Song Tan Jishi

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...ah no, 300,000 is fine. If you get 300,000, you can buy a decent car first, and then use the rest to open a shop with a few brothers.

Old men, you have to have your own business and be a boss!

Some time ago, my friends said that I could invest in a hotpot restaurant, but now I think it would be possible to make money by selling food!

If we really don’t give 400,000 in counter-offer, then our car will be fully paid for!

He had obviously planned the money in his imagination.

The old man next to me is still nagging and saying over and over again that the land cannot be sold and the house cannot be sold... Well, it is not selling now, it is transferring, but this is no different from selling. From now on, it will all belong to others. It has nothing to do with yourself.

but……

"Why are you nagging all this time? This is not a sale, and this country doesn't allow it to be sold. We are just transferring it - like our tea mountain, he won't be able to get it in 30 years, isn't it still ours?"

"You are not allowed to sell this or that. There are more than a dozen acres of tea mountains and more than 100 acres of barren hills. If you add them together, you can make up 150 acres. But how much money have you made over the years?"

"I don't want to pay the mortgage! Your grandson doesn't want to go to cram school! You don't want anyone to support you when you get old!"

Li Fuqiang shouted loudly, but the more he spoke, the more panicked he became - why hasn't he replied to the letter yet? 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 among the crowd about the mountain and the homestead...

Looking at the people chatting again, they are all elderly people like my old man!

"Congratulations to the Party Secretary!" Li Fuqiang hurried over: "How is our discussion going?"

Party Secretary Xiao Zhu raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "I was just chatting. There are several businesses in our village that are willing to transfer, and they are willing to transfer the forest land rights for 70 years...Brother Li, your family only transferred the rights for 30 years. Even if it’s so expensive, let’s forget it.”

Everyone in the village looked down upon Li Fuqiang's style, but no matter how much they looked down upon him, he was still a member of 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 that our village will definitely develop in the future. If we sell it at a loss now, we can't raise the price..."

But the old man didn't know whether it was intentional or not. He turned around and joked again: "Does anyone still want our barren mountain? Does anyone want the old forest in front of my house? It's just two acres of land, cheap!"

Okay!

Party Secretary Xiao Zhu wanted to laugh for a moment. When he looked at Li Fuqiang, his brows were raised, and he quickly greeted Party Secretary Xiao Zhu:

"70 years is just 70 years! If you had said 70 years earlier, I wouldn't have disagreed with you. I thought you only wanted 30 years..."

He is very enthusiastic and can show his sincerity in selling mountains and land.

But Party Secretary Xiao Zhu was cautious: "If you pay so much in 30 years, how can I dare to mention 70 years? Besides, even 400,000 people can't agree."

"Oh Party Secretary! You misunderstood! The price I quoted is the price in 1970! What a great price in 70 years..."

He kept pestering him, but Xiao Zhu, the party secretary, tried to evade him in every possible way. One moment, he wanted to go back to discuss with others, and the next, he said that the village collective did not agree...

Finally, Li Fuqiang shouted: "Why don't you agree! I'll go find them. If they agree, you can tell the Song family whether they want 400,000!"

…

"Come on, come on! Eat a rice stick!"

Song Tan enthusiastically handed the rice stick to Xiao Zhu, secretary of the Party Committee: "I don't even dare to think about what my family would do without you, my meritorious minister!"

These words are sincere. After all, if their family comes to talk, there may be a tug of war for a few days!

However, Song Tan is also satisfied: "I won't plan to cover the mountains and the land anymore. There is a limit to what a family can do and there is 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...

No need.

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 when I leave!"

Song Tan laughed: "They also helped me a lot. This is what we should have prepared."

No, the meat and vegetables prepared at home sent a batch of meat and vegetables to the canteen on the mountain. Who asked those young men to chop wood in the morning and build pig pens again in the afternoon?

But to be honest, Song Tan did not plan to retain the position anymore, and Xiaozhu, the party secretary, felt relieved.

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 Xiao Zhu wants to be decent and good-looking, I didn't say that only the 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 I heard Song Tan say that he no longer wanted to occupy the land, but he felt more relaxed. So I got serious: "Do you have any ideas on how to get everyone to slowly come back and develop?"

"If so, when everyone in the village comes back during the Chinese New Year, our village department can call everyone together for a meeting to 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 looked at it carefully - Xiao Zhu, you have to understand that Yunqiao Village, Whether it’s scenery or culture, it’s not competitive.”

Regardless of Zhang Yanping and Xin Jun's plan to open a B\u0026B, they only have the unanimous support of everyone because they have wages and have to build a house. In addition, the family is not short of money.

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 no awning.

What about features?

To be honest, the conditions in the surrounding villages are almost the same, and the only difference lies in who is poorer.

As long as there are large and connected fields, if you sow a handful of rapeseed in autumn, you can also attract a wave of people to eat and drink tea in the next spring.

But, no!

Three to five acres of land are sparsely spread out. Let alone rapeseed, peonies may not be attractive to people—not to mention, are the villagers willing to spend money to plant peonies?