Today, I'm Going to Spend the Billionaire's Hundred Million Again-Chapter 575: Dispute

However, as we walked along this path, everyone could see that the people in this village have a particular fondness for planting persimmon trees. Almost every household has one or two planted in front or behind their houses.

The villagers also really love planting osmanthus trees, and during this season, the scent of osmanthus fills the air everywhere in the village.

Upon entering the homestay, Rong Qingqing went straight to find the owner, a woman in her forties. Rong Qingqing directly approached her to inquire about spray paint. Coincidentally, the Boss Lady had a relative who was a painter, so upon hearing that Rong Qingqing needed a painter, she immediately gave her the relative’s phone number.

Rong Qingqing didn’t rush to make a call but instead asked the owner about the wages for the painter.

Since the Boss Lady had renovated a homestay, she naturally knew the prices and gave Rong Qingqing a rough estimate right off the bat. After sharing, she added, "We usually let him include labor and materials. Considering the large area you have, you could ask him for a discount. The price difference really comes down to the type of paint."

After listening to the Boss Lady, Rong Qingqing thanked her and then walked back to her teammates.

She said, "I think we can just use the cheapest industrial paint for the exterior walls. The lady said that such paint is sufficient for exterior walls, rain and sun resistant, and not prone to yellowing."

Zhao Junxi nodded in agreement. After all, their budget was limited, and the show’s rules didn’t allow them to spend out of pocket.

Otherwise, for such a beautiful homestay, Zhao Junxi wouldn’t have minded paying for it himself.

Yu Xiaoqian’s face changed when she heard they planned to use industrial paint, "That’s unacceptable, industrial paint is unhealthy!"

"It’s for the outside walls, not the inside. How is it unhealthy? The ventilation couldn’t be better; it won’t affect anyone staying at the homestay," said Rong Qingqing.

The Boss Lady nodded as well, "They call it industrial paint, but it isn’t that super cheap, low-quality stuff. If paint is being produced, it must meet the standards. It’s just that such paint isn’t typically used in homes, so painters just use the term ’industrial’ to differentiate it. People in the village have used it before, and when I walked by, I didn’t find the smell particularly strong."

"Formaldehyde is colorless and odorless, so of course, you didn’t smell it, but it has a significant impact on health. Even if it’s ventilated, formaldehyde still exists in the air. I feel we should use better quality paint. Don’t we have a budget of 100,000 yuan to spend?" Yu Xiaoqian stated, "Shouldn’t we at least use the kind that’s over 600 yuan a bucket? It’s said to be more environmentally friendly and healthier."

After saying this, Yu Xiaoqian glanced at Rong Qingqing, "Aren’t you just trying to save money without considering health?"

Rong Qingqing was so amused by Yu Xiaoqian’s description of "people like you" that she laughed, "Yu Xiaoqian, there are car exhaust fumes in the streets too, why don’t you ask your family to build you a space capsule?"

The Boss Lady nodded along and advised, "Girl, over 600 yuan a bucket doesn’t cover much area. Just think how many square meters the walls outside You Yuan are? If you really use the 600-plus yuan per bucket paint, you’ll spend nearly 20,000 yuan just painting the walls. Even though it’s not your money, you shouldn’t waste it."

Just thinking about spending almost 20,000 on an exterior wall made the Boss Lady feel sorry for her fellow villager.

In a village, almost everyone is somewhat related. It’s not easy for a couple to run a homestay; money doesn’t just fall from the sky.