Xiangnan said: "I know this too, but village chief, the country now supports the development of the rural economy. I built a workshop in the village to generate income for our village.
Moreover, once my workshop is completed, it will provide a lot of jobs for the village, allowing uncles and aunts to work at their doorstep.
Of course, since I occupied the collective land of the village, I have to give some benefits to the village. I promise that once my bean curd sheets are popular in the market, I will tell the production method to the whole village so that every household can make bean curd sheets and sell them.
Village chief, please try my bean curd sheets. The dried bean curd sheets can be stored for one or two years without any problem. They have a long shelf life and can be used as a filling dish.
Now the state-owned restaurant has signed an agreement with me to purchase my braised bean curd sheets on a long-term basis. They are also willing to use dried bean curd sheets for cooking. This is a stable and profitable business.
After taking two bites, Zhang Ming felt that the bean curd sheets were indeed delicious. He couldn't help but eat one piece after another. It was also refreshing to eat in the summer.
He asked uncertainly, "Are you really willing to teach the whole village how to make this?"
Most of the people in Daxiang Village are surnamed Zhang, that is, Zhang Ming's Zhang family.
If the Zhang family could become wealthy, he wouldn't mind giving Xiangnan a piece of land.
The temptation is too great to refuse.
"Yes, I will tell you how to make yuba, but I have to make some money first. Then I'll tell you in three months. That way, you won't have to watch me while I'm making yuba."
Zhang Ming smiled and said, "Xiangnan, why didn't I realize you were such a smart person before?"
If you set up a workshop in the village, no matter how secretive you are, the villagers may still discover the production method. It is better to tell them openly and you can also get benefits from it.
Even though it is a wasteland, it is still land.
Xiangnan's family had few people back then, so they didn't get much when the land was distributed, and her family was short of land.
Once the workshop was built, the land naturally became hers.
Even though Zhang Ming knew what Xiang Nan was planning, he had no reason to refuse.
Xiangnan's plan was clear and transparent, without any concealment. It was an open conspiracy, and his goal was to make it impossible for Zhang Ming to refuse.
There is indeed a policy from the top now to fully support farmers' development and to support farmers with ideas. He went to the town for a meeting last month.
Even if Zhang Ming doesn't agree now, Xiangnan can go to the town to ask for a piece of land. She has a project on hand, so the town will definitely approve it.
Now the country needs to vigorously develop the economy. This is an era full of opportunities.
Zhang Ming asked, "How big a workshop do you want to build?"
"At least 300 square meters." Xiangnan said without hesitation.
Zhang Ming was stunned. "Three hundred square meters? Do you know how much it costs to build a three hundred square meter house?"
"You know, you can't catch a wolf without sacrificing your child. If you want to develop a workshop, you have to invest first. Village chief, we need to be bold. Business opportunities are everywhere now. Our Daxiang Village must be ahead of other villages."
Xiangnan said with a smile.
Of course Zhang Ming understood that what Xiangnan said was a good thing, but he still had some concerns.
Xiangnan and his nephew are now in a very bad relationship. His sister-in-law Li Lanjiang has a lot of opinions about Xiangnan. If he helps Xiangnan, he will have a hard time explaining to Li Lanjiang.
He thought about it and asked, "Why did you break up with my nephew Zhang Hao?"
Zhang Hao kept saying at home that Xiangnan broke up with him just to get angry with him, and he wanted Xiangnan to divorce before being with him.
Li Lanjiang was so troubled by him that he felt like his head was in great pain. She was afraid that he would get back together with Xiangnan.
"To tell you the truth, I caught him and Julie in bed together. As much as I liked him before, I hate him now.
I am married now, my husband treats me very well, and I will never have anything to do with Zhang Hao again."
"You really don't want to marry him? If you marry Zhang Hao, you won't have to work so hard to make money. You should know Zhang Hao's grandfather..."
The senior official of Jinghai arranged all the work for Zhang Hao.
Even if Xiangnan marries him, she will still be given a job in Jinghai, a stable job that everyone will covet.
"I don't like Jinghai. I've lived in Daxiang Village for twenty years, and I like it here better. Besides, Jinghai is full of rich people, and a country girl like me will only be looked down upon.
In Daxiang Village, everyone is from the countryside and no one looks down on anyone else. I can make a lot of money and live a good life in Daxiang Village, which is no worse than going to Jinghai.
There's a saying that goes, "It's better to be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix." Why would Zhang Hao and I go to Jinghai and suffer so much? You can rest assured.
Zhang Ming was shocked by Xiangnan's idea. Everyone thought that going to Jinghai was a blessing, but she was the only one who said it was a hardship.
But if you think about it carefully, what Xiangnan said makes sense.
Zhang Hao's grandfather's family is a high-ranking official in Beijing. How could he look down on these little country girls?
Li Lanjiang alone looked down on him, not to mention those members of the Li family who had lived in Jinghai for a long time.
Who among those who are so proud can bear the cold shoulder?
It is obvious that Xiangnan is the one with a high ambition. If Yang Shengli takes a few cakes from her, she will make her suffer.
"As long as you understand, I'm not worried anymore. I'll go to town tomorrow and allocate the land to you. In three months, you have to tell the villagers how to make yuba."
Xiangnan fully agreed. Before leaving, he stuffed a red envelope into the hand of Zhang Ming's grandson who had just returned from school and ran away.
Zhang Ming had no intention of chasing after her. He opened the red envelope and saw that it contained ten Great Unity notes.
These days one hundred yuan is equivalent to a year's income in the countryside, so this gift is quite generous.
The next day, Zhang Ming went to the town to mark out the land, and Xiangnan also asked Zhang Dalei to help him build a house.
"Brother Da Lei, you are an experienced house builder. I will take care of all the construction work for you. I will draw a blueprint for you and tell you roughly how to build it.
I won't worry about anything else. I'll give you 500 yuan first. You can use it to buy materials and other things. In the end, you can calculate the price per square meter and pay it to you."
Zhang Dalei was a little confused: "You don't care about anything? You don't care about hiring people or how much the materials cost?"
"Yeah, I don't have time for that. Calculate the cost per square meter, including materials and labor, and then add the profit you want to make."
"Aren't I getting paid for helping you build a house?" Zhang Dalei asked.
"If you just take the wages, I'll have too much to worry about. I like to save trouble, so I'll give it all to you. Just name the price. I still have to take care of my captain Huo."
I want to build a house in the south, but I really don’t want to worry about it. An all-inclusive package is the best.
It would be a good idea to let Zhang Dalei experience the benefits of being a contractor and then go to the city to take on work.
"But I want to build a house, and I don't have time to buy materials or supervise the work." Zhang Dalei said embarrassedly. He wanted to earn wages.
When building a house in the countryside, the homeowner supervises the construction himself, for fear that the workers will be lazy.
It’s better to go south and don’t care about anything.
Xiangnan burst out laughing: "Brother Dalei, I'll leave it all to you. You can make money without working, more than you can make in a day by working on your own.
You build a lot of houses, so you should know roughly how much a red brick house costs per square meter. The rest is your profit."
Zhang Dalei said: "We help people build red brick houses in town for about five yuan per square meter, but our village has its own kiln, so it's cheaper to buy red bricks directly from him.
It can be built at four yuan per square meter."
"Then I'll give you six yuan per square meter, how about that?" Xiangnan asked.
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