The scumbag reborn to choose Bai Yueguang: He regretted it

Chen Jidong knew that Qiao Zhixia was making fun of him, but he didn't care. Now, apart from his son, he had nothing else to show off.

But Xia Hongmei on the side seemed not to hear the sarcasm in Qiao Zhixia's words, and actually thought that Qiao Zhixia was envious of her for having a grandson.

As soon as she opened her mouth, she was full of pride, and she almost looked down on people with her nose up.

"My eldest grandson weighed only 8.2 jin when he was born. He is a fat boy. You can't envy him! Who would dare to marry a woman without a good reputation?"

"Mom, please say less." Seeing Qiao Zhixia's gloomy face, Chen Jidong wanted to pull his mother away.

But Xia Hongmei didn't want to miss this rare opportunity to surpass Qiao Zhixia.

She shook off Chen Jidong, squinted her eyes at Qiao Zhixia, and said with disdain, "She is the kind of person that we don't even want even if she throws herself at us, so who would want her? It seems like her life is over. A woman without a man who wants her is better off dying than living."

Xia Hongmei's words were harsh, but Qiao Zhixia laughed instead of getting angry: "You are right. I wonder what kind of death you have prepared for your daughter who has been in prison? How can a prisoner get married? If you have time to worry about me, you might as well go back and make a rope for your daughter to hang herself. What do you think?"

Xia Hongmei was so angry that she almost fell backwards. She pointed at Qiao Zhixia and cursed helplessly: "...You...it's all your fault that my Lingling got hurt. You bastard, you dare to curse my daughter? Why don't you get struck to death by lightning?"

"Oh, some people are so rotten that they are not afraid of being struck by lightning. Why should I be afraid? Even if I never get married, I can still make money and live a carefree life. Your daughter will still have to rely on you for her whole life. You better live longer and don't make yourself angry to death."

Xia Hongmei was so angry at Qiao Zhixia's words that she almost fell backwards. She pointed at her and kept saying "you you you" for a long time, but she couldn't come out with a complete fart. In the end, she was pulled away by Chen Jidong, who had a complicated expression on his face.

Qiao Zhixia went to Secretary Chen's house humming a song and gave his family some specialties that she brought back from Guangcheng.

After hearing the purpose of Qiao Zhixia's visit and learning that her career was growing bigger and bigger, Secretary Chen was happy for her from the bottom of his heart.

Since the township government also supports her, he will naturally cooperate with her wholeheartedly.

So the next day, Secretary Chen asked every household in the village to send a representative to hold a meeting in Qiao Zhixia's yard.

The meeting was co-chaired by Secretary Chen and Qiao Zhixia, who prepared two contracts for this land contract.

One is the year-end dividend contract, and the other is the purchase-at-price contract.

Both policies require purchasing seeds from her, and each household takes them home and plants them according to the requirements.

The year-end dividend is calculated by counting the total output of each household throughout the year and distributing dividends based on the total income.

The purchasing system is that she purchases the crops of each household at a fixed purchase price.

"We have to spend money to buy her seeds? Isn't she trying to make money from us?" someone looked doubtful.

Secretary Chen glared at those who were making malicious speculations. "Xiao Qiao wants to help the villagers get rich together. If you think she wants to cheat you out of your money, you can leave now."

Another villager asked loudly: "We have contracted all the land to her, so how can we pay the public grain tax? We also need food to eat!"

Take Secretary Chen for example. His family of six has a total of eight acres and six mu of land, and they have to pay about 1,500 kilograms of public grain every year.

It would be fine if the harvest was good, but if there was a natural disaster or something, we would have to borrow food within a few months after paying the public grain tax.

Qiao Zhixia stood up and said, "Regarding the public grain, I have already communicated with the township government. As long as the farmers who contract the land to my Jingyang Group will pay the agricultural tax directly in the future, they will no longer have to queue up at the grain station to be weighed in the form of public grain."

"What shall we eat then?"

"You can buy basic food rations with money, or keep the basic farmland to grow your own food. It's your choice."

As soon as Qiao Zhixia finished speaking, everyone started talking.

"It's just asking us villagers to go to the streets to buy food. Is that possible?"

"It doesn't say how the dividends are divided! It's better to just let her pay for the acquisition, right?"

"Bah~ I think they are all unreliable. Why should I give my own land to her to make money?" Chen Dacui said sarcastically as she sat behind the crowd.

Just when everyone was discussing and didn't know how to make a decision, Secretary Chen took the lead and said, "I will take the lead in contracting my eight acres of land to Xiao Qiao and sign the purchase contract."

"Thank you Secretary Chen for your support." Qiao Zhixia expressed her sincere gratitude.

"Let's follow Xiao Qiao and my family will sign a profit-sharing contract." The speaker was Uncle Gao.

"We believe in Xiao Qiao, let's sign the contract..."

With someone taking the lead, people one after another began to stand up and express their opinions.

Half an hour later, more than twenty households of villagers were willing to follow Qiao Zhixia.

The rest were obviously still hesitating and waiting. Qiao Zhixia had never expected to take over all the land in the village at once, and she didn't need so much for the time being.

For those who trust her, she will help them get out of poverty and become rich as soon as possible, and for those she does not trust, she will not force them.

We also acquired about 150 acres of land, which can temporarily meet the supply demand.

"That's it for today. Interested folks can come and line up to sign the contract. Let's take a closer look at the contract before signing. If you have any questions, you can ask me."

The first person to sign the contract was Party Secretary Chen. "Xiao Qiao, how much do you want to pay for the seeds?"

Qiao Zhixia smiled and answered: "The cost of the seeds can be deducted from the purchase price when I buy them, so you don't need to pay for the time being."

Secretary Chen nodded, looking delighted: "This is good, this is good..."

Some people nearby who were still hesitant because they couldn't afford the seed money, made a decision immediately when they heard that they could do it this way, and lined up to sign the contract.

The Qiao family courtyard was bustling with activity. Xia Hongmei and Chen Jidong, mother and son, stood on the outskirts of the crowd, looking inside.

"Dongzi, do you think Qiao Zhixia really wants to make money with these people?" Xia Hongmei didn't believe it no matter what.

Chen Jidong was also unclear about Qiao Zhixia's purpose. Now that he thought about it carefully, when he was with Qiao Zhixia, he seemed to have never seriously understood or paid attention to her.

In his opinion at that time, Qiao Zhixia was no different from that sticky malt sugar. No matter how cold he treated her, she would never leave.

So now he doesn't know whether Qiao Zhixia is really capable of leading these people to make money.

"Anyway, I'm reminding you! Don't let her take over our land. Let these unsophisticated peasants be fooled! They will cry one day."

"I think that's right. Who would be so kind as to help others get rich? That cheap girl from the Qiao family is just lying. Only a fool would believe her." Chen Dacui also came over to help.

"She might want to make money by selling seeds, that must be the case..." Chen Jidong thought about it and this was the most likely possibility.

"Bah! You black-hearted bastard, you even cheated your fellow villagers. You deserve a bad death..."

All eight acres of land in Secretary Chen's family will be used to build greenhouses for cultivating Matsutake mushrooms, and Secretary Chen will have to pay for the construction of the greenhouses himself.

When Secretary Chen's family learned that they had not earned a penny and had to spend more than a hundred dollars, they were naturally unhappy. Other villagers also came to watch Secretary Chen's fun.

But Secretary Chen still gritted his teeth and built the greenhouse. Since he had expressed his support, he naturally had to support it to the end.

Qiao Zhixia is responsible for technical guidance, and the rest of the work is done by Secretary Chen’s three sons.

According to the contract, Qiao Zhixia is only responsible for providing seeds for a fee and purchasing them on time and at a reasonable price. They are responsible for everything else themselves.

In this way, everyone will take good care of their own fields, greatly reducing Qiao Zhixia's pressure.

Under the guidance of Qiao Zhixia, eight acres of matsutake mushrooms were successfully covered with film.

A week later, the Matsutake mushrooms had successfully taken shape.

Qiao Zhixia took some time to take a look and was basically satisfied.

"Secretary Chen, you have to take extra care. These matsutake mushrooms are going to be shipped to foreign countries. Each one is very precious."

Secretary Chen had eaten it once at the Qiao family's housewarming party last time. He knew it was a good thing, but he didn't know how valuable it was.

"Didn't you read our contract? I buy these matsutake mushrooms by the root, 60 cents a root, and after deducting the cost of the seeds, the purchase price is 50 cents per root."

When Secretary Chen heard this, he was stunned for a moment.

Fifty cents a piece? Then there must be tens of thousands of them in his eight mu of land, so wouldn't that be...

The more Secretary Chen calculated, the more frightened he became. He immediately shouted to his three sons, "Hurry up and build a shed next to the field. Take turns to guard it at night..."