Xiaoyao Nongjiazi

After waiting for a while, Zhong Zexi appeared in the main room and greeted Mr. Zhong with a smile: "Brother Zexin, you are really a rare visitor. I haven't seen you for a long time. Seeing that you are healthier than before, what's so good about it? With your temperament, there is nothing wrong with you." If you don’t make it to the Three Treasures Hall, today is it?”

"Brother Zexi, what's the good thing? It's just a small amount of money. It's useless for the family, so I just want to buy a few acres of land."

"Well, that's the reason. But you also know the situation in our village. The nearby good fields and good land will be bought by the tribe as soon as someone sells them. If you want them immediately, you can only pick the rest." One positive, clearly explain the pros and cons.

"I don't want much. I don't have high-grade fields, so I'll come with two acres of medium-grade fields and one acre of sloping land."

The village chief took out the field books and looked through them, pointing to one of them and said, "This is the only medium field that meets the requirements, and it's a bit far from the village."

As he spoke, he turned to another few pages: "There are quite a few pieces in terms of slope land, but no one is willing to sell it alone. If you want it, you might as well talk to these few."

Mr. Zhong had no objection. He knew that he had no choice but to take the piece of medium field mentioned in the brochure.After all, there are really not many small transactions of one mu or two mu. If you miss it this time, I don’t know when the next time will be. He can’t buy the land to other villages, right?It's really not worth it to spend so much money on this field.

"Okay, I want these two acres of medium-sized fields. I'll talk about slope land later." Having said this, Mr. Zhong paused, "Brother Zexi, what is the current market price for those waterlogged fields in our village?"

Zhong Zexi looked at him in surprise when he heard the words: "Why, are you interested in that piece of mud?"

"Let's put it this way, if it's cheap, I'll take it, but if it's too expensive, I can't afford it."

"It's still the old price. It's the same as wasteland. One or two acres." Zhong Zexi said with a serious expression, "Brother, do you really want to buy that field? There are 25 acres registered in the booklet, and there should be more in reality. If you want them all, I can make the decision." Calculated on the basis of 25 mu. I didn't say that the field is only suitable for digging ponds and raising fish, and you also need to consider the annual flood season. Do you have the ability?"

What the village chief said is reasonable, fish farming is a technical job, if you don’t have any skills, don’t just want to buy it just because the waterlogged fields are cheap.

This is different from Zhong Qingran raising red crayfish, he never thought of paying any money except manpower.After all, fish farming has been established in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and fish species need to be bought with money, but there is no such concern in raising red crayfish. Even if Zhong Qingran wants to buy it, there is probably no place to buy it.

Low risk means low return. Zhong Qingran is the first one to enjoy the convenience of eating crabs. The risk is low, but the return may be higher than that of fish farming.

Mr. Zhong didn't answer directly: "Buy it. I'm almost buried in the earth. Once my wife and I leave, we'll have a family. If you don't fight hard, you won't be reconciled!"

Zhong Zexi immediately understood that Mr. Zhong's family has been living on their laurels for these years, and the population growth is too fast to keep up with the speed of making money. If he doesn't take a slant, it is estimated that it will be difficult for him to turn around in his life.

"Okay, I'll do it for you."

"Brother Zexi, don't be busy. I'll go and see the sellers in the slope. If we can negotiate, I'll take care of everything today. It's not a pleasant experience to keep hanging on my mind. I'll go and come again."

"Okay, I'll keep it for you."

Zhong Qingran acted as the background wall for a while, watching the two old men come and go, and he was also very interested.Seeing Mr. Zhong got up, he hurriedly bid farewell to the village chief and followed closely.Zhong Zexi was left there shaking his head, brother Zexin really doted on this grandson, it was really rare that he was brought along for such a big deal as buying land.

As luck would have it for Zhong Qingran, one family finally relented and was willing to split it up and sell it after old Mr. Zhong talked about it.

When Zhong Qingran stepped into the village chief's house again, the seller of the two-acre medium-sized field was also present. The buyer and the seller gathered together, and the village chief made the agreement, and the contract would become effective.But this is just a Bai Qi, and if you want the government to recognize it, you have to go to the county government to pay taxes and stamp it.

After paying the money with one hand and the contract with the other, the two surprised sellers were sent away, and the next step was the 25 mu of flooded land.No one wanted these fields. The original buyer saw that there was no profit to be made, and had to pay taxes every year. Although the tax was lowered again and again, no one was willing to do this loss-making business. In the end, they would rather lose the money spent on buying the fields and return them directly. imperial court.Currently, these fields belong to Hewan Village, and they can be bought and sold only with the signature of the village head.

"Brother Zexin, just now you want to put Podi under Qingran's name, which is enough to surprise me. What are you doing? Aren't you afraid that your son and daughter-in-law will make trouble?"

"To tell you the truth, Brother Zexi, I bought five acres of these flooded fields, leaving twenty acres. Only two acres are for Qingran, and the rest are only entrusted to my third grandson. To buy land property, you can only sign a white deed, and the risk is too high. I'm not so old, and besides, my family doesn't have so much money. "

The village head looked relieved, so it made sense.But having said that, Zhong Qingran was able to own land at such a young age, not to say it was an unprecedented experience in a farm family, at least it was a rare thing.

The children of the peasant family have more or less private house money, and those who have more are enough to buy one or two acres of land, but they have never seen anyone use it to buy property.Not for anything else, just one point, the head of the family will not agree.Bypassing the parents and signing a contract in private, neither the same village nor nearby villages will work.It is not a large sum of money, and the gain is not worth the loss in a remote village, and you have to worry about it, it is far better to hold the money in your hand.

After getting the village head's promise not to tell the story, Mr. Zhong stood up and said goodbye.The village head picked up the gift and wanted to return it, but Mr. Zhong disagreed. The two evaded it, and the village head had no choice but to accept it.

Seeing the figures of Mr. Zhong and his grandson disappearing in the corner of the door, Shi Shiran, the wife of the village head, Shi Shiran, walked into the main room, grabbing the gifts on the table casually.

"Old man, what are there?"

"Aren't you flipping, why ask me?"

Wang Shi pouted, a little lack of interest.None of the Xiaowufang family can be called rich, and they can't even see a small landlord. What good things can they give?Perhaps to prove her idea, the pastry and shredded tobacco can only be regarded as passable, until she unpacks the last bag of tea, and finally makes her put away her disgusted face.

"This tea is pretty good. His family is willing to spend the money. Could it be that they really paid for it?"

"Don't think about it, I reckon it was a gift from someone. Brother Zexin only bought two acres of middle fields, one acre of sloping fields and seven acres of waterlogged fields. If you are really rich, you won't just buy this."

"You're right." Wang's eyes kept rolling, "I'm talking about the old man, his precious grandson took the lead in catching red crayfish a few days ago, and even the other children of his family joined in the shrimp hunting in the past two days." In the ranks, is there a mystery in it? I heard that in order to heal his injured leg, his family owed a lot of foreign debts, and today they have money to buy land, and it has only been a few days?"

Zhong Zexi's mind moved, and he tapped the edge of the table lightly with his fingers: "There is something strange, let's wait and see."

The next day, Mr. Zhong took Zhong Qingran to the Pingyang county government office early with the village head.After receiving the red deed, the village chief went back first, and the grandfather and grandson moved to Hongtai Restaurant.

The alley at the back door of the restaurant was as quiet as last time.They came here this time to see the sales of the small snails and red lobsters. This was a verbal agreement with shopkeeper Zhou yesterday. If they sell well, they will deliver the goods to the door every day.

After hearing their intentions, the gatekeeper sent people to report to the front hall.Soon, the waiter who was leading the way appeared in front of the two of them, with a usual smile on his face, but his attitude was very perfunctory and he didn't hide it at all.

Zhong Qingran looked at it, and his heart skipped a beat. Treating them like this, could it be that this way is ruined?

Turning his head to look at his grandfather, it happened that Mr. Zhong was also looking at him. Their eyes met unexpectedly, and they knew each other tacitly. They no longer had much hope for this trip.

After a while, Mr. Zhong, his son, and his grandson were brought to the manager Feng who was in charge of purchasing.The man seemed to have eyes on the top of his head, and said very bluntly: "Uncle Zhong, the restaurant will accept the goods you brought today, don't send them here again, and the restaurant will not accept them."

Mr. Zhong is nearly fifty years old, and he was born in the lower class, so he still has some patience.He can't just make trouble with money for a little bit of face.Ignoring Guan Feng's disdainful face, he directly lifted the lid of the bamboo basket and weighed the goods.Because I don't know the specific situation, I didn't bring much goods this time, ten catties of small snails and twenty catties of red crayfish.

After receiving the strings of copper coins, Mr. Zhong counted them, and there were only 120. He thought to himself, he would have expected that the small snails would be two pennies a catty, but he did not expect the red lobsters to be reduced to five pennies, which was really unexpected.But you can go back on what you said, so what's the point of such a trivial matter?

Zhong Qingran saw all of this in his eyes, and was completely disappointed with Hongtai Restaurant. There was a cloud of coldness brewing in his eyes, afraid of being seen by others, so he lowered his eyes.

After the transaction, Mr. Zhong didn't want to stay longer in such a place where people were looked down upon by dogs, so he dragged his third grandson to the back kitchen to find his third son.

It was still early, the chef hadn't moved yet, but the second chef was basically in place.Hearing that his father was looking for him, Zhong Zhengli hurried forward to greet him.

Pulling him to a secluded place, Mr. Zhong immediately went straight to the point and explained the purpose of his visit: "Third brother, the follow-up business at home and the restaurant will fail. Did the chef and the manager make things difficult for you?"

Zhong Zhengli shook his head.

At this time, the old man could guess from the expression of the third son, he didn't think deeply: "Then do you want to go home or stay here? If you go home, you can open a snack shop in the village. Stay here, it’s hard to say what’s going on.”

Zhong Zhengli avoided the expectant eyes of Mr. Zhong, his face was full of colors, he was tangled, and finally made up his mind: "Father, my younger brother has to take the imperial examination, and the reputation of running a shop is not good, and I don't have the ability to run it. I should continue to work in Hongtai. If you really can't get along as a cook in a restaurant, then change to another one, there is always a place to get a bite to eat."

Hearing such high-sounding words, Mr. Zhong couldn't say anything more: "Success, then go back and do your work. The other masters in the province say you are lazy."