The mayor is a little bit thick

Chapter 94 The rush is not a business
The voices of the noisy people gradually became quieter, and one by one began to discuss with the left and right people about the cost and net income of each other's farming. The rain was good last year. If the rain was not frequent last year, the yield of cultivated land would have to be the same as in previous years. There is no way to hook the output of [-] Bagua.

Wang Biao gave [-] and bought a tractor that big. Let alone making money, it would be good if he didn’t lose money. As far as the tractor is concerned, it takes a lot of land and how many years to get the money back. ?
The crowd gradually stopped making noise. Although the general environment of the social age has made everyone become very profit-seeking, the simplicity and kindness in their bones are still there.

"I don't make money from farming. Really, I can't make any money from farming. Even the subsidies given by the state are not enough for the loss of agricultural machinery. That's why I buy so many cattle and sheep, because I want to make money In life, if I want to raise cattle and sheep to make money, I will rely on this to subsidize the loss of farming. Why do I need to expand the land by at least 30 acres this year? One is to help more people do what they can, and the other is to let me buy more There is work for agricultural machinery, otherwise you said that I spent millions of dollars to purchase various agricultural machinery, and ended up planting more than [-] fields. Isn’t that a tiger? Third, I want to get more policy help from the state and make cooperative farms dry. Big, let the people in our village earn tens of thousands a year even if they don’t move with a hoe.”

At this time, the mistress of the old Zhao family said loudly: "What? How can you earn tens of thousands of dollars a year without stretching a hoe?"

"That's right, mistress, I plant the land myself. You can stay at home leisurely, play poker for nothing, or go out to work to make money. If I have a job, if you want to do it, I will still give you wages, just like before. My family broke corn, poured water and shoveled the ground, Xiaobo, my aunt, and each of them earned 2000 yuan." Wang Biao said.

When everyone heard this, they quickly made up their minds. In April and May, they all knew about Wang Biao's payment of wages to others, and those red notes couldn't be faked.

After that, if Wang Biao planted more than 100 fields, he would have to hire more people to work.

"Da Biao, I'll join. You're talking for nothing. If you sell grain for money, you can sell grain for money. You can't run away with such a big business here." Old carpenter He shouted loudly at this time, he had long wanted to join Yes, but his land is on the other side of the tree path, not contiguous, and Wang Dabiao doesn't plant it.

Several other older left-behind elderly also responded and joined the cooperative.

Wang Biao smiled, "My aunt, don't be in a hurry, I haven't finished speaking yet, when I finish, you are considering whether to join or not."

"This time the contract is signed not once a year, but every 15 years."

"What the hell? 15 years."

"Why so long."

Before Wang Biao could speak, Wang Guoqiang, who was protecting the calf, shouted: "Our family Wang Biao will soon buy several large agricultural machinery. If we only sign with you for one year, you will play tricks later, and you will not join in the second year. Our family Didn’t the two or three million yuan in agricultural machinery be bought in vain? As a human being, we have to compare our hearts with our conscience, don’t we?”

The man said loudly: "Hey, third master, you can't say that. If the price of corn rises to more than one yuan a catty in the future, and you give us ten thousand and twenty-one thousand land, won't we suffer a lot?"

"That's right, even if it costs one yuan per catty in the future, then we will lose seventy to eight thousand yuan per farm."

Wang Biao laughed twice, and shouted: "Big fellows, listen to me. I haven't finished my words yet. Why are you so eager to draw conclusions? I, Wang Biao, said that I want to do something for the people in our village." , Just do something, and you will never infringe on everyone’s interests. This is a 15-year contract, but your land can only be rotated to me for these 15 years, and the land money for each year, we will follow the market as you go. You want to increase the price of corn You are losing money. In fact, I am still afraid that the price of corn will drop, and it will become three or four cents a catty. What about the price? More than ten years ago, the most expensive chemical fertilizer was only 91 generations, and now it is [-], relatives, and what about corn? More than [-] cents a catty more than [-] years ago, now? It remains at [-] cents It’s been twelve or three years since the price is too much per catty?”

Hearing what Wang Biao said, the noisy crowd gradually quieted down.

At this time, Wang Biao said sincerely: "You go home and do the math yourself. Have you earned less and less from farming these years? In the past, when we farmed the land, we cut and picked it ourselves, and we used four-wheel carts or horses. Planting, now, more and more investment in farming, patronizing the harvester costs more than 900 yuan per farm, which is not counted as other investment. Give the land to me for planting. suitable."

At this time, Chen Dazuizi, a former big cattle farmer, yelled: "Da Biao, the conditions you gave are indeed very good. I really want to join, sir, but you said it looks like our family has raised seven or eight cows. In addition, the conditions for burning fire are very good. Every year, you have to pull corn stalks from two farms, and I will sell them to you later, and you can smash the straw by lighting a fire, but how do you feed the cows?"

As soon as he finished speaking, other cattle farmers also echoed.

"That's right, we can't sell the cattle too."

Wang Biao said loudly again: "Master, selling the land will not delay your cattle raising. I have really considered this matter. In autumn, I will buy a few of the latest models of chaff, shreds, silk, soil, and balers. I don’t sell your bales either, you can hire me to bale, as long as it’s enough for my tractor’s wear and tear, as well as money for weaving nets and hiring labor.”

"That's a lot of money, right?" Chen Dazuizi asked.

Wang Biao said: "I don't know how much it is. I can only calculate the cost when I work in autumn. As for the firewood for each family, I will give you 500 yuan for each family. When I get home, and I want to transfer the land this time, I only need the two pieces of land in the southeast and the two big pieces of land in Changlongzi in the north. Cut your own corn, or buy other people’s corn stalks”

Just as Wang Biao was about to leave after speaking, Jin’s second son who joined the club before asked, “Hey, Wang Biao, wait a minute, didn’t you promise us to burn straw bales for free? Why do we have to spend money next year? ?”

Another person who joined the club last year also said: "Yeah, why do we need to pay for this?"

Wang Biao smiled wryly, "Second Master, Fourth Uncle, my family has to live too, you don't want to talk about the money I paid for the straw baler and tractor, but I can't let me pay for the labor and fuel consumption, right? So, that’s all for today, you go home and think about it, if you want to join, come to my house tomorrow to sign the contract, I will count, the land can’t be connected to the film, the day after tomorrow I can go to Qianlan land, and I was looking for me at that time If you want to join, then I can only say sorry."

After finishing speaking, he went back to the backyard directly. He said everything that should be said. Join if you want to join. If you want to talk about it, he is in a hurry. It is not a good business to be in a hurry. He will not do it. If he has the skill , he probably could write half a chapter of a novel.

To him, writing novels is more important than feeding cattle and sheep, so there is no delay.

Although he left in a cool manner, the big guys didn't leave, they gathered together in groups of three and four, discussing and discussing.

"Peony, can you come in?"

"Hey, my family doesn't raise cattle. I can do enough work in this kind of land. I have to hire people to do everything. Many people spend money and suffer."

"Do you still pay for this? It costs money to buy straw bales. Our family can't get in. How much will it cost to buy straw bales and straw bales to feed the cows? You should grow it yourself." The man pouted.

"How much is that? My fifth son came out after working as a bricklayer for two days. Every year, the family who helped me plant the land and waited on the land would have to delay a lot of work. I will leave it to Wang Biao. I will go out if I want to work." If you don’t want to do odd jobs in a greenhouse, you can play mahjong at home, so you don’t get tired of that bastard.” Hei Mudan said.

The man didn't get the sympathy, so he asked the eldest son of the old Chen family without giving up, "Hey, can the eldest son enter your house?"

The eldest son rolled his big eyes and said, "Come on, last year, after digging out all kinds of expenses, I didn't hook up 3000 yuan for a single farm."

"Then what do you feed your cows? Buy straw bales?" Jin Si asked unwillingly.

Chen Dawuzi said: "Buying straw bales, it's so easy, otherwise you have to cut corn stalks, you have to pull it, and you have to pull it back, it's troublesome and smokey, it's so worry-free."

"Do cows like straw bales?"

"Why don't you like to eat it? The car I bought in the spring is made of shredded straw bales. It doesn't have much soil. It's more palatable than the corn stalks I make myself. Old cows love it too."

"Oh!"

This kind of dialogue is discussed by almost all cattle raisers.

BJ.

Shen Na was absent-mindedly holding the homemade fruit, and absent-mindedly watching TV with her mother.

I keep thinking about what Wang Biao said during the day, and weigh the gains and losses in my heart. Although I like Wang Biao, I will marry after I get married, but it’s a pity to quit this job. I don’t know if the farm can do it in the future. Come down, what about the benefits.

If she only earns 34 yuan a year, then if she resigns to take care of the farm, it will mean that they will lose more than 30 yuan a year. Now their monthly bonus, performance improvement, etc. add up to more than 3 yuan. If you want to be promoted, your salary will be more than 5 per month, and more than 50 per year. Although it is not as good as when you opened a gym, it is not a small sum.

As for financial matters such as accounting and tax returns, you can definitely hire an accountant for 2000 yuan, or you can use the computer to send the accounts, and she can do it in BJ.

But what about the separation of the two places?

Forget it, I can only feel sorry for Zhu Tou first, if I make money here, I can also help him fund his business.

"Mom, I want to discuss something with you." Shen Na picked up the remote control to pause the TV.

Xie Chunlan looked over, "What's the matter? That brat proposed to you?"

"No, but it's also about him." Shen Na said.

Xie Chunlan frowned, "Oh? His business? His business? Borrowing money?"

Shen Na was taken aback, her eyes widened in surprise, Xie Chunlan saw this, and said loudly: "What? It's really borrowing money. You are borrowing money before you are married. What are you doing borrowing money? I said you and He is not suitable."

"Who told you to borrow money?" Shen Na glanced at her mother angrily, put the fruit on the tea table, turned and walked to the bedroom.

"What's the matter? Hey, let me ask you, is that the attitude of the stinky girl and your mother? It's unbelievable. If you haven't married, your elbow will just turn out like this. After you marry, you still have me in your heart." Are you with your dad?" Xie Chunlan was so angry.

Shen Na stood at the door, "What did I tell you? Before I even said it, you were so angry and hurt. Mom, he is my boyfriend and will be my husband in the future. When you say that about him, have you considered me?" how do you feel?"

"I..." Xie Chunlan hadn't finished speaking when a door blocked her view.

"This damn girl."

Shen Na lay on the bed irritatedly, it seemed that the way to get money from her mother would not work, what should I do?Borrow money from Uncle Erbo and Brother?

But what should they say if they ask?If you let them know, they will definitely look down on Wang Biao even more in the future.

Mortgage house?But the mortgage is not paid off.

Wangjiatun.

Old Zhao's uncles and brothers sat at the gate of Wang Biao's house.

Zhao Feng said: "Brother, can you enter your house? Your land is all in the few pieces of land that Wang Biao said."

Zhao Dashitou blinked his eyes a few times, and said: "Hey, this little soldier has been out for two years, and his mother doesn't help me with any work at home. I still have to serve the children and the cattle. Is it true?" I can't do it anymore."

The second portrait of Zhao Hui said: "Brother, when he joined the cooperative, he bought straw bales to feed the cows. Now those big cattle farmers in other villages buy straw bales to feed them. After working for a year or two, he will be exhausted to death."

"What about you? You have five or six acres of land in the southeast plus your elder brother's and your parents' land. Can you enter?" Zhao Feng looked at Zhao Hui and asked.

Zhao Hui said with a smile: "Of course, I don't need to do this kind of work. I will give you [-] yuan for a piece of land. Why do you go?"

"But this is a 15-year contract?"

"What are you afraid of in 15 years, that is, it is suitable to give 7000 yuan every year. The land I sell is only more than 8000 now, and it was only more than 15 when it was the most expensive. It is not necessarily given to you, let alone 20 years, just sign I will sign for [-] years." Zhao Hui turned to ask: "What's wrong, second brother, you don't want to join?"

"I, if I don't feed those cows, I will definitely join, but I joined, I don't know how to sell the straw bales."

Zhao Hui made a fuzzy voice, "How much does that cost? You grow it yourself, and you have to cut, pick, and pull it yourself, and you have to cut it yourself. If you have the time, you can go out and drive for a few days, and get money for a few days." It's all earned."

Zhao Feng was a little moved, "Go home later and see what your second uncle and aunt say."

Early the next morning, Wang Guoshan went to Wang Biao's house without any food.

Li Guizhi had just carried the firewood close to the house to cook, when seeing Wang Guoshan approaching, he said, "What do you want, old man?"

Wang Guoshan chuckled and said loudly, "I won't take anything. I'm here to find Biaozi."

"Wang Biao hasn't woken up yet, what's the matter with him so early?" Li Guizhi asked.

"What time is it and I can't get up yet." Wang Guoshan said and walked towards the back door of the store.

Li Guizhi hurriedly said: "Old uncle, don't ask him to go, Wang Biao writes novels at eleven or twelve o'clock every night."

"It's okay, sleep later."

(End of this chapter)