I See through Everything

Of course, Jiang Miao wasn’t an unreasonable man. On top of the official land acquisition and crop compensation, he planned to offer an additional, equivalent amount.

For Jiang Miao, this sum of money was nothing.

After all, that tract of land consisted of orchards, bamboo groves, pine forests, and acacia forests. According to Shanmei City’s standards for woodland expropriation, the compensation was 28.6 yuan per square meter.

As for the lychee and longan trees over ten years old, the compensation was 375 yuan per tree. The local planting density for lychee and longan was generally around 30 to 40 trees per mu.

In other words, for one mu of a lychee orchard over ten years old (calculated at 40 trees), the land compensation would be 19,047.6 yuan, and the crop compensation would be 15,000 yuan, totaling only 34,047.6 yuan.

For 100 mu, that would be around 3.5 million yuan.

That really wasn’t a lot of money.

Besides, these were his own people.

Of course, for every family that cooperated, on top of the double compensation, Jiang Miao would also arrange a position for one of them, like a security guard. After all, it was an unskilled and relatively easy job that paid over 3,000 yuan a month—a job many people would be happy to have.

If he did run into any troublemakers, Jiang Miao wouldn’t force the issue. He would just communicate directly with the Land Bureau and the town government to arrange a land swap, bypassing the difficult owners’ plots.

That was why, during his discussions with Luo Heguang, he had added an extra 10 mu to the plan as a reserve. It was a contingency in case he ran into troublemakers, making it easier to simply work around them.

In any case, the core plots belonged to his family’s third branch; the peripheral lands were adjustable.

...

Luo Heguang left in a hurry, planning to head to the city to report on the matter.

Meanwhile, Jiang Miao had Ke Yong drive him to the Magong Deep Port Diner, the same one he had visited before.

It was Room 306, just like last time.

Ke Yong and Li Zixuan discreetly went to the adjacent Room 307 to have their meal.

After he knocked,

The one who opened the door was the dark and stout Boss Lin. He greeted him with a hearty laugh, "Younger Brother Jiang, come in, come in!"

Jiang Miao didn’t stand on ceremony and walked right in. "Boss Lin, Mr. Li, it’s been a while."

The person sitting inside was none other than young Mr. Li—Li Jianming. He shot to his feet, his face beaming. "Brother Jiang, you’re too kind. Please, have a seat."

"Mr. Li..."

"Brother Jiang, please don’t. Just call me Jianming! ’Mr.’ is far too formal," Li Jianming said as he poured the tea.

Jiang Miao glanced at Li Jianming’s physical condition and smiled. "Alright then, Brother Jianming. I see you’re recovering quite well. Have you been feeling more energetic lately?"

"I have. I feel like I’m twenty again." Li Jianming was a changed man, the gloom and lethargy that had plagued him before now gone.

Jiang Miao took a sip of tea. "Brother Jianming, this is just the initial recovery phase. Two or three times a week is fine. Any more and you risk a relapse."

"I’ll be sure to keep that in mind," Li Jianming said, then quickly asked, "Brother Jiang, does the dietary therapy plan need to be adjusted?"

"Yes. One moment." Jiang Miao took out a notebook and a ballpoint pen. He checked Li Jianming’s pulse and observed him for a while before lowering his head and writing in the notebook for over twenty minutes.

This time, he once again adjusted the dosage for the Vitamin C and selenium yeast tablets. He also made changes to the diet: the daily intake of goat’s milk was reduced to about 400 ml, while Tomato consumption was increased to about 300 grams per day. Other items like meat, eggs, vegetables, fruit, and rice were also slightly modified.

It was, again, a one-week meal plan.

"This is the dietary therapy plan for the month. Take a look."

Li Jianming quickly took it. After looking it over for a moment, he saw the adjustments weren’t major, but he trusted that Jiang Miao wouldn’t mislead him. He hurriedly expressed his gratitude, "Thank you so much, Brother Jiang. If you ever need my help in the future, I, Li Jianming, will not hesitate."

"You’re too kind. Let’s eat first."

Before long, all the dishes had been served.

Boss Lin, meanwhile, asked with a broad smile, "Younger Brother Jiang, this old brother of yours isn’t what he used to be. I’m having some trouble handling the tigress at home. Think you could write me up a remedy to get me back in fighting shape?"

Jiang Miao only needed to glance at the man’s complexion and take his pulse for a few minutes before he smiled and said, "Boss Lin, your problem is that you’re overdoing it with the tonics and not getting enough exercise. That’s actually what’s causing your lack of energy."

"What?" Boss Lin froze, his chopsticks hovering over a plate of oyster pancake. A cold sweat broke out on his forehead. "My wife really does make me tonic soups all the time—soft-shelled turtle soup, dragon-tiger soup, cordyceps... Are you saying I can’t eat those things?"

"You can, just not too often. Once a month is fine, but if you’re having them every few days, you’re overdoing it." Jiang Miao was only pointing this out because he could perceive the buildup of various unusual substances in the man’s body.

As apex predators, humans are prone to heavy metal accumulation, especially when frequently consuming so-called "health tonics."

Besides, even if those tonics do contain ingredients that boost one’s vitality, it’s never a good idea to consume too much at once.

In short, you can have too much of a good thing.

Jiang Miao reiterated his advice to Boss Lin, "Just break the habit of eating so many tonics, add an hour of exercise every day, and you’ll be back to normal in two or three months."

"Thanks, Younger Brother Jiang! I’ll down this cup to show my respect. You guys drink at your own pace!"

Over the course of the meal, their bond grew stronger.

Li Jianming, for his part, didn’t mention that his father had paid a visit to the Yandun Mountain Feed Factory that day.

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, Li Jianming took the new dietary plan and drove off in a hurry, heading back to the Red Bay Power District on Binhai Avenue.

Boss Lin mentioned he was heading to Yangcheng for about two months, so he told Li Jianming he’d have to come to Magong Town on his own to find Jiang Miao next month.

After watching the two men drive away, Jiang Miao had Ke Yong and Li Zixuan take him back to the company headquarters.