My village can't be like this

Chapter 346 Order
While the people nearby were looking at the design drawings, Zhang Jianwen introduced them to them in detail.

"Our yard occupies a total of five points, the house takes up another three points, and the yard and the vegetable plot inside take up two points. We plan to build the houses into two-story buildings, just like the drawings."

Although everyone in the village builds their own houses, they all look like seven or eight.

But at least a fifth of the land is used as a courtyard or vegetable garden.

The actual space used to build a house is only about [-] square meters, and it may be even smaller.

Therefore, the yard area of ​​this five-minute plot is already quite large, covering more than 300 square meters, which is similar to that of a normal house in the village, except that the yard is smaller.

The village originally planned to build a small one-story courtyard, because now the village does not have that much money in its account.

There is a big difference in cost between building a one-story house and a two-story building.

But later, many villagers who wanted to share the money went to the old village chief again and said that their family did not want to share the money first and wanted to go with the collective.

After all, some people are quite calculating. They can’t get much money if they divide it now, so they don’t feel bad even if they lose.

But if these yards are really rented out, they will feel uncomfortable when they see others sharing the money every year.

Therefore, some of them would rather lose this little money than wait until later to see others have the opportunity to receive money.

After all, some people feel more uncomfortable watching others make money than losing money themselves.

As a result, the funds were slightly abundant, so Zhang Jianwen became bold and simply built a two-story building.

In this case, the children and grandchildren of other tenants' families can live there easily.

In addition, Zhang Jianwen also had a plan in his mind. If he only built a one-story tile-roofed house, it would be quite practical now and no one would object to it.

But in the future, two-story buildings will become popular everywhere, and by then no one will like such a one-story courtyard.

At some point it will have to be demolished and rebuilt, which is a waste of people and money.

So Zhang Jianwen gritted his teeth and invested all the money, including the withdrawals, to build a two-story courtyard, which would save trouble in the future.

Anyway, it was very early when I handed over the deposit, so I just left the money for a while.

After Zhang Jianwen's detailed discussion, Li Mingwu's family was very satisfied with the yard on the drawing.

This yard covers an area of ​​three-thirds, and when built, it is much larger than their house in the city, and it is also two-story.

Even if three generations of their whole family came here, it would still be enough to live in.

Moreover, there is a vegetable plot in the yard, so the two elders can usually move around and plant what they want to eat.

If you don’t like growing vegetables, you can still use it to grow flowers. If you really don’t like it, you can also turn it into a lawn.

In this way, the two brothers Li Mingwu felt that it was indeed much better than the family homes in the city.

Finally, there are the issues of rent price and deposit.

The yard is rented once a year, the rent is [-] yuan a year, and the deposit is [-] yuan.

When you check out, if there is no human damage to the house, it will be fully refundable.

The village will provide some simple furniture, but if you want anything else, you have to buy it yourself.

The rent can be paid half a year or all at once, and the village can issue a receipt.

This adds up to a monthly rent of RMB [-], which is comparable to the rent in the city.

But for such a large two-story building with such a large yard and vegetable plot, 100 yuan a month is not very expensive.

Ordinary people's monthly salary is not that high now, but these yards in the village are not rented to ordinary people.

"Village Chief Zhang, can you make a reservation now? If so, we will order a set first."

Li Weihong was very satisfied with the yard and immediately said that she decided to order a set for her parents.

They have to book it sooner or later anyway, so the person who can make the decision is here, which saves them having to find someone else.

"Of course. To tell you the truth, there are only three units left of the eight units this time. Four units were ordered yesterday."

After hearing this, Li Mingwu's family secretly felt lucky that they came to see Zhang An today and happened to meet the village chief.

Otherwise, at this rate, the remaining three sets of courtyards may be gone within two days.

"Okay, I'll write it down for you here. You can bring your ID to the village committee to register as soon as possible in the next two days. Otherwise, if I just write it down here for a long time, it may not count."

The Li family wanted to order a set here, and the old village chief readily agreed, taking out his notebook and jotting it down.

Just like this, it means that Xiao Zhang’s first sale of real estate has been completed, but there is no commission.

"The meal is ready, Xiao An, please invite everyone into the house for dinner."

Just as he finished talking about the matters in the yard, Wang Fang had already packed his lunch.

Zhang Jianguo didn't speak, Zhang An was greeting everyone to the table. After all, Li Mingwu's family came to Zhang An.

"Let's go, Uncle Li, take everyone into the house quickly. And uncle, don't leave either. We'll stay here for a while."

Zhang Jianwen and Li Mingwu were chatting happily when Zhang An opened his mouth to say hello, but he was not polite and accompanied Li Mingwu to the table.

There was no Eight Immortals table in the room, because there were nine people in the two families together with Uncle Zhang Jianwen.

The Eight Immortals table in Zhang An's house could only seat eight, so Zhang Jianguo pulled a large round wooden table and placed it in the main room.

"Uncle Li, if you eat that recipe, I won't pour you any wine."

Although it is only a fruit stuffed with a low concentration, there are generally things that should be avoided while drinking traditional Chinese medicine.

For example, Li Mingwu's current illness and the Antelope Horn prescription he prescribed require him to avoid smoking and alcohol.

"No need to pour it for me. Taoist Zhang has told me many times that I will quit smoking and drinking in the future."

You already have high blood pressure, and stroke is a cardiovascular and cerebrovascular disease. Tobacco and alcohol are your number one enemies.

A few days ago, Zhang Yixing also specially warned him before prescribing, and Li Mingwu, who saved his life, kept this in mind.

"Come on, come on, don't be polite. We haven't prepared any dishes today. Let's just eat whatever you want."

After everyone arrived at the table, Zhang An greeted everyone to eat food and drink as usual.

"Hey, I seem to have eaten this fish before."

Li Weihong originally just picked up the steamed mandarin fish in front of him, but the taste of the fish made his eyes light up.

Because the melt-in-your-mouth taste was so profound to him, familiar memories immediately popped up in his mind.

"This fish is cooked by us at home, so please forgive me if it doesn't suit your taste."

Zhang An saw Li Weihong's expression and thought that the dish was not to his taste.

"No, no, this fish is very delicious when steamed. I have eaten such delicious fish once in a big hotel in the provincial capital. It is said that even if you have money, you can't buy it. Where did you buy this fish?"

As soon as the fish entered his mouth, the melt-in-the-mouth texture reminded him of the last day when his leader entertained guests at the hotel to celebrate.Of the entire table of dishes, the steamed fish impressed him the most, because he thought it was the first time he had eaten such a delicious dish.

Their leader also said that among the dishes on the table, the steamed fish without chili was the most expensive.

It doesn’t matter that it’s expensive, but sometimes you can’t even spend money to eat it because it’s hard to buy this fish in hotels.

As a result, today in this small mountain village, an ordinary family tasted that unforgettable taste again.

No, the taste I tasted today seems to be even better than the food in that big hotel.

"We raise this fish ourselves. If you eat fish with a similar taste in the provincial capital, it is probably the same batch that my friend brought over to buy."

Zhang An has this confidence. No matter how high-quality fish the outside world has, it cannot compare with what is produced in space.

When Li Weihong heard these words, he was no less than a thunderbolt.

Unexpectedly, items that are usually difficult to purchase for such a high-end hotel in the provincial capital are actually produced by a family in this small mountain village.

After tasting the fish, Li Weihong tasted other dishes again.

Only then did I realize that the food on this table was really extraordinary. In those high-end hotels outside, even if you have money, you can't eat such delicacies.

At this time, Li Weihong suddenly felt that Zhang An's statement about not preparing any dishes seemed to be a bit of a show off.

"No wonder boss Xiao Zhou often tells diners that it would be the biggest regret not to have a home-cooked meal at your home in Changqing."

After living in the village for so many days, Li Mingwu and Li Mingwu didn't cook for themselves, and basically patronized Zhou Yang's restaurant.

Originally, he thought Zhou Yang was exaggerating. It was just a farmhouse, and it was even more powerful than those big restaurants.

But now, after he tasted it himself, he realized that what Zhou Yang said on weekdays was true.

Because on this table, even the simplest dish of salted cabbage gives people the feeling of eating delicacies from the mountains and seas.

After the meal, Su Ying made a pot of tea for everyone, but Li Weihong was stunned by the tea again.

Even if the food is delicious, the tea is also delicious. What kind of place is this?

Li Weihong suddenly felt that he was so ignorant. He came here today just to gain experience.

In the afternoon, the old man and his family got up to say goodbye. They had to go to Sanqing to see Zhang and his party, so Zhang An didn't have any guests.

But before leaving, Zhang An also gave him a gift in return, which was a can of space tea.

Li Mingwu and his son originally wanted to refuse, because they came to express their gratitude and there was no such thing as accepting a gift.

But when they saw that what Zhang An was giving was tea, they swallowed it down before they even said the words of rejection.

You can't find a place to buy this kind of tea even if you spend money on it. How can you refuse it just to save face?

After the family left, Zhang An was ready to work in the fields.

He originally planned to spray some water as soon as possible after buying a sprayer from the town.

In this way, you can sprinkle it again at night to promote the growth rate of these seedlings.

But when Mr. Li Mingwu and his family came over, his watering plan could only be put on hold temporarily.
But it’s not impossible to sprinkle water now. The weather is cloudy today and the sun is not shining.

Even if you spray water on them at noon, you don't have to worry about burning the seedlings. However, if you spray them now, you have to wait until tomorrow to spray them.

After all, those seedlings are too small and will easily get flooded if given too much water.

"Dad, I remembered that we still have some red chrysanthemum cubes on the roof of our house. Where should we put them?"

After dinner that night, Zhang An rummaged upstairs and in the utility room for a long time, but couldn't find what he wanted.

In the town today, Zhang An had already beaten the rice. If he wanted to make wine, he had to prepare a wine steamer specially used for steaming wine.

There used to be a small wine steamer in Zhang An's house, but it had not been used for many years. I don't know where it was put, and I don't know if the bones are still there.

But even if he found it, Zhang An planned to make a new wine steamer.

Because their small wine steamer seems to be able to hold only seven or eight kilograms of rice.

Compared with the more than 1000 kilograms of blood rice in the space, this time it took seven or eight kilograms of rice to be steamed more than 200 times, which was very tiring.

So Zhang An planned to make a very large wine steamer from scratch and put it in the space to steam wine.

The best material for making steamers is generally red toon wood, that is, toon wood.

Because the texture of red toon wood is tough, it is not easily deformed after drying.

On the other hand, red toon wood has very good corrosion resistance and insect resistance, so it is very suitable for making steamers.

Moreover, there is a fragrance inside the red cedar wood, and the steamer made of the thoroughly dried red cedar wood will also have that aroma when steaming the rice.

The steamer currently used by Zhang An's family is made of toon wood. It has been used for more than ten years, and the color and shape have not changed at all. It is very easy to use.

Of course, many masters use fir to make rice steamers. This is because there are more local fir trees and less toon wood.

The steamer made of fir is not easy to deform, but fir has a strong smell, and the new steamer that has just been made needs to be deodorized before it can be used.

If you steam the rice directly without deodorizing it, you will find that the rice is not edible at all.

"Those square boards have dried completely. They will make you sweat if you leave them here. I will move them to the old house in autumn."

Pouring sweat is the dialect, which refers to the water vapor returning to the roof of the house, and the square wooden boards will easily become moldy if it gets on it.

Hearing that the lumber had been placed in the old house, Zhang An was too lazy to mess with it, because it was already dark and he would have to wait until tomorrow.

After taking a shower, Zhang An and Su Ying watched TV with Wang Fang for a while.

Unexpectedly, just for a moment, Wang Fang started talking about the two of them again.

From the beginning to the end, Wang Fang insisted on one strategic goal, that is, he wanted to have grandchildren.

It lasted until after eight o'clock, and the TV sets started playing. Zhang An was not ready to cease fire when he saw his mother.

Zhang An found an excuse and quickly evacuated from the center of the battlefield.

After he ran back to the bedroom and was quiet for a long time, Su Ying returned to the room from downstairs.

When he saw Zhang An, his eyes were full of resentment.

Who asked Zhang An to leave her downstairs alone to bear the firepower of her mother-in-law.

God knows how Su Ying survived this more than an hour.

Looking at her man, Su Yingren thought about it more and more, and she felt more and more frustrated. She took a step back and became angrier.

After closing the curtains and turning off the lights, he began to assign homework to Zhang An.

(End of this chapter)