Chapter 284 One acre of land produces 400 kilograms
Tu Subo gently turned the empty teacup, too lazy to speak, but Tu Suminfei took the initiative to explain to the confused Gu Yuexuan: "Don't worry, sister-in-law, Cheng San was just joking. This is not the store we plan to open."
Gu Yuexuan was really confused now.
Tu Suminfei spoke slowly and explained in detail, "The real shop is located in front. It's a connected building with three entrances and three exits. The entrance is spacious and well-lit. I went to check it out myself and it is indeed very suitable."
"This place is connected to the shop in front, separated by a small courtyard and two exquisite side rooms. There's also a spacious warehouse on the side that can store thousands of kilograms of grain. It's very convenient for both living and storing grain, and the environment is quite quiet."
The shop had been neatly arranged three days prior, with firecrackers blasting to mark the opening. The interior was even more meticulously decorated, with Cheng Jing'en using rice and grain, specially sourced from other locations, as a clever disguise. Once the crops in the fields in front of the courtyard ripened, they would be delivered continuously.
Gu Yuexuan pondered for a moment, then hesitantly asked, "Is the shop you're talking about the one with the bright red silk hanging on the front street?"
Tu Suminfei smiled slightly and nodded in confirmation: "That's right."
Gu Yuexuan was shocked: "Such a spacious store?!"
She knew very well that in the prosperous area of the county town, not only was it expensive to buy a shop, but the rent was also high.
How much money would it take to buy such a vast area of land with front and back streets at once?
Gu Yuexuan quickly estimated in her mind whether the private money she brought with her was enough for an emergency. Tu Suminfei glanced at Tu Subo, a faint smile on his face, and said, "The place is indeed not small, and the capital invested is also quite considerable."
"Don't worry, sister-in-law. These funds were all invested by big brother, and they didn't take advantage of others."
Gu Yuexuan's surprise at this moment was beyond words.
She knew a little about Tu Subo having some private money, but according to common sense, his wealth should be far less than hers.
She wondered to herself where Tu Subo had made this fortune.
Sensing her confusion, Tu Suminfei, still resenting Tu Subo for once plugging his mouth with a copper coin, said with a smile, "Sister-in-law, you may not know this, but Brother was a spendthrift in his early years, enjoying himself to the fullest. That's how he mastered the technique of rapidly accumulating wealth. Money flows through his hands like sowing beans and making soldiers..."
"I neglected to tell you."
Tu Subo interrupted Tu Suminfei in time, patted the back of Gu Yuexuan's hand gently, and explained gently: "Cheng Jingen has been running some small businesses outside. I also invested in them in my early years, and now I have some dividends."
“It’s not too much, but it’s barely enough to cope with it.”
As he finished speaking, Cheng Jingen came out with carefully prepared snacks.
Cheng Jing'en raised her eyebrows slightly, a hint of interest flashing in her eyes, while Tu Subo said calmly: "From now on, you don't have to hand over the dividends you deserve to me. Just give them directly to your sister-in-law."
Facing the calm warning in Tu Subo's eyes, Cheng Jing'en immediately understood and nodded in agreement, counting all the gold and silver he had previously seized from his enemies as dividends, but he couldn't help but laugh secretly in his heart.
Tu Subo, you have come to this day...
He couldn't help but smack his lips.
Cheng Jingen put away his joking expression, sat up straight, and began to seriously analyze the current situation.
"The granary has arranged a reliable steward and three servants, all of whom I trust. I will have them come over to pay their respects to my sister-in-law later. If you have anything to do in the future, you can directly ask them to do it, or tell me, and I will do it."
"But I have a question I need to clarify first. I heard Tu Subo say that he has been very busy over the past year or so. So, how much grain will the village produce this autumn? Does your sister-in-law have a rough estimate?"
If the output is not large, then there is no need to make plans too early. The harvested grain can be stored in our store and sold slowly. This is just a little trick used by Tu Subo to make Gu Yuexuan happy. There is no need to worry too much about whether there is a loss.
But if the output is large, then we can consider more possibilities.
Once the conversation got down to business, Tu Subo and Tu Su Minfei put aside their subtle competition with each other, listened quietly, and waited for Gu Yuexuan's answer.
Gu Yuexuan didn't notice the undercurrent in the air. After thinking for a moment, she said, "I made a rough estimate."
"The total arable land at home is 236 mu. Excluding the land planted with sorghum and soybeans, the remaining 160 mu of land yields about 200 kilograms per mu, which adds up to a total of about 30,000 to 32,000 yuan."
Cheng Jingen paused pouring tea and looked up in surprise: "Sister-in-law, are you talking about 30,000 kilograms?"
"That's right."
Gu Yuexuan seemed quite dissatisfied with the total yield per mu. Frowning slightly, she said with some disappointment, "The grain seeds cultivated in greenhouses are really limited. Even after the land is reclaimed, most of it still needs to rely on purchased seeds, so the production capacity is naturally low."
The yield per mu is only 200 kilograms of rice, which is indeed pitifully low!
From land reclamation to farming, the Tu Su family spent huge sums of money hiring workers to complete the entire process. The labor invested was squandered like water. With such inefficient per-acre yield, there was almost no profit, which made Gu Yuexuan sigh.
Cheng Jing'en wanted to interrupt and say that this was already a good result, but Gu Yuexuan's next words shocked him so much that he could hardly close his mouth.
"In addition, we have 30 mu of land planted with carefully cultivated high-yield rice varieties. It is estimated that each mu of land will produce more than 300 kilograms of grain. The actual harvest yield will only exceed expectations and will never fall short of the forecast."
Cheng Jing'en's heart trembled suddenly. She pursed her lips tightly and asked doubtfully, "Sister-in-law, do you mean that only 30 mu of land can produce nearly 10,000 kilograms of grain?"
"Are you serious?"
Gu Yuexuan was a little puzzled by his surprise. After a pause, she replied, "Of course it's absolutely true."
"Even so, this figure is still not ideal. If all goes well, by this time next year, we can definitely achieve a high yield of over 400 kilograms per mu."
Assuming that each mu of land can produce 400 kilograms of pure rice, the total output of 100 mu of arable land will be as high as 40,000 kilograms. And with just the existing arable land of the Tu Su family, the annual rice output alone can be close to 100,000 kilograms...
Cheng Jing'en suddenly understood the meaning of what Tu Subo had said to him a long time ago.
He swallowed nervously, trying to remain calm, and said, "Sister-in-law, as far as I know, the average farmer's annual yield per mu of land is no more than 200 kilograms. Even in a fertile place like Shuinuanjiangnan, where rice is harvested twice a year, such a high yield has never been achieved. Are you sure you didn't make a mistake in your estimation?"
Can such an astonishing yield really be produced by this small Yuanqian Village?
Cheng Jingen's questioning revealed his private investigation and understanding of agricultural production. Obviously, he was already considered a half-expert.
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