Reborn in 79, the educated youth wife regretted her divorce.

Chapter 133 Gathering people to make trouble

"I, Jiang Yang, am making this clear today! We should prioritize taking care of the people in our village, that's perfectly reasonable! Everyone has relatives and friends, right? But!"

He suddenly raised his voice and said firmly, "I never said that people from other villages wouldn't be allowed to make money here!"

The crowd immediately fell silent, everyone pricked up their ears, afraid of missing a single word.

"My factory is just starting out, so I don't need too many people yet. Once it grows bigger, one village won't be enough, and I'll definitely have to recruit people from other villages!"

Jiang Yang pointed to the factory under construction behind him and said in a loud voice, "As you can see, once this factory is built, it will need at least several hundred people!"

"How many people can a village have? If you take away the old, the young, the sick, and the disabled, the people who can work are at most a hundred or so! Where do you recruit the rest? You have to recruit from the various villages, right?"

"but!"

He abruptly changed the subject, his tone suddenly becoming stern: "Gathering a crowd to cause trouble like today is absolutely unacceptable!"

"If you make such a scene, your reputation will spread. Who would dare to work for me? If something happens again someday, who can take responsibility?!"

"It's not that I, Jiang Yang, won't let you come; it's that they're afraid of trouble and won't dare to come! You should weigh the pros and cons yourselves—is this a worthwhile deal?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a buzz of discussion arose in the crowd.

Many people had expressions of sudden realization.

But some people were still unwilling to give up and started shouting at the top of their lungs.

"You...you're talking nonsense!"

"Can you guarantee that you'll definitely hire people from our village in the future?!"

Jiang Yang sneered, pointed to the bustling construction site behind him, and said emphatically, "The money I, Jiang Yang, have invested is the biggest guarantee! This factory needs at least several hundred people to operate! You can do the math yourselves, how many people can a village produce?!"

"This……"

A commotion arose in the crowd, and everyone looked at each other, unsure of what to say.

Just then, Wang Fugui, the village chief who had been silent all along, cleared his throat and slowly spoke.

"Jiang Yang, everyone has understood what you've said. However, building a factory is a big deal! As the old saying goes, it's better to believe it's true than not to believe it's true!"

"In my opinion, we should still invite an expert to take a look at the feng shui and calculate an auspicious date, just for good luck! That way, everyone can work with peace of mind, don't you think?"

Jiang Yang raised an eyebrow.

What kind of trick is that old fox up to now?

"Village Chief Wang, do you know a master?" he asked casually.

"Of course!" Wang Fugui proudly raised his head.

"I know a highly accomplished master. It's said that his methods are incredibly effective!"

Jiang Yang smiled faintly: "Oh? Since Village Chief Wang has said so, then please come and take a look."

He wanted to see what kind of expert this old fox could invite!

"Good! Good! Good!" Wang Fugui nodded repeatedly.

"Then it's settled! I'll invite them over in a few days!"

……

A few days later, an old man dressed in a Taoist robe and hat, holding a whisk, arrived at the construction site in Jiangyang, led by Wang Fugui.

The villagers, young and old, all gathered around, curiously examining this "expert."

"This is the one I told you about, the fiftieth generation successor of Longhu Mountain, Master Xuanzhen!" Wang Fugui introduced with a proud look.

"Longhu Mountain?"

"The fiftieth generation successor?"

"My goodness, this is quite a big deal!"

When the villagers heard this, they were immediately in an uproar.

The old man stroked his beard, smiled slightly, and looked unfathomable.

"I have come here today at the request of Village Chief Wang to examine the feng shui of this construction site and pray for blessings and the warding off of disasters."

As he spoke, he pulled a compass from his pocket and gestured with it in a pretentious manner.

"Hmm... This place is surrounded by mountains and water, sheltered from the wind and gathering energy, so it can be considered a feng shui treasure land. However..."

The old man changed the subject, his brows furrowing slightly.

"But what?" Wang Fugui asked hurriedly.

"But there seems to be something unclean in this place, which I need to perform a ritual to exorcise," the old man said mysteriously.

"The Taoist priest is indeed amazing!"

"You can tell that?"

"As expected of a master from Longhu Mountain!"

The villagers gasped in surprise again.

Jiang Yang stood aside, observing coldly.

This old man is quite adept at playing tricks.

He said with a half-smile, "Taoist Master, all talk and no action is useless. Why don't you show us something and let us all see what you've got!"

"Hmph! A trivial skill, what's so difficult about it?"

The old man snorted coldly, flicked his whisk, and took out a small porcelain bottle from his sleeve.

"Watch it carefully!"

As he spoke, he poured the liquid from the porcelain bottle onto the ground.

With a loud "boom," a ball of flame suddenly burst into flames on the ground!

"Wow!"

"Amazing!"

"Where did this fire come from?"

The villagers were once again amazed.

"It's just some acrobatic tricks," Jiang Yang said dismissively, scoffing.

"Master, if this is all you've got, then I'm really disappointed."

The old man wasn't worried when he saw that the man didn't believe him.

"Young man, don't be impatient. Wait until I set up the altar and perform the ritual, then you'll know you've regretted it!"

He looked at Wang Fugui: "Village Chief Wang, I need to prepare some things before I begin my ritual."

"Master, please tell me what you need!" Wang Fugui said hurriedly.

"Well, this humble Taoist needs three sacrificial offerings: one chicken, one duck, and one fish. I also need to prepare incense, candles, paper money, and yellow paper..."

"These all need to be fresh and of the best!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Fugui immediately turned to look at Jiang Yang.

"Jiang Yang, did you hear that? The Taoist priest needs these things to perform the ritual. Go and prepare them quickly!"

Jiang Yang sneered.

That old fox really did come to trick me!

"Village Chief Wang, I never said I would provide these things. You're trying to take things from me before we've even started? Dream on!"

"You!" Wang Fugui was so angry that he blew his beard and glared at his opponent.

"Jiang Yang, what do you mean by this? How can we open the jar if you don't bring anything?"

Jiang Yang shrugged, looking completely indifferent.

"Village Chief Wang, didn't you say this Taoist priest is very effective? Since so many people believe in him, wouldn't it be better to have those who believe bring their gifts over?"

Upon hearing this, several villagers hurriedly went home to prepare chicken, duck, fish, meat, incense, candles, and paper money, which they then set up at the construction site.

The old man nodded slightly and began to wave a peach wood sword around incoherently while muttering incantations.

Jiang Yang watched coldly, secretly amused.

This kind of scam can only fool these naive villagers.

After the old man performed his act, he took out a piece of yellow paper, made a few mysterious scribblings on it, lit it, and then chopped it with a peach wood sword.

"All right!"

He was panting heavily, and said in a pretentious tone, "The ritual is complete, and everything is fine now."