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Apart from all kinds of fruit trees in Niuwang Village, corn, soybeans and sweet potatoes have the largest planting area, followed by pumpkins, rice, sunflowers, melons and other crops, and then all kinds of vegetables.

This year, Niuwangzhuang planted two seasons of corn and soybeans, which were interplanted with various vegetables on the mountain. The first season has already been harvested, and the second season has just been planted.

The yield of soybeans is low, about [-] catties of beans per mu, but planting soybeans is beneficial to soil improvement.At present, fresh soybeans and dried beans are sold for ten yuan per catty, because fresh soybeans need to be peeled out of the pods one by one by the old people in Niuwangzhuang, while dried beans only need to dry the whole soybeans and the pods will naturally grow. Opening it can save a lot of effort.

The yield of corn is high, which can basically reach more than one thousand catties per mu, but if corn is planted for a long time, the soil will become very barren.Although the price is cheaper than soybeans, the sales volume of Romon's corn on the Internet is still much lower than that of soybeans, and there is no risk of being out of stock if they are open for sale.

However, these are not as good as Luo Meng’s income from selling watermelons this year. The yield of watermelons per mu is already high, and they were sold at a high price of three yuan and five catties by Luo Meng. This year, their watermelons were sold from the beginning of summer to the end of summer. It is still on sale now, and Romon's small coffers are actually quite full. There are two big expenses in front of him, the contract fee and the salary of the students who repaired the reservoir, and there is no worry on his face.

"I said, what business do we do, we don't have you selling watermelons to make money." This morning, Wang Dasheng came to their store again to grind his teeth, because the stores of the two families are close together, so there is more walking around .

"It's so easy to earn, why don't you try planting one?" Romon slowly counted the banknotes for an aunt who came to deliver the goods. Earning money is earning money, but if others say that he has earned money, it is absolutely impossible. unacceptable.

"Don't provoke me, next year I will plant a piece of melon to compete with you." Wang Dasheng was not to be outdone.

"Then you have to take it easy, most of Erlang's gods, earth and gods, have entered the melon field. Your family doesn't have this, and the watermelon you grow can only be sold for one yuan, three yuan, five yuan at most. If you want to compete with me It's no use at all." Luo Meng laughed, and after paying the wages, he sent out dozens of baskets of materials.

"Tell me, you kid made a lot of money this year, right?" Wang Dasheng and Hu Qunfeng also helped Luomeng settle accounts behind his back, but it's a pity that Luomeng's mouth is too strict. Guadai refused to disclose, so they could only guess and calculate, and the error in the calculation was too large.

"We have made some money, but our cost is also high. Our watermelon is grown without pollution. I heard that there is no such thing. There is a pollution-free watermelon in Shandong, and the wholesale price is 16 yuan per kilogram. What to say The cost of pollution-free is high, and people have to be hired to catch insects and pull weeds, and the labor costs for an acre of land will cost a lot.” I must say that I earn less, who can say Are you making a lot of money yourself?

"Just kidding, you have so many birds on the mountain, why do you still need to hire people to catch insects?" Wang Dasheng didn't believe what Luo Meng said at all.

"As for the birds, do you think they are catching insects for nothing? The crops in the field have also been eaten a lot. Did you see the Guiling Li in our family this year? At least half of them are called scourges. I don't have anything to reason with." In front of so many people in the store, Luo Meng was really complaining.

"Okay, okay, you don't make any money growing watermelons, you're losing money, brother, I misunderstood you, okay?" They are all in business, how can Wang Dasheng be fooled by him?

"It's not a loss. You can still earn a hundred thousand." One hundred thousand?At least you have to add a zero after it.After a while, Luo Meng said again: "But this year we are building a reservoir and building a mountain, so it's going to be tight now."

"Do you want me to lend you one hundred and eighty thousand, brother?" Wang Dasheng shook his head helplessly, this kid is really good at pretending.

"Do you want interest?" If you don't want interest, then it's really a waste of money.

"You have a good idea. Where can you borrow money without interest these days?"

"Forget it, I'll ask my sister later." In fact, Luo Meng is not short of money at the moment.

On the day of August 27th, Yongqing arranged for a few people to go to Buffalo Town, and made clear with Luo Meng the area of ​​Niubei Peak that he would contract next. People from Shangshui Village also attended the scene.

I heard that in some places, the contracting of barren hills has also caused a lot of disputes. The local government has contracted out the barren hills in its jurisdiction, and after the contractor signed the contract and paid off the contract money, people from a certain village jumped out again. Said that this mountain belongs to their village, they did not agree to the contract, nor did they receive the money, so the dispute arose.

After all, Luo Meng is a local, with Ma Congrongla's relationship at the top, Boss You Xiao working at the bottom, and Luo Quanshun in the village, who helped him consider everything carefully, so naturally he couldn't make such an oolong.

Together with the people from Yongqing and Shangshui Village, after confirming the area of ​​Niubei Peak, Luo Meng took a travel bag that afternoon, which contained a total of 45 yuan, and went to Yongqing Signed the contract, paid off the first three years of the contract, and notarized the contract.

The next step is to negotiate with Shangshui Village.Shangshui Village is small, with only 26 households in total. In terms of arable land, there used to be 52 mu of paddy fields and 1000 mu of mountainous land, but now they have long been abandoned. There are more than [-] mu of barren hills near the village that belong to the collective of their village.

Today, the head of Shangshui Village and a young boy from their village represented them. During the time when Luo Meng went to Yongqing, Luo Quanshun, the head of Dawan Village, invited them to his home. In the afternoon, Luo Meng and the others After returning from Yongqing, they drove them to the food stall opened by Luo Jingliang and his wife.

Xiao Shulin said that he was going to see the crab field, so he didn't follow. In fact, Luo Meng also knew that selling vegetables usually belonged to the vegetable seller. When they actually came to the dinner table, it would be a little awkward for others to appear together. Xiao Shulin I didn't really like this kind of occasion, so I just didn't come, and Romon didn't say much.

After a while, after Luo Meng and the others finished drinking, they brought back fried snails with some cold beer. The two sat on the upstairs terrace of their own house, drinking beer and eating snails. There was no strange stare from others, which made them feel more at ease.

Buffalo Town is not as strict about setting up food stalls as in the city. As soon as the sun goes down, no matter what time it is, the two food stalls by the small stream in the town will open, and there is another one nearby that sells cold drinks One and one seller of grass jelly, and their business has been pretty good during the two months of summer vacation.

"Have a plate of fried snails, a plate of fried river clams, a pork knuckle, fried shredded pork with fish flavor, a fried corn, a wild rice stem, a green vegetable, and a box of cold beer." Entering Luo Jingliang's food stall, Luo Meng ordered.

"Oh! Why are you here?" Luo Jingliang's wife, Chen Saili, is a tall woman from Northeast China with a loud voice. When she saw Luo Meng and the others coming, she immediately greeted her warmly.

"I haven't been here for a long time. I want to eat your fried snails." When Luo Jingliang and the others opened their business before, Luo Meng, Wang Dasheng, Hu Qunfeng and many people from their village came to support them. Afterwards, because there were many things on the mountain, it was too late after a busy day. I didn't want to go out, so I never came again.

"Wait first, I'll serve you food." Chen Saili told Luo Meng and the others to sit down first. Luo Jingliang was already frying and serving the dishes with a large spoon in his hand. Their business was good, and they had already opened for business.

"Here, let's serve some peanuts first. Our own four-grained red in Northeast China. My parents consigned it over a few days ago. It tastes delicious. You should try it first." There were already two tables of guests in front of him. Serving the side dishes was not so fast. Chen Saili first served them a plate of peanuts, and then hurriedly cut the elbows herself.

"Try it, the peanuts over there are pretty good." Luo Quanshun greeted the two people from Shangshui Village.

"The peanuts are pretty good. The soil in the northeast is loose and suitable for growing peanuts. We can't do it here. It takes a lot of effort to dig out an acre and a half of peanuts." The village head of Shangshui Village It was an old man named Cui Baokun, in his early sixties, who moved to Buffalo Town from Shangshui Village with his children. He hadn't farmed land for many years, but he still liked to talk about farming.

"There are so many good fields and fields over there. It's not like our side, which is full of valleys and valleys." The young man who came with him also said.

"Luo Meng, this is Chen Gang, the younger generation of our Shangshui Village. This kid doesn't speak very nicely, but he can do things well. He has been doing business in Tongcheng for the past two years. A few days ago, several people in our village discussed that we should He can’t let you rent all the house and land in Shangshui Village, alas, this person, no matter how well he develops outside, he just can’t forget the one-third of an acre of land in our hometown and the few old dilapidated houses.” As Cui Baokun spoke, his eyes were already wet.

"Hey, old Uncle Cui, don't worry about it." Seeing the old man like this, Luo Meng quickly persuaded him: "What we mean is that your village happens to be in these mountainous lands contracted by me. If you can rent together Come down, that's even better, if the people in your village don't want to, then let's forget about it."

"Yes, they are all willing. Just Chen Gang told us that at least the house must be kept. If one day we want to go back, there will be a place. I think so, and this is the reason." Cui Baokun said.

"Then why not, you keep the farmland and houses for yourself, and I rent out the mountain land owned by the collective, how about it?" The twisted melon is not sweet, and Romon has no intention of insisting on renting their village, after all It's someone's ancestral home, even if you don't live now, it's hard to say in the future, it's human nature to want to keep it.

"I think the price is 12 yuan per mu." Chen Gang said.

"I also have a contract period of 70 years, how many years do you think is appropriate to pay the contract fee?" Romon asked them.

"I think it's the same as your village, pay once every ten years." Chen Gang said again.

"Then Cheng, what day do you think is suitable? Call the people of your village together for a meeting. We will sign the contract on the spot and divide the money. Do you think so?" The situation in Shangshui Village is a bit special. The people have all moved away, and one here and one live very loosely. This time, Romon wants to contract the mountain land of their village. It is still necessary to gather these people, divide the money face to face, and make it clear face to face.

"Just tomorrow. They all live not far away. If you shout for a penny, those people should all be here." Chen Gang joked.

"Hey, it's time to serve." At this time, Chen Saili also brought up the pile of elbow meat and fried snails that Luo Meng asked for.

"Eat vegetables, eat vegetables." Luo Quanshun greeted Cui Baokun and Chen Gang to eat and drink.

"I said old Uncle Cui, do you still have a homestead in your village?" After drinking a few sips of cold beer, Luo Meng asked Cui Baokun again.

"Yes, why not? Several families have them. When you have a meeting tomorrow, you can discuss with them." Cui Baokun said.

"You still want to build a house in our village?" Chen Gang asked Luo Meng.

"It's such a big mountain, I have to arrange one or two guards for the mountain, and I need to build a few more warehouses to store things." Romon said with a smile.

"If that's the case, you can apply to go up, and you can't build anywhere on the mountain?" Chen Gang said.

"Your village has roads, as well as grain drying yards. I'll tidy them up. The ready-made ones can be used. It costs less." Luo Meng smiled and asked Chen Gang, "Why, you also want to build houses in your village. long-term investment?"

"I have this idea." Chen Gang readily admitted.

"Then you have to be sure before you start. I have hired this mountain land for production, not for tourism." Romon also gave him a hint.

Before he got this spiritual spring, Luo Meng's situation was similar to Chen Gang's now. He was young and didn't have much capital, and it was not easy to work hard to start a career. Now he sees that the neighborhood of his village seems to be To develop, it is normal to be tempted.

"I'll take a look again." Chen Gang said, picking up his wine glass and touching it with Romon, thanking him for his reminder.

"Roasted corn, stir-fried bamboo shoots." Here, Chen Saili served them again.

"Sister-in-law, your fried snails are very good."

"Hi, it's the snail you raised."

"This asparagus is also good."

"I bought it from Lao Du's family. Their reservoir is almost dry this year, and they can't raise crayfish. Hey, growing wild rice is not bad."

It didn't take long to drink this meal, and everything that should be said has been said. The dishes on the table are almost eaten, and everyone will go back. Cui Baokun will call them in a while to inform them of each household in the village, and let them tomorrow At 10:30 in the morning, they all went to the store selling vegetables in Romon, Buffalo Town.

Luo Meng packed another fried escargot, bought a dozen cans of beer, and sent Luo Quanshun back to the village before returning to his hut.A plate of fried snails in Luo Jingliang’s family is only half a catty, and it costs 12 yuan. Luo Meng didn’t eat a few on the wine table just now. After returning home, he and Xiao Shulin sat on the railing on the second floor of their house to eat It's fun to drop a copy.

At ten o'clock the next morning, everyone from Shangshui Village arrived at their store. Seeing that there were many people downstairs, Luo Meng led them to an empty room on the third floor to talk.

The content is also very simple, just to explain, in the future, the mountains near their village will be covered by him, and if they want to go up the mountain to pick wild vegetables and wild fruits, it will be impossible.

"It's been so many years, who still goes to the mountains to pick wild vegetables and fruits." The people in Shangshui Village also laughed.

"Then that's the best, you won't be able to pick it anyway, our dog is so fierce." Romon joked half-truthfully.

In fact, he also knows that if he really wants to plant a mountain full of fruits, it will be impossible for some people to not change their minds, but it is definitely useless to talk about it now, and he has to wait until it happens, and then ruthlessly. Make a big move on him, and if someone wants to touch their fruit in the future, they will have to weigh it carefully.

"I heard that you still want to buy a homestead?" Most people in Shangshui Village agreed with the village chiefs Cui Baokun and Chen Gang. It is better to keep the ancestral home after all, but there is no need to keep the homestead in the village. Years and months, who still built a house on that hill?

"Yes, I want to build a few houses in the mountains to store tools and fruits. Sometimes people may live there." Especially when the fruits in the mountains are ripe in the future, we must pay attention.

"That's also a coincidence. A few years ago, some people in our village thought the old houses were old, so they planned to build a new house on a piece of land. As a result, no one built the house, and all of them moved out. The homesteads of several families were If you want to build a big house there, it’s suitable.” Most of the villagers who moved out from Shangshui Village lived a normal life, so they were happy to hear that there were still people wanting the house site in the village. .

"Okay, after a while the contract for contracting the barren hills is signed, and we'll take care of that as well. For those homesteads, one square meter is calculated at 100 yuan, how about it?" After deciding to contract Niubeifeng, Luo Meng also visited Shangshui Village with Luo Quanshun. In fact, he had already taken a fancy to the homestead in Shangshui Village.

"That's a good relationship." The homestead in the village is one or two hundred square meters, and that's 2 to [-] yuan.Their village is just a small ravine, not even a beautiful water feature, just a small creek. If anyone says that Shangshui Village can engage in tourism, the villagers in their village will be the first to believe it.

Besides, if Luo Meng can really build a few houses in their village and people live in them, then they will be more lively when they go back to the village to visit graves every Tomb-sweeping Day. .Speaking of Ching Ming Festival, the villagers thought of another thing.

"By the way, our family's ancestral grave is still on Niubei Peak. Luo Meng, your mountain is covered, so don't flatten our ancestral grave." Their ancestral grave is not on the mountain collectively owned by Shangshui Village On the forest, but on the Niubei Peak, the mountainous area that Romon contracted from the county before.

"Where can I do it? Can I do such immoral things?" There are ten thousand mu on a mountain, is he worthy of going to flatten someone's ancestral grave for that one or two mu of mountain land?

After signing the contract, the workers paid the contract money, and then Luo Meng signed the "Homestead Grant Agreement" with those villagers who have homesteads. Yes, the money that should be given still has to be paid, and the villagers who received the money wrote a receipt to Romon.

In the afternoon, they went to Shangshui Village together again. They marked out the land contracted by Romon and built a lot of painted wooden stakes as boundary marks. Even if it is settled.

After finishing this task, Romon was relieved, the mountain behind was finally his, and he no longer had to worry about being preempted by others.

Look at the days, August will be over in a blink of an eye, and the project of repairing the reservoir on Niuwangzhuang has come to an end. In a few days, there will be a pig-killing feast. After two months, they have already gotten used to working and living on the mountain, and with the project coming to an end, the recent work is much easier than before.

The pig-killing feast is scheduled for August 31st. These little bastards who work in Shangniuwangzhuang are all graduates. Some of them signed up late. They have to wait until mid-October to go to college to report, and some of them didn’t pass the exam at all. , I haven't figured out what to do in the future. They are not in a hurry to go down the mountain one day, and some are reluctant to leave.

Before holding the pig-killing feast, Romon could still be leisurely for two days. He and Xiao Shulin were both in a hurry after this incident happened recently. After all, the slippers business and the weaving basket business had almost found order. He Both can breathe a sigh of relief.

NO.30 At noon this day, Luo Meng and Xiao Shulin brought meals to the big dogs and puppies by the reservoir early. By the way, their lunch was also settled there. At noon, it was under the big tree by the reservoir It is also very cool to eat.

"Ahhhhhhh..." From a distance, Luo Meng saw that bastard Yaya was rushing up the tree with her head up and yelling non-stop.

"Wow, woof!" There were only two of the four brothers left in the southeast, the north, and the west, and they all circled around the tree.

Luo Meng and Xiao Shulin walked over and saw that the other two were on the branch. Because the branch next to it was too thin, they didn't dare to go any further, so they had to bark at the dog on the branch non-stop.

Needless to say, it was Dabao who caused the trouble this time. This girl was carefully lying on the swaying branch, putting her forehead into the bird's nest on the branch, and two gray magpies were hovering in the air. Obviously, this one The scourge of puppies is their nest.

The two gray magpies were not easy to provoke, they swooped down several times to peck Dabao's furry forehead, when the yaya under the tree saw it, they whined desperately, and the people on the tree and under the tree also barked Not light.

"Da Bao! What are you doing?" Romon called it.

"Woo..." Dabao looked down and saw that Luo Meng and Xiao Shulin had come under the big tree. He turned his head and looked at the eggs in the bird's nest, feeling a little reluctant to go down.

"I'm getting fatter! You dare to eat even protected animals! Let's see if I can protect you when I ask people to take them out and shoot them some other day?"