"Yes, I want to buy the hill."
Qin Xi nodded firmly. "Uncle Liu, I want to plant tea trees on the hill. I wonder if you've noticed something. In recent years, our village has been producing more and more tea than ever, but why are we earning less and less?
"Not only that, but the middlemen are also getting more and more shameless about taking kickbacks. We've been working hard all year long, but it turns out that middlemen are the ones who profited the most. The income we earn is only enough to maintain the status quo. As a result, the quality of life in our village is much worse than in other villages."
Liu Shuan's expression immediately became solemn. He had been the village chief for so many years. Naturally, he knew very well about the situation.
However, there was nothing he could do.