Xie Lin grinned when he heard the figure. "Great, it's almost as much as the basic living allowance our employer provides. If they think it's too little, they can hire someone from outside. There's definitely someone willing to do it at the supply and marketing cooperative. There are too many idle people in various units right now."
"Well! I'll leave all this to my cousin."
"Okay! I'll go take care of the Yang family's affairs first. We'll go to the supply and marketing cooperative together this afternoon to talk."
"OK."
From the moment Yang Cheng heard that Zhou wanted to give him 70,000 yuan to buy his house, to the moment she hired Xie Lin as the manager, he easily and casually settled what he considered to be a big deal.
This should be what my wife said, different perspectives lead to different patterns, right?
At Xie Lin's invitation, he left Zhou's house in a daze.
Ling Ran was called by the management office early in the morning. After negotiating with the people of Houwang Village, he came to Zhou's house, took the little girl to sit down and talked about the things in Houwang Village.
After mediation by the management office, Houwang Village was willing to transfer the land. Now the rent per mu of land in the village is basically 350 per year. Houwang Village planned to ask for 500 per year in rent, but was criticized by the management office.
It is said that the village cadres of Houwang Village have low awareness and do not support the construction of the town.
Finally, the price was lowered to the rural price of 350 per mu per year, because the river behind Yang's house is 220 meters long, and the farmland on the east side needs to be 5 meters wide, which is equivalent to 1.65 mu, yuan.
Zhou Xiang also mentioned that Yang Cheng was willing to sell the house and that his cousin Xie Lin had agreed to manage it.
Ling Ran nodded, "Then all that's left is to go to the supply and marketing cooperative to discuss. To the west of the 220-meter river behind the Yang family is the wall of the supply and marketing cooperative's storehouse. Do you think we can buy the remaining four stores and the warehouse?"
If you take over the eight sales outlets and the back warehouse of the supply and marketing cooperative, you can add half of the back warehouse to the sales outlets and build a large shopping mall.
If the remaining half of the road, which is closer to the river, is converted into an amusement park and connected to the river park, then the 100-meter fork road will no longer be useless.
Zhou Xiang smiled. "That's great. It depends on whether the supply and marketing cooperative will sell it. Also, the two rooms at the western end of the fork in the road were where the food station used to ferment pig skins.
If I also buy it, demolish the dilapidated house, dig a branch road to the west, and expose the 10-meter-wide river channel directly under the eyes of the townspeople, will the town disagree?
Ling Ran thought for a moment, "You plan to turn this small section of the street on the east side, which has no walls or houses, into a fence and barbed wire?"
Zhou Xiang nodded, "Yes! That's why I'm worried that the town won't agree."
Ling Ran, "I don't think so. We made that section beautiful and safe. People passing through the town can see the beautiful scenery. They should agree. Let's go ask first.
Anyway, we bought the one near the food station last. If you are willing to buy those two rooms that have always been filled with bad smells, my cousin would be happy to do so."
"Then you have to make another trip."
"Yes! I'll go now."
When Ling Ran came back, it was already lunchtime. Father Zhou urged them to eat and talk afterward.
After dinner, Ling Ran took Zhou Xiang out. Zhou Xiang asked him where they were going.
"We went to the lumber mill to buy lumber and planks. At that time, everyone was taking a nap, so we bought some and secretly put them inside."
"Okay! Let's go borrow a cart. Has the town agreed?"
Ling Ran, "When the mayor heard this, he immediately agreed, and said that he had long been dissatisfied with the two dilapidated houses, but the food station couldn't even provide living expenses, so he couldn't force the food station to solve the problem of the houses.
This time we were willing to buy it and renovate that part, and he was very happy. As long as we made that small section beautiful and safe, he would let us do whatever we wanted."
"It turns out that I accidentally solved a big problem for the mayor!"
"Not only will the mayor thank you, but the townspeople will too. The smell gets even stronger in the summer, and the townspeople have had enough of it."
"Then watch me turn ugliness into beauty for everyone."
Ling Ran laughed, "Yeah! Everyone is waiting for you to save them!"
The two men borrowed a cart from an acquaintance on the street and headed towards the wood processing plant south of the provincial road.
The south side of the town was more remote, and since it was nap time, the only thing left in the silent wilderness was the green wheat swaying in the breeze.
About 500 meters west, a small processing plant of about 80 to 90 square meters stands in the middle of the wheat field.
I pushed the cart into the factory along the dirt road in front of the courtyard gate.
Such wood processing plants not only process materials for others, but also sell wood planks and boards to the outside world.
Now that no material is being cut, the electric saw that makes a harsh noise when working is quietly placed on one side of the shed, and a lot of processed wood is placed on the other side.
The purchased wood piled high on the cart. Ling Ran pulled it from the front and Zhou Xiang pushed it from the back. After pushing it for a short distance, the amount of wood on the cart began to decrease.
It was only one o'clock in the afternoon after all the wood was collected and the cart was returned to the owner. There was still an hour before work, and Ling Ran planned to use this time to build the wooden house.
After returning to Zhou's house, he went straight to Zhou Xiang's apartment and waited until 2:30 before coming down.
Zhou wanted to ask his mother if he wanted to go with her. Mother Zhou shook her head and said, "You two can go on your own. I'm not going."
When she went there, she was often envied or ridiculed by some people, but she didn't want to listen to those words.
Zhou Xiang didn't want to force it, so he and Ling Ran went to the office to find Xie Lin.
Xie Ling told Zhou Xiang that both the accountant and the cashier at the food station were willing to do this part-time job.
Zhou Xiang nodded, "Okay, then ask two people to go with us and learn about our, um, should we call it a project, and learn about the process and funding calculations of our project."
The accountant and the cashier stood up immediately. Both of them were recruited by Xie Ling in the later period, and Zhou Xiang did not know them.
Xie Ling introduced them to each other: the accountant was a man in his thirties named Wang Xukai, and the cashier was a woman in her thirties named Liu Liu.
Zhou Xiang nodded to the two of them and said, "Thank you both for joining us to generate income for the town and the food station."
When Xie Ling invited them, the two were very excited. It would bring them an extra income and make life more comfortable at home.
Now that they saw Zhou Xiang was so easygoing, they both immediately felt comfortable with this part-time job.
A group of five people went to the supply and marketing cooperative and found the director of the cooperative.
The director is still the same one from previous years. These units exist in name only and no one is willing to compete to be the leader anymore, so these leaders have been in power until the units no longer exist.
The director recognized Zhou Xiang at first sight. Not only his big eyes, but also his calm demeanor was still fresh in his memory.
"Zhou Xiang!"
Zhou Xiang smiled, "Hello, uncle."
The director smiled and said, "Okay, okay, is there something you want to bring so many people to see uncle today?"
Zhou Xiang nodded, "Yes! We are here to discuss business."
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