and it’s a high-end model, too, must be worth over thirty thousand at least!"
Although Zhou Mazi had run far away, he still heard the shout and slapped his thigh in regret.
Watching Zhou Mazi run into the hills, Wang Hao and the villagers took the battery storage unit home.
"Wang Hao, what is this thing? And it’s so heavy?"
Wang Xiaoer was curious.
In fact, he’d seen something similar at Wang Hao’s house, only knowing it was part of the equipment in the greenhouse, but he had no idea what it was used for.
"This thing has a lot of uses."
Wang Hao inspected it, a smile spreading over his face as he spoke.
"The greenhouse equipment runs on this, and I already had one built into my devices. I was thinking about whether to buy another one as a backup, but now, Zhou Mazi was kind enough to deliver one to me."
After hearing this, Wang Xiaoer nodded his head, though it was unclear whether he really understood or not.
Everyone helped Wang Hao carry the storage battery into his yard before heading home to rest, as they had to wake up early for work the next day.
After everyone left, Wang Hao stood in the courtyard, staring at the stolen storage battery and chuckling to himself.
This time Zhou Mazi had made a big loss, giving away thirty thousand yuan for nothing. He likely wouldn’t have the time to bother him anymore.
In fact, Zhou Mazi’s loss was much more than just thirty thousand yuan.
Every time he encountered Wang Hao, he ended up injured; this time, he got himself electrocuted and his head bashed in, quite seriously at that, likely causing a concussion.
Zhou Mazi and his cohorts hid in the hills, waiting until Wang Hao and the others had all gone home before they dared to come out.
His head still throbbed from time to time, and when he touched it, he was still bleeding.
He would need to go to the hospital in town tomorrow; he couldn’t afford to have any lingering issues.
Everyone else went straight home, but Zhou Mazi headed for the home of the village chief, Zhao Youquan.
However, as soon as Zhou Mazi reached the doorstep, he heard some indecent noises coming from inside.
It didn’t last more than two minutes before it stopped.
Zhou Mazi was fuming outside, getting bullied while that old man was enjoying his time at home, and even finished so quickly. What a letdown.
So he banged on the door loudly, calling for Zhao Youquan to come out.
"Who’s there? Who would come knocking at my door in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?"
Liu Xiulan came out irritably to open the door for Zhou Mazi.
Having been unsatisfied just moments before, she was already frustrated, with no outlet for her anger, and now someone was pounding at the door, so she yelled out.
"Zhou Mazi, are you looking for trouble in the middle of the night..."
Liu Xiulan had just opened the door when Zhou Mazi charged in, seeing her clad only in a simple nightgown, her ample chest boldly inviting, almost irresistible to bite.
Such a fine figure was truly wasted. Zhou Mazi bypassed Liu Xiulan and went straight into the room to look for Zhao Youquan, thinking of settling the score with this woman later.
"What happened to you?"
Zhao Youquan saw Zhou Mazi, his hair standing on end and smelling of smoke, and couldn’t help but ask.
Zhou Mazi did not speak, only gave Zhao Youquan a cold look.
"Don’t tell me you got thrashed by Wang Hao again?"
Zhao Youquan tried to hold back his laughter, it seemed like he had anticipated Zhou Mazi being bullied.
"That Wang Hao is a jinx; how could he have known that I buried the storage battery there?"
Zhou Mazi said angrily.
"This isn’t over between me and him; by the way, how’s that matter I told you about going?"
"Don’t worry, the town mayor said although the documents haven’t come down to the village yet, with my solid relationship with the mayor, as long as Wang Hao continues to be this brazen, I guarantee he won’t have any good days ahead."
Zhao Youquan said with full confidence.
Hearing this response, Zhou Mazi’s anger slowly faded, and he got up, preparing to head home.
"You’re still going like this?"
Zhao Youquan asked somewhat puzzled, thinking that he was going straight to settle accounts with Wang Hao.
"Dammit, I don’t fancy dying at Wang Hao’s hands. Tomorrow I have to go to the big hospital in the city to get checked out; I can’t ignore the possibility of a concussion."
Zhou Mazi couldn’t help but curse out loud.
After saying so, he left with a belly full of grievances.
Early the next morning, before Wang Hao had gotten out of bed, the villagers had already had their breakfast and gone to work in the fields.
By the time Wang Hao arrived in the fields, they had set up a large greenhouse, and now there was roughly five acres of area already constructed.
In Chen Village and its surrounding area, this was now the greenhouse with the highest number and widest coverage.
Wang Hao was still planning to construct thirty acres. Apart from the necessary space for access, flood prevention, and other distances, there were still about twenty-two to twenty-three acres that needed erecting.
Considering the current pace of everyone involved, it wouldn’t be many days before they completed it.
Once Xia Xue’s soil analysis report was back, they could buy seeds appropriate for the conditions and start planting.
But the issue of funding hadn’t been addressed yet...
"Big Brother Hao, Aunt Chen is here! She’s been looking all over for you!"
As Wang Hao was worrying about money, he heard Su Lin’s shouting from afar.
"Talk about perfect timing!"
Wang Hao was delighted and quickly replied, "Hold on, I’ll be right there!"
After telling the villagers, Wang Hao hurried home and carefully dug out the Lingzhi, then headed to Su Zhenping’s house.
Upon entering, he saw Su Zhenping and Chen Hongying deep in conversation.
Besides them, there were two older people whose legs didn’t seem very strong; they were both leaning on crutches, continuously inspecting Su Zhenping’s herbs.
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The old man spotted the origins of Su Zhenping’s herbs right away.
"Mr. Peng really has a sharp eye to recognize them at a glance,"
Smiling, Su Zhenping continued the conversation.
"Behind Chen Village, there is an abundance of wild herbs. Whenever I have time, I go and gather them to sell on my own, saving some costs. Besides, not all the herbs bought outside are genuine."
"That’s true. We’ve seen many counterfeit herbs while helping others verify drugs outside," Mr. Peng said while nodding.
Wang Hao, listening to their conversation, felt more at ease. It seemed that Chen Hongying had indeed found an expert.
"Sister Chen, Mr. Peng, hello!"
As Wang Hao entered, he greeted them with a cheerful smile.
Seeing Wang Hao, Chen Hongying immediately stood up to introduce him.
"Mr. Peng, this is Wang Hao who I was telling you about. He is the one who gathered the Lingzhi."
Then, turning to Wang Hao, she introduced, "This is Mr. Peng Hailin, a prominent figure in the field of Traditional Chinese Medicine. He has done extensive research on wild Lingzhi and came especially today for verification. Normally, he doesn’t leave his mountain retreat."
Wang Hao wasn’t concerned with that much detail; as long as the man wasn’t a fraud, that was enough. He wanted the Lingzhi authenticated quickly so he could sell it.
He then took out the Lingzhi from behind and placed it on the table.
Upon seeing the Lingzhi, Peng Hailin was initially taken aback, then picked up a magnifying glass to examine it closely.
After a good while, he put down the magnifying glass, shaking his head and sighing.
Seeing this reaction, Wang Hao’s heart tightened, worried that the old man might be unwilling to buy.
Since Wang Hao wasn’t very skilled in Lingzhi authentication, he moved closer to Su Zhenping and asked him to inquire about the situation.
"Mr. Peng, what do you think of this Lingzhi?"
Su Zhenping asked cautiously.
Peng Hailin adjusted his reading glasses, his face full of regret.
"This Lingzhi is a fine specimen, it’s just that... it’s a pity..."
