I wish the branch secretary could leave happily, but Li Fuqiang is worried... This price should be acceptable, right?
If you can get 400,000 yuan...ah, no, 300,000 yuan is also fine. If you get 300,000 yuan, first pick up a decent car, and then use the rest to open a shop with a few brothers. .
Young men, you have to have your own business and be a boss!
My friends said some time ago that I could invest in a hotpot restaurant, but now I think I can make money by selling food!
If we really don’t give 400,000 in counter-offer, then our car can be paid for in full!
He had obviously planned the money in his imagination.
The old man next to me is still nagging, saying over and over again that the land cannot be sold and the house cannot be sold... Well, it is not a sale now, it is a transfer, but this is no different from selling. In the future, it will be It all belongs to others and has nothing to do with you.
But...
"Why are you always nagging about this? This is not a sale, and this country does not allow it to be sold. We are just transferring it - like our tea mountain, 30 years later he We can’t get it, isn’t it still ours?”
“You are not allowed to sell this, and you are not allowed to sell that. A dozen acres of tea mountains and more than 100 acres of barren hills can make up 150 acres together, but How much money have you made over the years? ”
"I don't want to pay back the mortgage! Your grandson doesn't want to go to a cram school! You don't want to be raised when you are old!"
Li Fuqiang shouted loudly, but the more he spoke, the more panicked he became - why hasn't this happened yet? Where's the reply? Should I buy it or not?
He put down the hammer in his hand and wandered towards the village again.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked out of the mountain col, he saw Party Secretary Xiao Zhu chatting in the crowd about the mountain and the homestead...
Looking at the people chatting again, they were all from his own family. An old man like an old man!
"Zhu Party Secretary!" Li Fuqiang hurried over: "How is our discussion going?"
Xiao Zhu Party Secretary raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "I was just chatting. There are several families in our village. They are all willing to transfer it, and they are willing to transfer the 70-year forest land rights...Brother Li, if your property has only been transferred for 30 years, the price is so expensive, so let’s forget it.” He didn't like it, but no matter how much he didn't like it, he was still from the same village, so an old man pointed out:
"Fuqiang, I heard that you want to sell your old house? That's not possible, the party secretary said Our village will definitely develop in the future. If we sell it at a loss now, we can’t raise the price at a higher price..."
But the old man didn’t know whether it was intentional or not. He turned around and joked again: "Our barren mountain Does anyone still want the old forest in front of my house? It’s just two acres of land, it’s cheap!”
Okay!
Xiao Zhu, the Party Secretary, wanted to laugh instantly. When he looked at Li Fuqiang, his brows were raised, and then he quickly greeted Xiao Zhu, the Party Secretary:
“70 years is 70 years! If you had said 70 years earlier, I would not have disagreed with it. I thought you only wanted 30 years..."
He was very sincere and could show his sincerity in selling mountains and land.
But Xiaozhu, the party secretary, was very cautious: "If you are so expensive in 30 years, how can I dare to mention 70 years? Besides, 400,000 people can't agree."
"Oh, Party Secretary! You misunderstood! The price I quoted is the price in 1970! What a good price in 70 years..."
He kept pestering, but Xiaozhu, the Party Secretary, tried to evade it in every possible way, and wanted to follow him later. The people went back to discuss it, and soon they said that the village collective did not agree...
Finally, Li Fuqiang shouted: "What's the point of disagreement? I'll go to them. If they can agree, just say that the old Song family wants 400,000 No!”
……
“Come on! Eat a rice stick!”
Song Tan enthusiastically handed the rice stick to Party Secretary Xiao Zhu: "Meritor, I don't even dare to think about what my family would do without you!" But these words were sincere. After all, if their family came to talk, maybe it would be better. It’s been a tug of war for a few days!
However, Song Tan is also satisfied: "I am not going to cover the mountains and the land anymore. There is a limit to what a family can do and a limit to what they can eat. This is enough for now."
What's more, if she wants to make the village better, she can't be like a big landowner and take over the entire mountainous area of the village, right? Without land, the villagers had no choice but to work for her if they wanted to develop...
That's not necessary.
As Teacher Tang said, there are some differences between entrepreneurs and capitalists.
Xiao Zhu, the party secretary, was not polite: "That's right, just give my grandpa and the others some more specialties to pack before leaving!"
Song Tan laughed: "They also helped me a lot. This is what we should prepare.”
No, the meat and vegetables prepared at home sent another batch to the mountain canteen. Who asked those young men to chop wood in the morning and rebuild the pig pen in the afternoon?
But to be honest, Xiao Zhu, the party secretary, felt relieved that Song Tan was no longer planning to hire someone.
In fact, in many places now, in order to cater to the ideas of the superiors, the transfer of mandatory land transfer quotas is normal.
If Party Secretary Xiaozhu wants to be decent and good-looking, it goes without saying that the only Song family in the village has this strength, so he might as well wrap up everything around him.
But since she has become a village official, she naturally wants to do something. She was not interested at all in those fancy things that looked like beautiful countryside, but actually had no core competitiveness and could not attract people.
Now that I heard Song Tan say that he no longer wanted land, he felt more relaxed. So I got serious: "Do you have any ideas on how to let everyone come back slowly for development?"
"If so, when everyone in the village comes back during the Chinese New Year, our village department can invite everyone to work together. Let’s have a meeting and discuss it.”
What thoughts could Song Tan have?
She is just an ordinary farmer.
But at this moment she turned to look at Professor Song and Teacher Tang.
Teacher Tang smiled: "Old Song and Xiao Song both remember this matter. I have been here for so many months and have read it carefully - Xiao Zhu, you have to Understand that Yunqiao Village is uncompetitive in terms of scenery and culture.”
Don’t think Zhang Yanping and Xin Jun want to open a B&B, even if they have wages, they have to build a house. Coupled with the fact that the family is not short of money, it is possible to gain unanimous support from everyone.
In Yunqiao Village, there are hills one after another, and every turn requires a climb. The mountains are rolling all around, and the forest is old for many years, but a dilapidated family can still live in it.
The fields of each family are scattered here and there, like patches randomly spread out on an old blue cloth coat.
Looking up close, there is no gurgling water, and it is impossible for the awning to be leisurely.
What about the features?
To be honest, the surrounding villages are probably all about the same environment. The only difference is who is poorer.
As long as there are large and connected fields, if you sow a handful of rapeseed in autumn, you can attract a wave of people to eat and drink tea in the next spring.
But, no!
Three to five acres of land are spread out in a sparse area. Let alone rapeseed flowers, growing peonies may not be attractive - not to mention, are the villagers willing to spend money to grow peonies?
(End of this chapter)