Farming Little Husband Makes a Fortune

"Village Chief, He Jun and I want to go to the county. Let's borrow your carriage."

"Yes, the carriage is parked in the backyard, and there are horses in the stable. Why don't you go to work in the coal mine today?"

"Work has been suspended for the past two days, and I will accompany this little brother to the market to sell pastries."

Only then did Village Chief Fang carefully look at He Jun: "This little brother looks familiar, is he from our Ewan Village?"

He Jun smiled: "My uncle is Zheng Hui."

"Oh, you're the kid from Old Zheng's family." Village Chief Fang suddenly realized.

"I know you, from Old Zheng's family, alas, it's not easy for you to be alone, and it must be more difficult at Su Hong's house."

Even Village Chief Fang had heard that Su Hong treated He Jun badly, and He Jun felt a bit of bitterness in his heart: "I'm fine."

Jing Wen was about to go to the backyard to lead the horse, He Jun pulled his sleeve quickly, Jing Wen reacted and said to the other village chief: "The village chief asked you something, if the land at the foot of Yuemingling Mountain is rented, how will it be rented?" ? How much is the rent? If it is a purchase, how much money will it cost?"

Village Chief Fang pondered for a while: "The land at the foot of Yueming Ridge belongs to the public land of our Ewan Village.

Oh, if you want to rent it, you have to sign a contract with the village. The rent is relatively remote, much cheaper than the land in the village.But that place has about 150 mu. If you want to buy it, it will be calculated as [-] taels of silver per mu, a total of [-] taels. "

He Jun listened to it and thought about it, selling such a large piece of land for 150 taels of silver was indeed not too expensive, but he only had five taels of silver left on him, which was all his living expenses in the future.

He couldn't get together the 150 taels of silver now, and He Jun was tangled in his heart. He really liked the land in Yueming Ridge.

Jing Wen glanced at He Jun, who was full of worries, and discussed with Village Chief Fang.

"The village chief is not that I want to buy, but Mr. He wants to buy and grow vegetables. Do you think the price can be cheaper?"

Village head Fang hesitated and said: "The rent and purchase fee of this land is negotiated by the village, if it is my own private land, I can really get it cheaper.

How about this? I think He Jun is really struggling in life. You can rent it first, and the rent is five taels a year.

If there is a discount for renting for five consecutive years, it will be five taels cheaper. The rent for five years will be 20 taels of silver in total, but you can pay the rent one year before the contract expires. What do you think? "

Jing Wen just looked at He Jun without saying a word, and He Jun was very happy thinking: he can temporarily owe the rent and pay it off before the contract expires for one year, and he can already grow a lot of vegetables for sale in this year Yes, I must have made money, are you afraid that you will not be able to pay the rent?

At that moment, He Jun smiled and nodded in agreement: "Thank you, village chief, I want to sign the contract now, is that okay?"

"Okay, I'll draw up the land lease right now."

Village head Fang was also very straightforward and quickly wrote two contracts with a brush, and both parties signed and pressed their thumbprints and it was over.

He Jun folded the contract like a treasure and put it in his arms. From today on, he finally owns a vegetable field, which is one step closer to his wish.

Jing Wen turned around and went to the stables in the backyard to lead the horses and harness the carriage. He Jun cheerfully grabbed a handful of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes from the bamboo basket and stuffed them in the hands of Village Chief Fang: "I made sweet-scented osmanthus cakes. You can try it, Village Chief."

The village chief sniffed it and tried to put it in his mouth to taste it, his eyes widened immediately: "This cake is fragrant and waxy, it's really good."

"If you like it, village chief, take some more and eat."

He Jun was very grateful to the village chief for delaying his rent payment, and seeing that the village chief liked to eat sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, he grabbed a handful and gave them to him.