Chapter 53 Continues to Expand
On the farmland to the north of Nanhu Farm.
Lu Weibin was taking several farm employees and a dozen villagers to discuss leasing farmland.
"Uncle Jianshe, what do you think of the price?"
The old man nodded: "Okay, you won't get much money to grow rice in these lands anyway, so I'll plant it for you! The rent will be the same as in the strawberry greenhouse."
Another middle-aged man asked while smoking: "Manager Lu, are the packaging factories still hiring? My mother-in-law has nothing to do recently."
Lu Weibin smiled and shook his head: "The company's recruitment is a matter of the human resources department. You can ask your mother-in-law to submit her resume to our company."
"So troublesome? She doesn't know how to do this!"
Lu Weibin quickly added: "Brother, you can ask young people to write, but you have to agree in advance that if you are over forty, you should not submit your resume to the company. I can only give you a temporary piece-rate job at most. The formal job is Impossible.”
"Forty? That's okay. My mother-in-law is only thirty-eight this year."
The reason why the age is limited is because of the working years. If you are over 40 years old, you will retire in less than ten years of work, and your energy will not be as good as that of young adults.
Hailufeng Company is a formal company. All regular employees are required to purchase five insurances and one housing fund. Women over forty years old cannot work for twenty years. Will they pay social security or not?
"Manager Lu, can I raise eels in the fish pond over there at the reservoir?" Another young man handed over a pack of cigarettes and asked.
Lu Weibin did not answer: "Thank you, I don't smoke. Do you want to raise eels? Over there in the reservoir? I can't answer your question. If you really want to raise eels, you can go to the Shiomachi breeding farm and ask."
"I'll just ask."
"Big B, isn't it good to raise grass carp? I think there will definitely be more and more people raising eels in the future. The competition is too fierce, and you don't have the skills, so don't aim too high." The old man on the side reminded.
During the conversation, other villagers came one after another on small electric donkeys and motorcycles.
Lu Weibin continued to discuss renting farmland with them carefully.
This time, the company approved another quota for Nanhu Farm, requiring him to expand the farm to 600 acres, covering almost the entire farmland of Nanhu Village.
The local villagers were not as open as the lions, because everyone knew the current market for renting farmland, and the villagers in Nanhu Village were eager for someone to come and rent farmland.
After all, many local young people now go to work in the Pearl River Delta or in urban areas or Haicheng. There are fewer and fewer people left in the village who are still farming.
Currently, there are only five households left in Nanhu Village that specialize in farming vegetables and fruits. The other villagers either go fishing or go out to work.
Nowadays, the rice cultivation in the farmland of the village is semi-contracted to a large mechanical farming company in Xinxiang. The other party contracts the seedlings, transplanting and harvesting every year. The villagers only need to put in fertilizers, pesticides and water.
However, this is convenient, but not cost-effective.
After deducting the money paid to the major mechanical farmers in Xinxiang, plus the pesticides and fertilizers spent by oneself, the average price of rice after harvesting every year is close to 1.5 yuan per kilogram. This does not include the labor cost.
The current local retail price of rice is only about four yuan per kilogram for the cheapest rice variety.
This seems to still have a profit margin of two yuan.
In fact, there is no profit margin at all.
Because between the planting cost price and the market retail price, there is also a purchase price and a wholesale price.
Farmers have a steelyard in their hearts.
This is also the fundamental reason why more and more local farmers choose to abandon their fields. It is not profitable to grow rice at all. The main reason why many people still grow rice is to eat for themselves, not to sell it for money.
The current land rental price given by Hailufeng Company is 1,600 yuan per mu per year.
If you spend 1,600 yuan to buy 4 yuan per kilogram of rice, you can buy 400 kilograms, and 400 kilograms of rice can feed a family of four for about half a year.
In this case, why bother farming by yourself.
Except for a dozen households in Nanhu Village who want to grow their own rice and five households who make a living by farming, other villagers in Nanhu Village have chosen to lease their farmland to Hailufeng Company.
After more than a week of negotiation, signing, and demarcation, a total of 372 acres of paddy fields and 133 acres of dry land were acquired. These farmlands were all connected together. Naturally, Lu Weibin would not want those fragmented farmlands.
The lease terms for these newly leased farmland are all 15 years.
However, since part of the farmland has already been planted with rice, Lu Weibin obtained Jiang Miao's consent and allowed the villagers to harvest this season's rice before carrying out farmland reconstruction work.
Part of the farmland where nothing is grown has recently begun to be renovated. At present, the cultivated area of the entire Nanhu Farm has expanded to about 600 acres.
These farmlands are planned to be covered with greenhouses and related supporting facilities.
Inside the container building on the farm.
Li Wenna sorted out the recently signed land lease contracts. These contracts were made in triplicate. One of the contracts was given to the farmer, one was kept in the Nanhu Farm archives, and the other was to be sent back to the archives at the company headquarters for records.
Lu Weibin took a sip of tea: "Wen Na, you can sort out the contract later, and when you return to the headquarters in the afternoon, take the part of the contract that you want to keep on file back to the headquarters."
"No problem."
Putting down the tea cup, Lu Weibin came to the experimental greenhouse with several documents.
At this time, Jiang Miao was also doing cross-pollination for tomatoes.
After a while, he saw Lu Weibin not far away.
"Old Lu, what's the matter?"
"Boss, there are a few things I need to report to you. I can't make a decision."
"Tell me." Jiang Miao took off her plastic gloves and mask and walked outside.
Lu Weibin opened a document: "Boss, there are some villagers who want to work, but they are relatively older. They are all middle-aged and elderly people in their forties and fifties. I registered them and there are about 57 people."
After leaving the greenhouse, Jiang Miao took a deep breath: "Let's do this! In the future, we will definitely need a lot of packagers. We will leave some jobs that do not require technical content and recruit them as temporary workers. However, there should be required onboarding training and Physical examination is a must upon entry. After all, we are in the food industry. It would be bad if there is an infectious disease. ”
"I understand."
It's not that Jiang Miao has a bad heart, it's just that this is the reality.
These middle-aged farmers in their 40s and 50s generally have limited education and other things, so it is definitely impossible to recruit them as regular workers.
For better companies, even security guards and cleaners must be under 40 years old and have at least a high school degree.
Lu Weibin continued: "The second thing is that several bosses in Nanhu Village asked me about the drama."
"Title play?"
"The prince's temple at the entrance of the village has been repaired and will be burned down next month."
Jiang Miao thought for a while and then agreed to the matter: "Then write a book! After all, if you look up, you won't see me when you look down."
"The third thing is that the owner of the carton factory that we cooperated with before passed away. His sons are now fighting for the family property. His eldest son wants to sell the carton factory. Can we consider it?"
Jiang Miao raised his eyebrows and recalled for a while: "Boss of the carton factory? Oh, it's Lao Lin! Didn't I remind him before? Tell him to go to the hospital quickly. His aortic dissection is already very serious."
"It seems he didn't go." Lu Weibin also looked helpless.
It's really hard to persuade the damn guy.
Although they were just acquaintances, Jiang Miao still told the other party about his health problems in the hope of forming a good relationship.
It is a pity that many people are stubborn beyond imagination and will not shed tears until they see the coffin.
Jiang Miao shook her head regretfully, and then said: "Carton factories like this are everywhere. Their brothers are now at odds with each other. There is no need for us to get involved, lest we lose the rice."
"What about the carton order?"
"Find another factory to order."
Lu Weibin nodded: "I understand."
Next to the faucet, Jiang Miao washed her hands and said, "By the way, you're here just in time. Let me tell you about the crops to be planted on the farm next."
(End of chapter)