super agricultural empire

() Yu Wufeng was opening the text message bar, intending to enter the edited text message, when a caller ID suddenly popped up, blocking the top of the screen.

Originally, he was concentrating on editing the content of the text message, but the phone call that popped up suddenly surprised people, and when he saw the displayed name, he was even more astonished. He didn't expect that she would take the initiative to call him.

Yu Wufeng was stunned for a moment, and when the phone rang for the third time, he pressed the answer button, and just about to say hello, a joyful voice came over there.

"Hee hee, Brother Bing! Guess who I am."

"Uh, Nurse Cai..." Yu Wufeng was a little dumbfounded, he just came back from Changlong, and not many people knew his phone number, not to mention that when Cai Xiaoqin opened his mouth, he called out such a sweet "brother soldier", even his voice didn't change for a while , It's hard not to know the identity.

"Hmph, boring, don't call me Nurse Cai, Xiaoqin, Xiaoqin, my name is Xiaoqin. Did you hear that, brother Bing?"

"..."

"I didn't expect that I would call you? Hee hee, Brother Bing, I want to invite you. It's the weekend. I promised to invite me to dinner yesterday. Why didn't I respond at all? Did I forget? Or Don't you want to invite me..." Cai Xiaoqin's voice sounded a bit resentful.

"Please, definitely please, sister Xiaoqin has helped you so much, as a brother, you must invite me to dinner, thank you Sarah."

Only then did Yu Wufeng remember that when he left the hospital yesterday, the little nurse shouted behind him that he was going to treat him to dinner on the weekend, and he was so focused on the greenhouse that he almost forgot, so he said hastily,

"I'm afraid I won't be able to invite you at noon. I'm not in the county right now. I'll invite you tomorrow, okay?"

"Tomorrow? Huh, no, I have to be on duty tomorrow, so today is the day! Not at noon, just at night."

"Then, okay, by the way, call your cousin." Yu Wufeng agreed. He happened to go to the county town to pick up the car in the afternoon, and it would be convenient to come back in the evening.

"Hee hee, let's do this first, Brother Bing, I'll wait for your call."

Yu Wufeng hung up the phone, and the interface automatically returned to the text message editing interface, finished writing the remaining text messages, and sent them to Wang Xiaofei and Zhang Yang respectively.

Looking at the time displayed, it was past nine o'clock in the morning, the sun climbed higher and higher, and the temperature in the mountain village rose accordingly. Standing on the ridge of the crop field, the breeze blew, and the heat of the vegetation rushed towards us, which was unusually smoky. .

Yu Wufeng walked down the ridge and walked on the ridge of the corn field. The corn leaves were sun-drenched, and the branches were stretched and hung low beside the corn stalks.

In some corn fields, the villagers used hoes to dig out the soil ditches and raise the corn's potential. On the one hand, they put soil on the corn nests, commonly known as upper pockets, to form soil ridges, and covered the root system with more soil, which helped For the growth of corn and the prevention of lodging.

On the other hand, red sweet potato seedlings can be planted along the soil ridges made by the corn rows. However, due to the dry weather and the lack of rain, the soil ridges are all empty. It will not be suitable for planting until it rains and the rain moistens the soil. .

Yu Wufeng walked around the grain fields in the village. Most of the grain fields are planted with corn, some places are planted with peanuts, some grain fields have been converted into fruit forests, and a lot of land is left uncultivated and nothing is planted. , overgrown with weeds.

The younger generation, like Yu Wufeng, who was born in the [-]s, stayed in the countryside to farm. There is no such thing. Young people have gone out to work to earn money. Even many people of the older generation have left their land and moved to big cities. Here, he worked as a migrant worker and worked as a coolie to earn money.

It's no wonder that the father's reaction to his son's suggestion of farming was so intense.

Yu Wufeng has just come back now, and many of the villagers who stayed behind in the countryside don't know what happened to the Yu family's son this time. I really don't know how to feel.

Of course, these are not what Yu Wufeng is concerned about. As for the idle land, most of them are sloping land, and they are relatively scattered. It is very inconvenient to plant them uniformly, and the water source is a big problem.

In Yu Wufeng's view, the center of gravity is still the field, the flat piece of land, and the few remaining greenhouses there are of value for use.

It was still early, and Yu Wufeng followed the path to the shed. In the countryside, almost every piece of land can be called by a name based on the general topography, such as dustpan soil, chicken coop soil, and so on.

Tianfu Province is hilly and low-lying. Unlike some places, what you can see is endless fields. The land on Changlong's side, the hillsides, ravines, and ridges, are all cultivated land reclaimed by hardworking people.

Of course, due to the management of the environment, some hillside land has been converted to forests, and trees such as green pines have been planted.

The location where the greenhouse is located is called the drying field dam in the village, and it is the most flat and spacious piece of land among the scattered hundreds of acres of land in Zhengjia Village.

That piece of land belongs to the village committee's centralized use of land. The land of scattered villagers was expropriated and compensated in cash, and then the land of several villagers was integrated and a large piece of land was subcontracted.

The country is engaged in the construction of a new rural economy, in response to the county party committee's indicators. Zhengjia Village Village Committee wants to get rid of poverty and become rich. Naturally, it has launched many projects to encourage villagers to plant a large number of fruit trees and the like. an economic project.

As a result, under the trend of the rise of large-scale greenhouses across the country, the greenhouses invested by the boss in Zhengjia Village are losing money and cannot be operated.

Yu Wufeng came to Sunchangba. The land here is flat, just like a football field, surrounded by hillside stands, but corn, fruit trees and other crops are planted.

There is no one to manage the greenhouse. The brick and cement infrastructure has been demolished by the villagers a lot, and the village committee can't manage it. The entire greenhouse base can be said to be completely deserted. It is full of weeds, and the ground is hard and solid. It has been a long time Not rounded.

There are five greenhouse infrastructures in total, and some villagers have planted other crops on other lands.

Yu Wufeng made a rough estimate. The greenhouses here are all built according to the specifications of one mu of land. Five greenhouses are more than five mu of land. After the entire contract, the investment seems a bit too large. Judging from the funds raised so far , may be overwhelming.

However, for the specific contracting price, you have to go to the village committee and ask the village head.

Thinking of this, Yu Wufeng walked back. On the way home, his mobile phone received two text messages one after another, from Wang Xiaofei and Zhang Yang respectively. The general content said that the money needed has been transferred to the designated account, pay attention to check.

Yu Wufeng smiled and replied the messages to the two classmates, thanking them very much for their generosity.

5 minute later.

When Yu Wufeng came home, his father was fishing in the weir pond next to the house, with a large parasol standing behind him to protect him from the direct sunlight.

Yu Wufeng walked over, and there were two mottled bamboo fishing rods in front of his father, floating far away on the water surface, when the wind blew, the old man was smoking carefully, staring at the water surface carefully, waiting for the fish the hook.

"Dad, no one is contracting this pond?" Yu Wufeng squatted beside him and asked.

"You still want to raise fish... This fish pond is not closed, and it will leak. In autumn and winter, when the water is dry, it will dry up. You have to go to the river to pump water up. No one wants to spend that money." The father looked at his son and noticed The power is transferred to the float again.

"Dad, who is the village head now?"

"Who else is it? It's not that Li Shengquan. Why are you asking this?"

"I'm going to rent out the greenhouse over the shaichang dam."

"Hey, go, this will be at home. Don't go empty-handed." Father reminded.

"Well, then I'll go there first." Yu Wufeng stood up and walked home.

The father looked at the figure of his son, sighed, and stretched out his hand to grab the fishing rod. There were fish biting the hook in the water.

Yu Wufeng went home and changed his clothes, went out, first went to Boss Wu at the entrance of the village, bought cigarettes and alcohol as gifts, and then went to the village chief's house.

The village head's house is in the south of the village, and he had to climb over a hillside. After 15 minutes, Yu Wufeng found the village head's house, which was also a small three-story western-style building with a large courtyard.

"Uncle Li." Yu Wufeng said to the middle-aged man who opened the door, handing him cigarettes and alcohol.

"Hey, isn't this the eldest son of Lao Yu's family? Look at you, come here as soon as you come, and bring things, it's too strange, so what, sit in the house, sit in the house." Li Shengquan received the gift with a smile on his face. .

Yu Wufeng followed Village Chief Li into the house. Village Chief Li put the bag of cigarettes and alcohol on the coffee table and poured a glass of boiling water for Yu Wufeng who was sitting down.

"When did you come back? How is life in the army?" Village Chief Li asked.

When Yu Wufeng enlisted in the army, Village Chief Li notified him on the radio, and he helped a lot with the procedures for the political review of his enlistment.

"It's okay, I've just been back for a few days. Uncle Li, I want to ask, what is Murakami going to do with the greenhouse on the side of the sunbathing dam?"

"You want to contract?" Li Shengquan realized something, and instead of answering Yu Wufeng directly, he looked at the young man suspiciously and asked.

"Well, I'm not retired, I plan to build some greenhouses." Yu Wufeng nodded and said.

"Okay, young man, you are energetic, not bad." Li Shengquan was overjoyed and praised.

The greenhouse in the drying field is abandoned there, and the villagers are compensated for the land use every year. Without the investment from the boss, the money has to be paid by the village committee's finances.

It can be said that the burden of the greenhouse has become a heavy burden on the financial revenue of the village committee. Village cadres and members are all thinking of ways to throw this burden out.

In fact, at the very beginning, the village committee established the greenhouse economic project because it really wanted to do a good job in rural economic construction, drive the overall agricultural economy of Zhengjia Village, and let more villagers see the advantages of greenhouse planting.

The initial investment by the boss was the use fee of [-] mu of land. As a result, the attracted boss invested a lot of money, but it has not been done well. The contract fee has dropped from [-] to [-], [-], and then dropped again. , to attract new owners to invest in greenhouses, but no one cares.

The village committee and class organization have lost confidence in this greenhouse economic project.

Now Yu Wufeng came to the door and was willing to contract the greenhouse, which gave the village head Li Shengquan hope again.

Village head Li first encouraged and praised the young man, drank some water, and then said slowly: "Originally, the annual land acquisition fee for a greenhouse is [-], and I won't hide it from you. A few bosses came, and they did it several times before and after, but they all lost money, and now the shed is also deserted."

"However, in response to the new rural economic construction in the county, our village has implemented the spirit of supporting farmers to cultivate land with science and technology and scientific breeding, and has adjusted the contracting fee price. One greenhouse is [-] years, and five greenhouses need to be contracted together. Sign a five-year agreement."

"Xiaoyu, you are from our own village in Zhengjia Village. Since you have the courage in this regard, contracting the greenhouse is a good thing to improve the economic growth of the village. The village must strongly support it. Do you accept such conditions? If there are any difficulties , You tell me, I will discuss it with the cadres of the village committee."

The village chief's eyes were full of anticipation, and he hoped that the young man would agree to it immediately.

Li Shengquan finished speaking in one breath, and looked at the young man in front of him with inquiring eyes.