Chapter 127 Buying Land

This time the two men were not in the wrong place. When they arrived at the door of the factory, there was only a skinny old man who was setting up a fire inside the iron gate and cooking in the most primitive way.

A double-handled pot was hung on top by a thick branch.

"Uncle, please cook." Gu Wanxing grabbed the door railing with both hands, leaned against the door, and smiled kindly.

The old man seemed to be frightened when he heard the sound, and ran away for a long distance.

"What the hell..." he muttered softly.

When I turned around and looked towards the door, I saw a very pretty girl grinning with her teeth bared.

He knew there was a cemetery on the other side of the road. He was used to the quietness of being alone, so he was startled by the sudden sound of a voice.

Seeing that there were two of them, he walked back embarrassedly.

"Who are you and what are you doing here?"

The old man looked at the two of them with his cloudy and shrewd eyes, with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.

"Uncle, this is what we're talking about. We're here to inquire about that vacant lot to the east. I see it's empty, with no crops planted there, and no factory buildings built on it. Do you think it's for sale?"

Gu Wanxing smiled brightly, trying her best to make others have a good impression of her.

Fu Zheng looked at her as soon as she finished speaking. He thought she wanted to buy the completed factories here, but he didn't expect that she was asking about the overgrown vacant lot they had just passed by.

It's interesting, she's always so unpredictable.

The old man frowned: "Do you want to buy or rent?"

"Buy it. I want to buy it and buy it myself." Gu Wanxing knew what he was wary of. This magnesium sand factory was the land rented by the big boss.

The site was not completed, leaving behind such a large site, but the land cannot be cultivated and someone has to watch over it.

Therefore, the villagers are very disgusted with the idea of ​​leasing land to build factories.

In her previous life, she rented a factory at the end of 1995. It was about six acres of land east of the magnesium sand field, with an area of ​​about 4,000 square meters.

At that time, it had already been bought by an individual.

This magnesium sand field looks depressed now, but it will become an industrial park in the future.

The old man lowered his head in thought. After a moment, he asked again, "No frame for me? You want to buy it, right?"

"Yes, buy it."

Gu Wanxing put away his smile and spoke with a firm look in his eyes.

"Okay, wait a moment. I'll take you to see our village secretary. You can talk then. I'm just the gatekeeper."

"That's all, sir. Thank you very much."

Gu Wanxing's words were so sweet that she even got goosebumps, but in order to get things done, she had to be a little evasive.

The old man was putting out the fire.

Gu Wanxing said considerately, "Sir, why don't you eat first?"

"This is my dinner for dinner. Don't be in a hurry to eat it. It's okay if you eat it cold."

The two people outside the door looked at each other: ...

Wow, the sun is still overhead, and dinner is ready.

When the fire went out, the old man came out from the small door.

The three of them walked in the grass that was half a person's height, and the old man told them the history of this clearing.

There were many electric poles erected on this land in the past. The state said it was requisitioned, but later it was no longer used. It turned out to be a wasteland.

There are few people in the village and they can’t afford to farm enough crops, so they are always in a panic.

Later, a boss came and took over the business for ten years. He built factories and roads, and made it quite a grand affair. The most important thing was that the boss said he would let the villagers come to work, so the village chief agreed.

As a result, the project was not started, but the contract period has not yet expired.

Just let him go and take a look. The village will give him some money, about ten or eight yuan a month.

What he learned was almost the same as what Gu Wanxing knew in his previous life.

As they were talking, they arrived at the brigade. The village party secretary was an old man. When they arrived, he had just returned from a meeting in town.

The old man was wearing a black short-sleeved shirt with a good drape. He looked quite upright and had a small straw hat on his head.

"Lao Luo, who are they?"

Ji Chunsheng saw Lao Luo leading two handsome young men towards him from a distance and couldn't help shouting.

Old Luo, whose real name was Luo Yongmao, said nothing. He led the group closer before introducing them, "These two are from Shahe Town. Their children said they want to buy the ten acres of vacant land east of the factory."

"He is our village party secretary, his name is Ji Chunsheng. He was born in spring, so he is called Chunsheng."

Gu Wanxing's mouth twitched when he heard this.

Fu Zheng also curled his lips. He didn't expect that the old man was so humorous.

The old Party Secretary had an indescribable expression on his face: "Hey, what are you talking about? What are your names? Come, come, go inside and cool down."

Ji Chunsheng heard the key words clearly. They said buy, buy, not rent.

"Hello, Secretary. My last name is Gu, and his last name is Fu."

"Oh, Xiao Gu, Xiao Fu, come inside quickly. Our team has installed a new large ceiling fan. Let's go."

Gu Wanxing and Fu Zheng entered the brigade office with the warm courtesy of several old branch secretaries.

This village is indeed rich. The brigade has five brand new tiled houses with clean windows. In the office, two desks facing each other serve as workstations for two people. The one they came to is an office for four people.

After entering the house, he asked them to sit down and poured them some water.

Turned on the ceiling fan.

The old branch secretary then dragged a chair over and sat down opposite the two of them.

"Lao Luo said you want to buy ten acres of land?"

He asked tentatively, with a hint of darkness and inquiry in his shrewd and capable eyes.

Gu Wanxing felt uncomfortable being stared at by him, so she dragged her chair and leaned closer to Fu Zheng.

Her action was not abrupt. Leaning over there just put her a little further away from the other person's desk so that she wouldn't have to look at the account book on the desk.

Fu Zheng already knew what Gu Wanxing was thinking, so he took over the conversation directly: "There is a vacant lot to the east of that empty factory building. We want to buy that piece of land. We haven't measured the exact size yet, so we don't know for sure."

The old Party Secretary nodded in understanding. "That express delivery area is at least ten acres, maybe even more or less. Can you really take that much?"

Gu Wanxing quickly calculated in her mind. When she rented a land in her previous life, it was more than 4,000 square meters. If it was ten acres of land, it would be about 6,600 square meters, which was not small.

"That depends on whether your price is appropriate." Gu Wanxing said calmly.

Fu Zheng had inquired about the current land prices. Class A farmland was about 4,000 yuan per mu. That piece of land was obviously not Class A. Class B was 1,000 yuan cheaper, which meant that the land was about 3,000 yuan per mu.

Gu Wanxing had memories of his previous life, so he naturally knew the approximate price.

She asked and found out that it was about 4,500 yuan per acre, and she bought it in 1992.

It shouldn't be that expensive now.

"Three thousand and five per mu, any less won't do. We have legitimate farmland there."

The village party secretary suddenly quoted a price.

Fu Zheng's eyes darkened slightly. This old man was not being honest.

Gu Wanxing thought it was okay, after all, it was cheaper than in her previous life, but she wanted it to be even cheaper.

So he curled his lips slightly and said, "The price is quite high. Why don't we look somewhere else?"

She was talking to Fu Zheng.

Fu Zheng nodded and said cooperatively, "Secretary, could you lower the price a little more?"

The village party secretary was a little anxious when he heard Gu Wanxing's words. The young man suddenly asked him, and he immediately smiled: "The price is negotiable, but you can tell me the bottom price. What is your target price?"

"Secretary, is 3,500 your target price?" Gu Wanxing asked bluntly.

"That's not the case." The village party secretary said subconsciously.

Probably because he knew that he had said something wrong, he secretly raised his eyelids and glanced at the two young men opposite.

Fu Zheng pretended not to notice his awkwardness and continued, "Uncle Luo said that the land was originally barren and the village population was small, so they couldn't cultivate it. The government must have a reason for classifying land now, and there must be a difference between land for growing crops and land not for growing crops. If it's possible, we'll take all the ten acres for 2,500 yuan."

"No. Absolutely not." The old man stood up suddenly, staring at Fu Zheng with a sharp gaze, and mentally recalled all the ancestors of Old Luo's family.