Chong Sheng 1977Nian Cong Zhi Qing Kai Shi

When Nanyi flew to Montana and wanted to see his own land, Liang Huiwen flew to Samba, and Ueto Masami flew to Argentina.

Near Manaus, a small city closest to the Amazon rainforest in Samba, a farm is being listed for sale. This farm is very large, covering 26,000 square kilometers, accounting for about 3‰ of the land area of ​​Samba.

This farm is located in the Amazon River Basin, bounded by the river on the east, west and south sides.

There are plains in the south and low hills in the north. About 42% of the forest on the farm has been cut down, mainly in plain areas.

The forest in the north is still in its original state. The original owner did not operate the farm as a farm, but as a logging forest farm. He bought the land for the timber on it.

According to the data, due to the loss of most of the forests, most of the land cannot retain water, and droughts often occur.

Although the Amazon has abundant rainfall, the rain falls on the surface, and it doesn’t take a day for all the rain to flow into the river. The loess of the farm can’t hold water at all. To others, this farm may be useless except for its large size.

After all, from the perspective of a farm, the production rate of this piece of land is too low. Even if its listed price is only 35 million US dollars, even if there is room for bargaining at this price, it does not make much sense.

But for Nan Yi, the fact that this land is next to the Amazon rainforest is its greatest significance, so that he can easily make friends with the natives who do not yet exist in the rainforest, and spend ten years slowly giving this land to Governance into fertile fields.

With the native brothers, Nanyi doesn't have to worry about someone jumping out to pick peaches after the land is well managed.

The native brothers will definitely be very loyal. Whoever can't get along with Nanyi, he can't get along with him; whoever wants to grab Nanyi's land, he will catch them in the rainforest and roast them.

Liang Huiwen first flew to Manaus to inspect the land, and then flew to Rio de Janeiro to meet the owner of the land, Covador.

"Miss Liang, have you seen the land?"

"Yes, Mr. Covador, I already have a basic understanding of the land situation."

Although Liang Huiwen is just flying around on a plane, he has already understood what he needs to know, and he has already paid attention to what he should pay attention to.

She has already seen that there are two groups of natives living on that land, and it should be more difficult to deal with, otherwise Corvador would have driven them away long ago.

"Then can we sign the contract?"

"Mr. Covador, we need to discuss the price before signing the contract. You didn't tell me that there are two indigenous communities there. You know, they are very troublesome."

"34 million."

"30 million."

"33 million."

"31 million."

"32 million, I would rather not sell it below this price."

"make a deal."

"Miss Liang, I have to say that you have made a lot of money. Cutting down the forest on the land can at least make you hundreds of millions of dollars."

"Mr. Covador, if you say, not only will I not cut down forests, but I will replant trees in the places you have already cut down? Can I still say that I have made money?"

"You don't really run it like a farm do you?"

"What I bought was a farm, and it took a few years to manage it first, and then planted food."

"you sure?"

"certainly."

"Very good, I can help you apply for a full interest-free loan, and I can also help you apply for a lower amount of income tax." Covador promised.

Why is Corvador so attentive?

It's very simple, the reason why he sold this land was to run for the parliamentary election, and his deforestation behavior has been criticized by others.

Although Samba has been clamoring to cut down a little more rainforest and expand his planting area, and he is indeed doing so, but who made his camp oppose this proposition?

"Thank you, Mr. Covador, I can introduce my boss to you when I have the opportunity."

"my pleasure."

Samba is a country with very complicated taxation, with various names. Whether it is taxed or collected, it is impossible to figure out what taxes to pay, so that Samba companies need to have one or two people to deal with tax issues.

But for farmers, its tax policy is very simple.

There is no agricultural tax, only a very low personal tax is required, and you can also apply for low-interest loans and interest-free loans.

According to the Samba law, 25%-30% of the deposits of all commercial banks must be used for agricultural loans with an interest rate of 8.75%, and the interest rate for general commercial loans is 16%-25%.

When lending to farmers, the government has two priority policies. One is that the government grants special loans to crops and agricultural areas that require priority development of the national economy;

The second is to grant 50%, 80% or even 100% of the loan to specific farmers according to the land area, agricultural output value, agricultural productivity, etc., and the loan can be repaid in installments.

Agriculture depends on the weather and is restricted by natural conditions. The Samba government implements an agricultural insurance system, which is exclusively operated by the central bank. There are two types of full insurance and segmental insurance.

In addition, the Samba government also launched a "product sales plan." Two months before the crops are sown, the government announces the minimum purchase price for the crops.

According to the minimum price announced by the government, farmers independently choose the planting varieties and area according to local conditions. Once the harvest cannot be sold, the government will let middlemen buy them at a protective price, and the difference will be subsidized by the government.

The policy seems to be good, but farmers in Samba are not anyone who wants to be a farmer. Strictly speaking, there are no farmers in Samba, only farmers and farm workers.

Under the calm surface of Samba here, undercurrents are turbulent, and it is difficult for ordinary people to develop here; but because of this, Samba is very suitable for the development of Nanyi, which already has considerable strength, and is very suitable for the expansion of Nanliang Group.

Liang Huiwen signed the contract, completed the transfer procedures, and immediately flew to Australia. There is a 16,500-square-kilometer farm "Clifton Hill Station" on the Birdsville track that is being listed for sale.

As soon as she left Samba, Rebecca landed in Manaus with a small team, and then disappeared into the Amazon rainforest.

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Montana, Great Falls.

Nan Yi drove an agricultural vehicle by himself, took the steering wheel, and drove forward in a straight line.

Along the way, he didn't stop, just a straight line, when he encountered hills, he climbed over the hills, when he encountered small rivers, he drank directly, and when he encountered farmland, he ran directly over them.

After driving like this for two hours, yelling and screaming, I came to a concrete pier with red paint on it, and white letters on the red paint, and I saw that it read: private territory, forbidden break in!

Nan Yi yelled wildly, opened his hands, spun in circles, and soared over his own land.

"This is my land, it's all my land, what I like to plant, I don't plant when I'm not in the mood, I like to sell or not, I say bad harvest, I'll get a poor harvest, I say a good harvest, I'm just playing.

Within five years, grain futures will be my domain. I want them to go up when I want them to go up, and I want them to fall as soon as I want them to fall.

I let you go bankrupt...

Wow! "

Tired, Nanyi lay on the ground casually, Mother Earth held him in her arms, and whispered softly: "The land is for planting, not for frying and frying, don't nail me any more!" Nails, mother is very afraid of pain."

"My lord, the children don't eat grain anymore. Let's eat bricks and fried cement instead. My favorite snack is the steel bar, which is crunchy! There are also tile biscuits, which I also like. I can eat them once. There are many, many."

"Silly boy, you can't eat too much if it tastes good, or you'll spoil your stomach if you eat it."

"No, no, I'm going to eat."

"I really can't do anything with you, hiss..."

Mother Earth frowned, looking at the newly injured soles, black blood sprayed out; but she could only shake her head dotingly, scolded the angry magma guards, looked up at the sky, through hundreds of millions of light years , Looking at the eldest son who has been away from home for tens of millions of years.

Feeling sad, she didn't know how long the younger son could stay at home, and whether the older son would bully the younger son.

Nanyi was lying on the ground, happy, with his wife and children on the hot kang, hundreds of millions of acres of land, hundreds of millions of cattle and sheep, hundreds of millions of pigs, hundreds of millions of chickens, hundreds of millions of catties of fish, the life in the countryside is so simple and unadorned. Uninteresting.

Now he can tell Nan Ruofing that besides money, she will soon have a few more things that can be measured in billions.

Suddenly, the sun was blocked, and a voice interrupted Nanyi's thoughts.

"Boss, call, it's from Wenchangwei."

"Is it urgent?"

"There should be no rush."

"Oh, I'll talk about that later." Nanyi said lazily.

Nanyi just lay there, and he didn't get up until the sunset. He drove the agricultural vehicle back to the warehouse, pulled out the water pipe, rinsed it carefully, and wiped it with bubbles, so that he could enjoy the bubble bath .

After washing, the agricultural vehicle becomes brand new again.

Sitting in the car, the call was transferred to Wenchangwei, "Uncle Xian, what's the matter?"

Xian Yaodong said on the phone: "Come back quickly, something happened in the village and needs to be dealt with."

"I must go back?"

"Better come back."

"Okay, I see, it will arrive in three or four days."

"Okay, I'll wait for you to come back."

After hanging up the phone, Nanyi's mind turned. Nothing major happened in the country now, and he didn't know what happened.

On the same day, Nanyi camped on his own land, and left Montana in a hurry the next day before he had time to visit another city.

His land is distributed in more than two dozen cities in Montana, and it will take some time to see it.

On December 7th, heavy snow.

Nanyi crossed the checkpoint and returned to Shenzheng. He didn't have a lot of bodyguards around him, only tiger cubs and school belles, and he didn't come by car. When he reached the checkpoint, he let the car go back.

The sky, the drizzle, added a poetic flavor of the south of the Yangtze River to the winter.

Walking into the area of ​​Wenchang Wai, the drizzle that fell straight down became skewed. When the wind blows, the light rain flowers escaped the umbrella of the oil umbrella and hit the clothes and trousers, and covered the toes of the shoes with wet mud. superior.

Turning a corner and passing by the South House, he glanced at the door of the house, but didn't touch it, so he quickened his pace and continued walking towards the village committee.

Passing by the river, Angju in coir raincoat was still fishing for his loneliness. When he saw Nanyi, he smiled, took off the trumpet on his back, and played it against his lips. .

"Did you catch anything?"

"Are you stupid, how can you catch fish with a straight hook?"

"Yeah, I asked a stupid question!"

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PS: Regarding farms and ranches, don’t say I’m self-confident. What I write is what exists in reality, some without aliases, and some with aliases.

There was a paragraph that was wrong, but I was reluctant to delete it, so I just missed it, anyway, few people read it, so I will make up the 200 words later [divided into several paragraphs, and the part less than 200 words will not be deducted].