Xiaozhu, the party secretary, has a deep understanding of efficient policies. Once the deal was settled, he hurried to Old Man Li's house.
Originally, Li Fuqiang planned to send the old man back and rush back to the city directly. After all, he was coughing all the time in winter, and he was no longer wanted as a gatekeeper...
What happened? You can’t take it home!
Unexpectedly, it was a coincidence that as soon as I sent him back to give him some soft words, I saw the young party secretary in the village talking to him about the transfer of the homestead.
Oh yo yo! Isn’t this just giving you a pillow when you feel sleepy?
He is already so old, so it is not like working for others all the time. He still has to start his own business!
Coincidentally, I am missing some entrepreneurial capital!
Although 500 a month is not much, Li Fuqiang is not an ordinary person. He is thinking about giving it to others for ten or eight years at a time.
After all, they are using it to renovate a B&B, so you don’t want to raise the price yourself every now and then, right?
Besides, my family has moved to the city, and I will definitely not come back to live in this old house again. If I sell it, I won’t have to worry about taking care of it.
As for where the old man lives... the small shack next to the mountain is small, but it can still accommodate a bedroom and living room.
As I get older, it’s easy to feel empty when living in such a big house. This kind of small house can gather energy! In winter, just burn a few pieces of firewood to keep warm.
Through this calculation, when Party Secretary Xiao Zhu came again, the old man’s bedding had been packed away by his son to the shed over there with rare diligence.
Old man Li looked at her with tears in his eyes, his movements were slow, and he was very pitiful.
But Party Secretary Xiao Zhu only put a smile on his lips and asked politely: "Old man, the windows in your house are somewhat broken, and the air is leaking back. You will have to ask your son to help repair them later. .”
"Don't worry, I happened to have something to discuss with him. It won't be a big deal for him to clean up the house."
"It won't be a bother, it won't be a bother..." Li Fuqiang squeezed forward with a chuckle.
The village party secretary in front of me likes to be nosy!
Does his own dear father still use her to whisper? But he was holding on to a long-term business that could generate rent, so Li Fuqiang smiled and talked earnestly, and then he quickly took out a hammer, nail board and other things from the old house, and cleaned them up with a bang.
While nailing the window, he asked: "Zhishu Zhu, do you think my house has been negotiated?"
"What can be negotiated or not?"
Xiao Zhu, the Party Secretary, was picky about the room with a calm face, pointing at him: "This door is not good either...Brother Li, it's not me who said that, In our assessment at the end of this year, the living environment of the elderly in the village is also a very important aspect..."
She didn't finish the rest, but Li Fuqiang obviously understood.
At this moment, I was twitching my lips, thinking, don’t you just want me to clean up the old man’s house in a more respectable manner?
Okay, as long as I can get money, I can do whatever I want!
But Party Secretary Xiao Zhu said: "The rent of our house in a remote rural area is 500 yuan, and the people doing business are not taking advantage of it. They are not happy."
Li Fuqiang hammered the nail into the bed board with a "bang", Then he cursed: "Fuck, then why am I bothering with this?"
Xiao Zhu, the party secretary, didn't even raise his eyebrows: "But the old Song family in our village, that Song Tan, is interested in the mountain behind your house. The tea mountain is here. With this homestead, it will be ready for the tea pickers to live in... Let’s see. I guess she may not agree to your high price.”
Old Song. Home? Song Tan? !
That Li Fugui knows too much!
If they hadn't been so nosy before, why would I have sent the old man back in the middle of winter!
He immediately picked up the tools and continued working, while still smiling:
"You can't say that. We were a little conflicted before, but that was because I was anxious."< br>
“You said that my dad is already so old, so I must be worried about his health.”
“Besides, my dad doesn’t have a good relationship with other people, so our rhubarb is given to me. She.”
"Did you give Rhubarb? I didn't hear about it." Party Secretary Xiao Zhu raised his eyebrows: "Didn't you even sign the sales contract at that time? What do you mean by giving?"
Li Fuqiang:...< br>
Li Fuqiang stopped talking.
He has finally seen through it. This woman is just nagging, doing everything in advance and not giving him a chance.
But he is also a good person: since he is here and has not left, and his father has given cattle away, then there is something to talk about!
So with a lot of talk, my old, dilapidated and unwanted house instantly became a great Feng Shui treasure. Even the tea mountain at the back is full of aura and auspiciousness...
"Okay, okay!" Party Secretary Xiao Zhu looked down on him: "Don't talk to me about those things that are there or not, I can Don’t you know better? Just tell me how much it costs, and I’ll ask if it’s suitable.”
This made Li Fuqiang hesitate. Nowadays, you can buy a shabby house in this remote mountain area for tens of thousands of dollars. But it is now difficult to apply for homestead land, and he feels that he has lost tens of thousands of dollars.
The old Song family is so rich...
"500,000!"
As soon as the price was quoted, Party Secretary Xiao Zhu raised his eyebrows, snorted, and turned away.
It’s really no nostalgia at all.
On the contrary, it seemed that Li Fuqiang was panicking, and he hurriedly chased him up with a hammer:
"Hey, hey, don't leave. Let's sit down together and talk about the price. We won't bargain. Who is doing business sincerely..."
Xiaozhu, the branch secretary, said in a nonchalant manner: "Oh, it turns out you want to do business sincerely. I thought you didn't want to sell."
"For half a million yuan... you should ask the village who is willing." I’ll buy your piece of land for 50,000 yuan.”
“You can’t say that.”
Li Fuqiang said shamelessly, “How big is my piece of land? Besides, what others think. Even if you don't have a homestead in your name... If Song Tan wants it, the village will have to talk about it!"
"How can any woman have a homestead?"
Party Secretary Xiao Zhu sneered: "I'm afraid you have never seen a woman become an official... The fixed price, followed by the transfer of Chashan for thirty years, plus your family's homestead and old house, is 300,000."
While quoting, I complained in my heart: I was so extravagant that I asked Song Tan for a high price!
Originally, an abandoned tea mountain would cost more than 10,000 yuan a year, let alone a homestead.
It's better now, I'm afraid it won't be possible to get the two things together with 400,000 yuan.
But... 300,000?
Li Fuqiang was already moved.
He has calculated more than once how much the things in his hometown are worth.
Let’s just talk about the deserted tea mountain that no one has taken care of. In a well-known tea-producing area, the price for an acre of land can reach up to 10,000 yuan.
But what about them here? The year before last, someone from a nearby village offered a contract for 50 acres of land, which cost 4,700 yuan a year, almost the same price as barren hills.
The price is ridiculously low, but the problem is, no one is willing to buy it!
Now that the Old Song family wants to cover it, they have to pay 300,000 yuan at one go... No, no, that means it will be covered for 30 years. Isn't this price a loss?
But if you make a counter-offer and they don't cover it, will you lose a penny?
Li Fuqiang is in a tangle.
Until then, Old Man Li, who did not dare to speak loudly to his son, whispered with tears in his eyes:
“That’s not possible, just rent it, this old house and the tea mountain are both It was originally passed down from your grandfather..."
Li Fuqiang suddenly woke up!
Yes!
His grandfather passed it down, and it still hasn’t earned his family more than 50,000 yuan.
The tea mountain could generate some income when he was a child, but the problem is that the tea leaves also need to be pruned, fertilized, and dewormed and sprayed...
Now the wild ones have grown to two meters. It’s too hard to cut firewood, so who would want it?
If you keep this in your hands, won't it become less and less valuable?
Li Fuqiang gritted his teeth: "300,000 is too little... It's not even enough to cover the land, let alone a homestead... Let's do it, 400,000! I'll sign for 400,000 now!"
< br>Although the price of the tea mountain has lost a little, the price of the homestead has not increased.
But he has been waiting for half his life, and this is the first person who can take out so much money in one go and is willing to use the money to buy these things!
Hurry up, you must hurry up!
When he asked for a price, Party Secretary Xiao Zhu breathed a sigh of relief and thought: It's settled.
But his face did not show it at all. Instead, he waved his hand impatiently: "Let's wait until I talk to others. The village collective may not agree..."
(This chapter End)