Song Tan Jishi

Zhang Yanping hummed a song all the way back home.

Out of ten people, six of them added extra steamed stuffed buns. Although it's just one or two, they can only add up to a hundred and ten yuan...but what is it called?

This is called a good start!

He was very happy, and he looked forward to noon more and more.

Looking at Song Tan again, she frowned slightly: "My zi yunying sells for twenty per catty."

Obviously, I don't think ten yuan is very profitable.

Zhang Yanping was taken aback:

"Tan Tan, you can't raise the price! Zi Yunying sells for twenty yuan a catty, but look, there are only a few broken leaves in a bun?"

"There are more duckweeds floating in your duck food bowl than this!"

This is a metaphor, those who don’t know it think that their cooking is cutting corners.

Song Tan couldn't help being speechless.

"Let me just say that, isn't it mainly to develop big customers who are willing to spend money?"

She thought about the few people who came today, and couldn't help asking: "Brother Yan Ping, look at the few people you invited today, which one can spend a lot of money?"

"Men." Zhang Yanping made a look of understanding: "As long as it suits their appetite, they will never spend money carefully."

"If you don't believe me, you can ask my uncle. His fishing skills are poor, but that doesn't stop him from wanting a good fishing rod."

"Poor students have a lot of stationery, and excellent students want to strive for excellence. This is true for both men and women."

But he obviously didn't quite understand: "Tan Tan, why are you in such a hurry?"

Song Tan sighed: "No money!"

"I originally planned that the issue of the house could be put at the end of the year or next year."

But now there are more and more people in the small courtyard, and it is inconvenient to brush their teeth and wash their faces, let alone work later.

However, she still owes money to the village, and the subsidy money is slowly arriving in the account one by one, which can't quench her thirst.

"I'm going to hire a designer online to plan my home, and tidy up the yard when I'm free. Doesn't it cost money every time?"

If her family was rich, they would have more land. At the very beginning, we hired the farmland planners in one step, so we don’t want to do it step by step now.

Zhang Yanping, who was also empty in his pocket, also had dull eyes:

"Oh, poverty!"

...

The poor duo dragged the heavy cage back, Song Tan turned around and called the village party secretary:

"Secretary, can my homestead be expanded?"

What can't be done?

When Zhu Jun faced Song Tan, there was always a time when he didn't not smile, and now he invited her to the village office with the same kind expression.

Then he poured another glass of water and sipped the fragrant green tea by himself.

At the same time, he asked: "You don't need me to treat you to drink your own tea, right? It's quite expensive."

Song Tan didn't mind at all, remembering that the branch secretary was also a rich man who was willing to spend money, so he asked happily:

"Secretary, put more tea once you make it! That way the tea will have a strong aroma, so just put three or five slices, it's not like that."

However, Zhu Jun himself still earns a dead salary. He doesn’t like her at all at the moment, but just changes the subject with a smile: “If you don’t come to ask about the homestead, I plan to ask you, do you want to ask me?” How about renovating your house? How convenient it is to tidy up the large open space at the door. "

The geographical location of Song Tan's house is not superior.

Of course, there is nothing superior or not in this remote country. But the location of her home still seemed a little remote.

The back of the house is next to the back mountain, and in front of the door is a cement road that can only be passed by one car. You have to bypass the bamboo forest pond to get to the main road that leads to every village.

The only advantage is that because of the remoteness, the area when the house was built was also large. The main house was 120 square meters, and the yard was almost 50 square meters.

You should know that there is no shared housing for self-built houses in the village, and the kitchen, dining room and toilet are all outside the main house. Usually, like other people in the village, it looks extraordinarily spacious.

There is also a large open space outside the yard, which is where the construction waste was buried when the house was built. The angle is slightly inclined, so Ulan asked Ulan to plant some pumpkins and winter melons at the door, and took it up casually.

This was originally a very simple pastoral farmhouse, but now that there are too many people, its shortcomings appear.

First of all, there is only one toilet in the house, which is very inconvenient.

Furthermore, the kitchen is too small, as Seventh Cousin said at the beginning: there are too many people to cook at all.

Then there is the bedroom.

The only vacant room was used as a study, bedroom and classroom by Mr. Xin, and there would be no place to sleep if there were people coming from the family in the future.

Song Tan couldn't bear it any longer when he thought of the grand scene where everyone had to queue up to brush their teeth in the morning.

Yunqiao Village is really poor, and finally there is a Song Tan who has the appearance of making a fortune. Zhu Jun is worried day and night, how can he make the other party get rich as soon as possible, improve his political achievements, and give back to his hometown by the way, leading to a good cycle...

Therefore, it is proposed that:

"Your main house, can you build a three-story building, expand one side of the yard into a big kitchen and a big dining room, and build a few more bathrooms..."

"Bring another utility room—you know, there is a requirement in the village now, and unqualified utility sheds will be demolished sooner or later."

"Leave the rest of the open space, and half of it will be a yard. Whether you are drying sesame seeds or rice, you can feel at ease in your own space."

After all, there is no threshing floor in the village now.

"Let's level the land at the door with cement. It's convenient for your customers to come here by car, isn't it?"

Those fishermen drove a total of four cars this morning. Because there was no suitable place to park, they all looked at the open space at the door of someone's house, and jumped in directly.

With only a few words from Zhu Jun, Song Tan was a little dumbfounded:

"Secretary." She asked curiously, "Why are you so considerate?"

Zhu Jun also let out a long sigh.

She didn't want to either!

It's been a year since I've been in the village. The villagers should go out to work if they should work, and those who should have no money should still have no money.

Of course, she also knows the hard work of farmers. In this kind of mountainous and hilly area, small-scale or even small-scale farming is difficult to support herself, but it is inevitable to feel sad when seeing the fewer and fewer people in the village.

She can't respond to any of the policies from above, so she just manages to build a shed in the village every day, and the environment is beautiful.

Everyone has come to the countryside, who doesn't plan to start a career!

It's not easy for Song Tan to come back. It's her first time to start a business, but she can see excellent models reported from all over the country in her hand!

Then you have to hurry up!

At this moment, she found a bunch of photos of classic country houses, two-story and three-story villas, as well as country workshops and warehouses, all of which have various uses and types.

Then passed it directly:

"Come, come, have a look at your yard and house, what do you plan to make?"

Song Tan: ...

In fact, she only thought about how many toilets she wanted at the beginning.