When Xu Fuqiang received the call and heard Qingzhi say that the land lease issue had been negotiated, his whole body suddenly perked up.
When the agreed time came, Xu Qingzhi took the contract that she had prepared in advance and asked her father to sign the contract with someone else.
Moreover, even the deadline has been set.
According to the ten-year contract, if there is a breach of contract, ten times the penalty will be paid. The rent will be paid annually, payable from today's date.
It’s not that Xu Qingzhi doesn’t trust Granny Xia, it’s just that people’s hearts are always different.
Since there is a legal contract to impose constraints, it is better to impose constraints.
The contract was signed, and the land leasing was settled.
Jiang Zhan, the conscientious assistant, had the first reaction when he learned about this matter. He discussed it with Xu Qingzhi, "Do you think we should pre-sell another 1,000 kilograms of rice tomorrow?"
Xu Qingzhi followed him and agreed with whatever he said.
Xu Fuqiang, who was standing next to him, asked in confusion, "Zhan Zhan, why don't you increase the amount? Wouldn't it be better to increase the amount by 10,000 kilograms directly, like today?"
"Uncle, if a lot of pre-sales are supplied every day, no matter how good the products are, it will reduce the purchasing desire of some consumers." Jiang Zhan explained seriously.
"Oh~" Xu Fuqiang responded, but he still couldn't understand the twists and turns, so he said, "Okay, Zhanzhan, your brain is as good as Qingzhi's in my family, you can do it yourself, uncle doesn't understand, uncle will go to work in the fields."
The news that the Xu family had contracted more than 40 acres of land from Grandma Xia's family quickly spread throughout the village.
Li Xiong had originally negotiated to lease the land around the Xu family's for 1,000 yuan per mu, but when he heard that the Xu family had leased land in another place, he thought that the Xu family must have their own connections to know which land was good, so he hurried to negotiate to lease the land around the new land leased by the Xu family.
Even though there is a big road between us, the water irrigating the rice fields is flowing, so the quality of the fields must be pretty much the same.
These people had long heard the rumor that Li Xiong had made money from harvesting vegetables, and they also knew that he had previously offered other people a high price of 1,000 yuan per mu in order to ruin Xu Fuqiang's negotiation for the land. When they received Li Xiong's call to negotiate, he insisted that they must pay 1,000 yuan per mu, and would not give it to him at a price lower than that.
Li Xiong had no choice but to grit his teeth and take it. After all, his daughter said that any money spent now is an investment. What's more, he has made some money from selling vegetables. Sometimes the net profit in a day is five figures.
What Li Xiong had done soon spread to the Xu family.
Later, a man who had agreed to lease a piece of land to Li Xiong called Wang Yanmei excitedly and said that it was thanks to her family that they leased land in that area, otherwise which fool would pay a high price of one thousand yuan per mu to lease her land.
Xu Fuqiang was a little angry.
Wang Yanmei advised him: "There's no need to get angry with him."
After hearing what his wife said, Xu Fuqiang just said, "That's true, but I'm a little angry. It's better for him to come openly. He always does things in the dark. Our farm is called Fuwang Farm, and his is called Fuwang Farm. The land they rent out for farming must be around our plot."
Xu Qingzhi put a big chicken drumstick stewed soft in the stir-fried chicken with shallots in her father's bowl and said, "We should just grow our own, and who cares what he does."
Wang Yanmei said: "If we rent a field at this price, we will lose everything if we send the rice to the rice mill."
The quality of rice is good now, and one mu of land can produce 1,200 kilograms of rice, with a net profit of about 1,500 yuan. He spends 1,000 yuan per mu to rent the land, and there are labor, machine harvesting, and time costs. If he sends it to the rice mill, how much can he earn?
Jiang Zhan, who was eating the delicious food of the Xu family, was thinking that if Qingzhi did not agree to cooperate, he might try to contact the person from Fuwang Farm.
After all, he is a businessman, so profit is naturally his priority.
After dinner, Jiang Zhan and Zhang Qi returned to the courtyard.
An old man was standing at the door of a one-story bungalow in the courtyard. The dim light bulb on the eaves above his head was so dim that it seemed as if it was almost unable to emit any light.
Hearing some noise, he slowly turned around and said, "Xiao Qi, you're back."
"Grandpa, is this light bulb broken? Let me change it for you." Zhang Qi saw that grandpa was holding a light bulb in his hand, and then he looked at the light bulb above his head which was not very bright. He could tell with his toes that grandpa was going to change the light bulb.
The old man didn't bother to be polite with him. He handed him the light bulb and pointed the bamboo chair next to him under the light bulb. "Okay, I won't bother with my old bones. Thank you for your hard work, Xiao Qi."
Zhang Qi stepped onto the chair, took out the broken light bulb and replaced it with a new one.
The whole courtyard was suddenly illuminated by dim lights, which attracted moths and other small flying insects to fly around tirelessly.
Jiang Zhan was so fascinated by the scene that he even fantasized that he would be the moth that knew nothing. He hadn't felt so peaceful in a long time.
Until Xu Dongru turned around and said, "Xiao Qi, is this your friend?"
Then, he introduced Jiang Zhan, "This is Qingzhi's grandpa. The one on the left is where grandpa lives, and the one on the right is the house that President Wen rented before. I'll take you to have a look."
Jiang Zhan greeted grandpa politely.
Grandpa waved his hands and said in an urging tone, "Go quickly, I'll go to bed after changing this light bulb. You young people should also go to bed early. Early to bed and early to rise are good for your health. Don't take advantage of your youth and don't take your health seriously, understand?"
Huo Fengyan was away these days, and Xiao Qi got up earlier than him every day to go to work in the fields. Grandpa didn't even have anyone to talk to, which made him feel very depressed.
It's a common problem among the elderly. They always like to nag people whenever they see them, asking young people to pay more attention to their health.
After returning to the room, Xu Dongru took out his old-fashioned cell phone and made a call. The other end picked up the call quickly.
"Xiao Huo, when will you come again?"
When he heard the other party say that he was busy with work and might not be able to go recently, he said with disappointment: "Okay, work is more important, you have to take care of your health. Has your cough gotten better recently?"
Huo Fengyan suppressed the urge to cough and made his voice sound more normal as he said, "Grandpa, I'm much better now. You should also take care of yourself. Don't go fishing when it rains. The roads are slippery and hard to walk on."
The stubborn old man responded one by one: "Okay, then come back when you are free. Grandpa misses you so much."
"Okay, Grandpa, I'll come to see you after I'm done with this busy period." Huo Fengyan said slowly in a clear voice.
The other side.
Jiang Zhan sent a message to his brother.
Just like what the uncle said, his brother has been outstanding since he was a child, and he is used to it, so he always subconsciously seeks his brother's opinion when making any decision.
He thought that if Qingzhi did not agree to cooperate, he would try to contact the people from Fuwang Farm.
Jiang Xiao received the message and directly sent him the test result.
"Recently, several customers sent me vegetables from Fuwang Farm for testing. They are all the same pakchoi but of different quality. The data from several dishes are inconsistent. Please take a look before considering it."
"Also, since the other party is obviously competing with Qingzhi, you should know what it means to use a competing product..."
Jiang Xiao didn't finish his words.
Jiang Zhan was suddenly enlightened and realized how confused he was.
Because the sales of the boutique supermarket dropped sharply, he was indeed a little impatient, and the pursuit of profit temporarily dominated his mind.
If he really contacts the people at Fuwang Farm, then there will be almost no chance for him to get through to Fuwang Farm in the future.
He almost did something stupid again.
Jiang Zhan closed the laptop in front of him, took off his gold-rimmed glasses, and covered his face with his hands dejectedly.
Like everyone is saying...
He is indeed not as smart as his brother.
Jiang Zhan took a shower and lay on the bed.
He recalled the countless foolish decisions he had made in his past life and fell into deep internal friction.
A few minutes later, he couldn't help but yawn and actually felt sleepy.
In the past, when he was in Kyoto, he would stay awake until dawn because of a decision that he almost made wrong, and he would count sheep until he felt as tired as doing math problems for several hours.
Are you feeling sleepy now?
He took a deep breath, his confused mind no longer able to think of the assumption that if he could go back to the past, he would definitely not do that.
As darkness swirled in my mind, I fell into a deep sleep.
(End of this chapter)