Lu Miao transmigrated into a cannon fodder female educated youth in a rebirth novel featuring a female supporting character. The original host possessed only family background and beauty, but was a...
When it comes to growing cacti, Chen Xiangdong immediately understood what Lu Miao meant.
What about cochineal? Chen Xiangdong had instinctively rejected it before.
However, after receiving several product qualification reports, all of them said there was no problem, so Chen Xiangdong gradually accepted it.
Now, when it comes to this matter, Lin Xian and Mei Zi are still confused, Chen Xiangdong has already started chatting with Lu Miao:
"How much land do you want to rent? How long will it take?"
A few years ago, Lu Miao participated in the Up to the Countryside Movement and worked as an educated youth in the countryside for several years.
She still knew roughly how big an acre of land was.
But it is difficult to estimate how many cacti can be planted on one acre of land...
After thinking for a while, Lu Miao said:
"Ten or eight acres will do for now. If it's too small, you won't be able to achieve anything."
If you start with just three to five acres of land for trial and error, the cost will be low and the risk will seem to be reduced, but in fact it will bring more subsequent problems.
For example, a piece of land in the surrounding area is rented out by others, resulting in "site fragmentation" when expanding the space later, which makes management more time-consuming and labor-intensive.
Or if you are renting farmland that already has an owner, if you are unlucky enough to encounter a stubborn tenant who asks for a higher price, it is still acceptable as long as you pay a little more.
I’m afraid that something else might get involved and it would be difficult to discuss.
Instead of getting upset at that time, it is better to implement it now.
Thinking of this, Lu Miao added:
"If wasteland is available, give priority to it. This project is a long-term investment, so a ten- or twenty-year lease is fine. But if the only option is farmland, try to keep the lease term within ten years."
After all, Lu Miao works in a relevant department, so he has a relatively clear understanding of some policy matters.
At this moment, rural land is still collectively owned.
Although the contracting system has been gradually implemented, the contracting rights, operating rights, and related policies are very vague.
The new policy will be gradually implemented in the next few years to avoid major variables and unnecessary disputes. At this time, we should avoid problems that can be avoided by ourselves.
Chen Xiangdong frowned slightly and stared at the boiled shrimp on the plate. He nodded his chin slightly after listening to her analysis.
Speaking of wasteland, Lin Xian interjected:
"Brother Yuan's farm is run on rented wasteland. There's a lot of vacant land nearby. Maybe we can go over there and take a look when the time comes."
Lu Miao nodded after careful consideration:
"That's a good suggestion. It would be nice if they could be next to each other. It would be more lively when more people come to that area."
Lin Xian smiled and nodded, saying "hmm" several times:
"I think so too!"
After hearing what Lu Miao said, Chen Xiangdong already had a plan in mind, so he nodded again and said:
"Okay, then I'll go ask someone tomorrow."
Let’s get back to the matter of opening a branch.
Although Lu Miao invited them to come over for discussion, she had considered all aspects of some of the more concerning issues very carefully, so this was basically a done deal.
She has always had the final say.
She thought the matter over carefully and felt that there was no problem with it, so naturally Chen Xiangdong and the others would not have any major objections.
So, the matter was settled.
Everyone divided the work among themselves and finalized the work plan for the coming year. It was almost half past eight and the dinner was almost coming to an end.
Chen Xiangdong stood up and said that he would go back today and would call him if there was anything.
Lu Miao told him not to worry and asked Fu Jingyou to get the fishing rods that he and Xie Fei brought back from Guangzhou.
He also asked Wang Xiu to bring a thermos bucket of hot food to Xie Fei.
The second floor was very noisy and lively.
As the men stood by the table with their fishing rods, laughing and discussing happily, Lu Miao took Mei Zi and Lin Xian's hands and led them to the sofa:
"I packed these this afternoon. Do you two see any that you like? If you don't mind, take them back and wear them."
"Such nice clothes, you don't want them?"
"It's not that I don't want to, but don't you know the nature of my job? I can't wear these out on a regular basis. They're just piling up in the closet anyway. If I keep them there for a while, they might get damaged. If you could wear them, it would be a big help to me."
Lu Miao's work mainly involves internationalization, and Mei Zi and Lin Xian know this.
After hearing what she said, the two of them believed it completely.
But to be honest, Lu Miao's aesthetics and fashion sense have always been ahead of the times.
Although these clothes were sorted out and discarded by her, they were still very fashionable in the eyes of Lin Xian and Mei Zi.
The quality is even better.
The material was so poor that she didn't even like it.
Besides, although Lin Xian is married to Ling Yuan, she and Lu Miao usually get along in a superior-subordinate relationship.
Lin Xian thought all the clothes looked nice, but she was too embarrassed to ask for them.
On the contrary, the plums that had been with Lu Miao for a few years were much more mature.
Mei Zi stretches out this love and shakes out that love.
Without Lin Xian's help or anything, Mei Zi affectionately and coquettishly put her arm around Lu Miao's arm and took it all in one go:
"Sister-in-law, these clothes all look good to me. If you really can't wear them, then we can take them all away and divide them with Sister-in-law Gu Ying when we get back!"
Lu Miao smiled and patted her arm and said:
"Okay, then you guys go back and make your own arrangements."
Lin Xian watched from the side with a smile but said nothing, just waiting for Lu Miao and Mei Zi to make a decision.
They came to eat empty-handed, but left with a big bag of food.
When Lu Miao and Fu Jingyou were seeing someone off, Xu Xiangcao walked in front to open the door.
Hiding it from anyone's eyes, Xu Xiangcao couldn't help but roll her eyes a few more times.
After seeing the guests off, Lu Miao and Fu Jingyou returned to the inner courtyard. Xu Xiangcao was guarding the hanging flower gate, looking inside frequently.
She looked so long that she couldn't see the person she wanted to see. Xu Xiangcao was dissatisfied and wondered what was so charming about Lu Miao? What was so good about him?
Not to mention the old and young in the family.
How come when she comes back, her husband rushes home from get off work early, but now he doesn’t even go to the doorman’s office at night!
Even though I've always been keen on tinkering with all sorts of stuff...
Comparing yourself to others is really frustrating!
Xu Xiangcao held her breath and originally wanted to wait and see.
But the spring evening breeze was really cold, and it made her sneeze several times when it blew in her face.
Xu Xiangcao's teeth chattered from the cold, and she blew her nose onto the soles of her shoes.
There was nothing he could do. No matter how unhappy or unwilling he was, he could only tighten his collar and go back to the house.
Besides, during these few days of rest, Lu Miao baked snacks and made delicious food to accompany the children.
During this time, she heard Tang Mei say that Xu Hongmei had called her home before, so she prepared a small gift and contacted Xu Hongmei to make an appointment for afternoon tea.
We talked about the topic of surplus books a few years ago, and Xu Hongmei sorted them out this time.
However, Xu Hongmei felt a little embarrassed about this matter.
Because in recent years, publishing houses have accumulated about a thousand sets of various famous books and textbooks.
If we count by books, there are at least no less than three thousand.
At the publishing house, these books are not many, but they are definitely not few either. (End of this chapter)