If you don't work hard to farm, you can only be a wealthy young grandmother

Chapter 312

"How many rooms?"

"At least three rooms, and the area should not be too small." At least [-] square meters per room must be guaranteed.

Otherwise, the space is too small, and when everyone gets busy, why don't you step on me and I step on you?
If you have three large bays, you will spend at most 2000 yuan, plus you have to buy some tools, etc., it may cost [-] yuan.

The 3000 catties of rice have not been sold yet, and [-] yuan will be removed at once, which is really distressing and painful.

However, Xie Nanbei is not short-sighted:

"OK, three rooms."

Xie Yan also laughed instantly, and gave Xie Nanbei a thumbs up:

"Third father is mighty and domineering!"

Xie Nanbei glanced:

"Don't flatter me, let's talk about business, except for the money for the factory building, what's the rest of the money?"

"Third Dad wants to share it with everyone?"

Xie Nanbei knew her niece, and of course Xie Yan also knew her third father.

Besides, making money is for everyone's better life, isn't it?
"Each family will pay 30 yuan, and the rest will have to buy seeds."

There are a total of 360 three families in Xiejia Village. Each family is divided into 30 yuan, which is 890 yuan, and there is nearly 2000 yuan left. If you buy seeds, it should be almost the same.

Anyway, when the vegetable seeds are sprinkled on the ground, they can be picked and sold in a month at the fastest. Wouldn't it be another income by then?

After the nephew and uncle discussed it, Xie Yan went home.

How to notify everyone afterwards is up to Xie Nanbei.

When everyone in the village heard the news that every household could receive 30 yuan this time, it was already three days later.

Twenty thousand catties of rice were taken away by several large trucks, and several stacks of brand new 50 yuan were piled up in the brigade office.

Someone didn't show up this time, and everything was done by the handover.

Therefore, most people in the village knew that the big boss who bought the rice had some relationship with Xie Zhiqing's partner, and the relationship seemed to be very good.

In order to avoid accidents, the brigade office immediately notified each household to send a person to the brigade office to collect the money.

Xie Yan stood aside, happily taking her own 30 yuan, when she caught a glimpse of a figure in front of the office from the corner of her eye:
"Third Dad, there is one more thing I need to discuss with you."

Xie Nanbei raised his eyebrows:

"Anything else?"

Xie Yan nodded:
"Third Dad, I will be busy with the field work in the future, and I won't have time to go over to the pigsty. You may have to find someone else."

Where can I find someone now?
"Third Dad, I have someone to recommend."

"Who?"

"Little beauty."

After reporting to the police last time, Xiaomei's parents restrained themselves a bit, and did not bully Xiaomei as before, but Xiaomei's life was not very good.

But Xie Yan knows very well that although Xiaomei is young, she is really capable. There is only one sow in the village, and when the piglets are born, anyway, the first litter will not be too many, and half of it has to be handed in. Xiaomei is I can take care of it.

Xie Mei can also be regarded as Xie Nanbei's niece, a few generations apart, but they are also related by blood.

"Row."

"Thank you third dad, don't worry, I will teach Xiaomei some precautions."

Can't let the only pig in the village have problems, and they want to divide the meat at the end of the year.

In the second half of October, the weather starts to turn cooler.

But Xiejia Village is full of enthusiasm and joy.

On the grain field side, the first batch of pickled cabbages and radishes are ready for sale.

Because there are machinery factories, clothing factories, hospitals, etc. in the county to cooperate with, this time, several factories in the province also owed a vegetable supply contract with Xiejia Village.

(End of this chapter)