The Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

Bai Feng walked away angrily. The first failure undoubtedly ended in failure, because Yang Dongxu was bitten by 9 billion yuan, and you like to buy or not buy, not buy me. , Which makes Bai Fengqi's teeth tickle.

But Yang Dongxu felt that he didn't do too much. Not to mention the housing price in Hainan in 1993, the price alone reached 5,000 yuan per square meter in 1992 this year. The total sale price of these houses in his hand is also nearly 1.6 billion.

But he gave up a profit of 700 million yuan, in order to help the other party run the airport procedures, which is a big bleeding.

Of course, after eating these houses in one bite, if the other party died and died until June 1993, and wanted to make a bigger one, he would definitely smile and watch without obstruction.

In short, the price must not be lower anymore, and all money must be paid in at most six months. He didn't want to delay the money after 93 years.

After Bai Feng left, Yang Dongxu and Fu Dehai made a phone call, and then threw the matter aside. Anyway, it’s not him who is anxious anymore. He informs Fu Dehai that he can’t cover his house for a while and then waits for the other party to slam.

No matter how powerful these people are in alliance, he still doesn't believe that your current relationship with high-level officials is just when Mi Li is changing oil.

As in previous years, Zhou Yiren at the end of the year was always very busy so he couldn't go home with him for the Chinese New Year. The old man Xuan was still stubborn.

Zhou Ya, because her mother and brother are planning to stay in Yanjing this year, Yang Dongxu obviously cannot take her home. So after a lot of purchases, he took the reluctant face of Ran Feifei and his little sister Hong Ying with a little excitement on the plane to Feicheng.

The noise of aircraft in this era is so loud that the whole process is as if the engine is buzzing beside you. However, compared to the extremely slow train, flying is undoubtedly the first choice, at least for a short period of time to suffer.

There is no special pick-up car. In addition to being relatively better dressed, Yang Dongxu and the other are no different from migrant workers. They are all carrying big bags and carrying them, carrying them in their arms and squeezing cars at the bus station. .

Cars do not have first-class cabins, and more importantly, they are overloaded this year. The original 32-person bus was squeezed into more than 70 people, and the various flavors in the carriage were mixed together.

"Absolutely not coming back next year." It is not easy to get the grudge of Ran Feifei in Chengwang City, although she is still the simple of rural people regardless of her character or ordinary life.

But this simplicity is relative to her current conditions, so this level is undoubtedly above the well-off, so the feeling that such a crowd of people are crowded in a car is undoubtedly she never wants to experience it again.

Even Hong Ying, who was excited about going home, had some resentment in his eyes. Although she wasn't special in Yanjing, she basically went to work as a bus, and occasionally Ran Feifei would drive her to her.

But the current Yanjing bus does not feel like a Spring Festival even during the peak hours of work, because most urban people are the main force of work bikes, so this crowded car, especially some people even have lice in their hair The crowding of small animals is simply unimaginable.

"Let's not squeeze the car next time, let's buy sleeper tickets and train tickets to do it here." Looking at the migrant workers hurrying around, Yang Dongxu found the feeling of the Spring Festival for the future generations. Of course, if you can be civilized, your personal hygiene will be better. At one point, there was basically no discrepancy.

From the bus station, Yang Dongxu saw his own tractor. In this era, the tractor can enter the city. Although it is not as enviable as a car, it can be regarded as a car family.

Seeing his son and daughter, Yang Da’s face smiled, but father’s love seems to be not good at expressing since ancient times, so Yang Da only just carried his son and daughter’s luggage in the car, and kept asking hungry. Hungry or tired.

It was the uncle victory that came with Yang Dad, and Yang Ma was originally going to come together. But a sow was about to give birth at home, so she didn't worry about watching her, so she didn't come together.

"Would you like to buy some new year's goods and bring them back?" A bunch of luggage and a few people stuffed into the back of the car, basically did not take up much space, so Yang Dongxu asked.

"You don't need to buy it anymore. You should have bought it already. Besides, our family is on the market. You can buy anything you want at any time." After the economy is completely liberalized, it is not only a prosperous city.

The shackles have also been let go in the countryside, and many businessmen who used to look down upon them have now begun to walk around the street. Especially now that the end of the year is the time for big purchases, so the market in Yangjiacun is more lively.

"Are we still panning vegetables this year?" Yang Dongxu continued to ask, seeing that his Lao Tzu really didn't mean to pull something back from the city.

"How can there be kung fu to get that stuff? The half-big pigs bought at the beginning of the farm are almost ready to sell. Recently, they have been talking about how to sell pigs. Besides, no one in our village followed the advice of the expert you found after the autumn. , Did you get a vegetable greenhouse? Now people from Shili and Baxiang go to our village to buy vegetables, and from time to time they have to send them to the city. Who will pull back?"

Speaking of Yang Jiacun's uncle victory, he was proud of his success. In Shili Baxiang, he said that he was a member of Yang Jiacun. At that moment, his status would be high, even if he came to the town, it was very faceless.

Although all these changes were brought by my nephew, but I am a person from Yangjia Village, am I proud?

"How many pigs will be slaughtered at the end of our pig farm? Are there many vegetable greenhouses in the village?" Yang Dongxu was also happy to see the smiles on his dad and uncle's faces.

Whether it's a pig farm or a vegetable greenhouse, what he wants to do is to make Yangjiacun people live a good life on their own. Now it seems that the effect is not bad. Without seeing the uncle's smoking, they are all one package. Didn't you see a few cents a pack?

"The two of us add up to about 50 big pigs. The main thing is that the half-big piglets are not easy to buy in summer, and they are also very expensive. But it will be fine when spring is planted all year round. At that time, our pigs can be slaughtered, at least more than 100 heads. If you wait until the wheat field can be slaughtered at least 300 heads." Victory said excitedly.

A half-big piglet is a big piglet that has been raised for over 50 pounds. One-third of a year’s income of a rural family comes from selling one or two pigs at the end of the year. No one is willing to sell cubs, and the price is not low when they are bought.

It was Yang Dongxu's suggestion to buy these piglets, because the piglets could be sold for a few months just before the Spring Festival to sell for a good price.

What's more important is that with such a good start, no matter whether it is your own family or other people in the village raising pigs in the future, you can have some confidence and will not be so fearful of the present.

The two pig farms slaughtered more than 100 pigs in half a year, but Yang Dongxu didn't see much. In later generations, a small-scale pig farm, hundreds of pigs slaughtered a year is the same as playing. But now it can be considered a big household to sell three or four pigs, not to mention fifty pigs.

In fact, fifty pigs are slaughtering about four or five thousand dollars, which is still a big pig with at least 150 pounds per pig. That's right, even if it is more than 150 pounds, it is even a big pig. As for the two hundred pounds or more, half a year is not so big, unless all the feed is used to fertilize.

The meat price at the end of the year is the highest in a year, which is 8 cents a catty, and the highest price has not exceeded one piece. This is the price of pork sold by butchers, and the purchase price is undoubtedly lower than Ba ​​Mao.

So 50 pigs sounds like a lot, but it is less than 5,000 when it is exchanged for money. This is undoubtedly a dime for two pig farms currently investing almost 100,000.

However, this is a one-time investment of 100,000 yuan. When the scale of breeding is raised next year, the two will add a thousand heads of pigs a year, plus the price of feed and food during feeding. Too.

This account of Yang Dad and Xiaoshu will count, so although the pigs sold at the end of the year can only sell four or five thousand dollars, they are not in a hurry, but full of energy.

After only two years of investment, all the money can be returned, and then every year will be at least tens of thousands of income~www.readwn.com~ In this era where ordinary people's salaries are more than 30 yuan, they earn tens of thousands a year. The dollar is definitely a huge sum of money, and even if it is put in the future generations in the countryside, this income is not a small amount.

"What about the vegetables in the greenhouse?" Yang Dongxu continued to ask after seeing Xiao Shuguang talking excitedly about his pig.

"Just the grandfather's family is doing it." Said that the vegetables in the greenhouse had a successful look.

"Let's make a pig farm in the village?" Yang Dongxu realized what the young uncle looked like.

Children who go out to work part-time call their homes basically to repay the good news but not to worry about their parents. So something annoying parents never told Yang Dongxu.

After confirming that his pig farm has started breeding, Yang Dongxu did not pay much attention to this matter. So there are several pig farms in the village, and it is not clear who has a vegetable greenhouse.

"Sometimes this group of turtles and grandsons regret it." Shengli snorted.

"Did something happen at home?" Yang Dongxu frowned.

"Go home and say home again, the road is cold and cover yourself tightly." Yang Da, who shook the tractor at this time, shouted at the people in the rear bucket.

The tractor does not have a car cover, so the best way to protect yourself from the cold in winter is to wrap yourself tightly and squat into the rotten corner of the car. Otherwise, the cold wind will freeze people after the tractor runs.

"Wrap it, wrap it, don't let it leak, otherwise it will freeze and get sick." The uncle quickly helped Yang Dongxu pull the clothes, so that Hong Ying and Ran Feifei turned back, so as to keep warmer.

The tractor started, and the sudden voice was obviously not suitable for chatting. Yang Dongxu wrapped his clothes and sat on Xiao Mazha, leaning against the railing and no longer speaking.

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