The Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

Bai Feng walked away angrily. The first failure undoubtedly ended in failure, because Yang Dongxu insisted on holding on to 900 million yuan, as if you would buy it or not. , This made Bai Fengqi's teeth itch.

But Yang Dongxu felt that it was not too much for him to do so. Not to mention the housing prices in Hainan in 1993, the housing prices in 1992 alone reached 5,000 yuan per square meter. The total sales price of these houses in his hands is also nearly 1.6 billion.

I gave up a profit margin of 700 million, just for the other party to help with the airport procedures, which was a hemorrhage.

Of course, after eating these houses in one bite, if the other party kept covering them until after June 1993, and wanted to make a bigger profit, he would definitely smile and watch and would not stop him.

In short, the price must not be lower, and all the money must be credited to the account for at most half a year. He didn't want the money to become a mess after 1993.

After Bai Feng left, Yang Dongxu made a phone call with Fu Dehai, and then put the matter aside. Anyway, he is not the one who is in a hurry now, so he told Fu Dehai to temporarily cover the disk and not sell the house, and then waited for the other party to jump around casually.

No matter how powerful these people's alliances are, he still doesn't believe that your current relationship with high-level officials is just a good time for honey, and these people dare to come hard.

As in previous years, Zhou Yiren was always very busy at the end of the year, so he couldn't go home with him for the New Year. Old man Xuan was still stubborn and didn't move.

Because Zhou Ya's mother and younger brother are planning to stay in Yanjing for the New Year this year, Yang Dongxu obviously can't take her home with her. So after a big purchase, he took the reluctant Ran Feifei and his sister Hongying who was a little excited, and got on the plane to Feicheng.

Airplanes are so loud in this day and age, it's almost as if the engine is humming right next to you. However, compared to the extremely slow train, flying is undoubtedly the first choice, at least the time is short and suffers some torture.

There is no special pick-up car. Apart from the fact that the three of Yang Dongxu are dressed better, they are no different from migrant workers. They all carry, carry, and hug bags to the bus station to squeeze into the car. .

There is no first-class car, and more importantly, it is extremely overloaded these days. There were originally 32 people in the bus, but more than 70 people squeezed in, and all kinds of smells mixed together in the car were very spicy.

"I will definitely not come back next year." It is not easy to get the resentment on Ran Feifei's face in Chengwang City, although she still maintains the simplicity of rural people in terms of character and daily life.

But this simplicity is relative to her current own conditions, so this level is undoubtedly above the well-off level, so the feeling of such a bunch of people crowded in one compartment is undoubtedly something she never wants to experience again.

Even Hong Ying, who was excited about going home, had some resentment in her eyes. Although she didn't do anything special when she was in Yanjing, she basically used the bus to go to work, and occasionally Ran Feifei would drive her off when she was late.

But the current Yanjing buses don’t feel like a Spring Festival travel rush even during the rush hour, because most urbanites go to work by bicycle, so this kind of traffic jam, especially some people have lice in their hair. The crowding of small animals is simply unimaginable.

"Next time we come back, let's not squeeze the bus, just buy a sleeper ticket and use it as a train ticket to get here." Looking at the migrant workers rushing around, Yang Dongxu found the feeling of the Spring Festival travel of later generations. Of course, if he can be more civilized, his personal hygiene will be better. A little bit, it basically makes no difference.

Coming out of the bus station, Yang Dongxu saw his own tractor. Tractors can enter the city in this era. Although they are not as enviable as cars, they can still be regarded as car owners.

Seeing his son and daughter, Father Yang's face burst into smiles, but father's love seems to be not good at expressing since ancient times, so Father Yang just carried his son and daughter's luggage into the car, and kept asking if he was hungry Hungry or tired.

Uncle Shengli came with Dad Yang, and Mom Yang originally planned to come with him. But at home, a sow was about to give birth, and she was worried about not leaving anyone to watch her, so she didn't come together.

"Do you want to buy some New Year's goods to take back?" A pile of luggage was stuffed into the back of the car by a few people, basically not taking up much space, so Yang Dongxu asked.

"You don't need to buy anything, you've already bought what you need to buy, and besides, our home is in the market, so you can buy whatever you want at any time." After the economy was completely liberalized, not only did the city look like it was thriving.

The rural areas have also let go of the shackles, and many businessmen who were looked down upon before have also begun to walk around the streets. Especially now is the time of big purchases at the end of the year, so the market in Yangjia Village is even more lively.

"Are we still going to buy vegetables this year?" Yang Dongxu continued to ask, seeing that I really didn't seem to have any intention of bringing something back from the city.

"There's no time to do that. The half-sized piglets bought by the pig farm at the beginning are almost ready to be slaughtered. Recently, I have been struggling with how to sell pigs. Besides, is there someone in our village who follows the advice of the expert you asked after the fall? , Have you built a vegetable shed? Now people from all over the world come to our village to buy vegetables, and they have to send them to the city from time to time, so who will pull them back?"

Speaking of Yangjiacun's uncle's victory, he felt bursts of pride. Once he said that he was from Yangjiacun in ten miles and eight towns, his status would be half higher in an instant. Even in the town, he would be a very respectable existence.

Although all these changes were brought about by my nephew, I am proud that I am from Yang Family Village, am I not?

"How many pigs will be slaughtered in our pig farm at the end of the year? Are there many vegetable sheds in the village?" Seeing the smiles on the faces of his father and uncle, Yang Dongxu was also very happy.

Whether it is a pig farm or a vegetable shed, what he wants to do is to enable the people of Yangjia Village to live a good life on their own. Haven't you seen a few cents a pack?

"Our two families have about 50 big pigs in total. The main reason is that half-sized piglets are not easy to buy in summer, and they are also very expensive. But it will be fine when the spring is planted after the end of the year. At that time, our little pigs will be able to be slaughtered, at least more than 100 pigs. If we wait until the wheat farm, at least 300 pigs will be slaughtered." Shengli said excitedly.

Half-sized piglets are big piglets weighing more than 50 catties that have already been raised. One-third of a rural family’s annual income comes from selling one or two pigs at the end of the year, so this way to raise pigs that can grow into adults by the end of the year Generally, no one is willing to sell cubs, so the price is not low when they are bought.

Buying these piglets was suggested by Yang Dongxu, because the piglets would be fed for a few months and sold at a good price just in time for the slaughter before the Spring Festival.

More importantly, with such a good start, whether it is my own family or other people in the village who raise pigs in the future, they can also have some confidence and will not be as timid as they are now.

The two pig farms sold more than 100 pigs in half a year, which is not many in Yang Dongxu's opinion. In later generations, in any pig farm with a small scale, it is like playing with hundreds of pigs a year. But now it is considered a big family to sell three or four pigs at once, let alone fifty pigs.

In fact, it costs about four to five thousand yuan for fifty pigs to be slaughtered, which is still a big pig weighing at least 150 catties per pig. That's right, pigs weighing more than 150 catties are considered big pigs now. As for pigs weighing more than 200 catties, they won't grow so big in half a year unless they are all fed feed to fatten them up.

The price of meat at the end of the year is the highest in a year, only 80 cents a catty, and the highest price has never exceeded one yuan. This is the price of pork sold by butchers, and the purchase price is undoubtedly lower than 80 cents. Generally, it hovers around 50 cents, and it can reach 60 cents in the twelfth lunar month.

So 50 pigs may sound like a lot, but in exchange for money it would be less than 5,000. This is undoubtedly a drop in the bucket for two pig farms currently investing almost 100,000.

However, 100,000 yuan is a one-time investment. When the scale of breeding increases next year, the two companies will add up to slaughter a thousand pigs a year, plus the price of feed and grain during feeding, and the cost will be paid back in about two years. up.

Dad Yang and Uncle Yang will settle this account, so even though the pigs sold at the end of the year can only be sold for four to five thousand yuan, they are not in a hurry at all, but are full of energy.

It only takes two years to return all the money invested, and after that, there will be at least tens of thousands of income every year. In this era when ordinary people’s wages are only more than 30 yuan, earning tens of thousands of yuan a year is definitely a huge sum of money, even if it is placed in the countryside for future generations, this income is not a small amount.

"Where are the vegetables in the greenhouse?" Yang Dongxu continued to ask when Uncle Guang excitedly talked about his pigs.

"It's just the grandpa's family doing it." Said Greenhouse Vegetable Shengli's expression changed a bit.

"Should we run the pig farm in the village?" Seeing his uncle's appearance, Yang Dongxu realized something.

The children who go out to work basically call home to report good news but not bad news. Similarly, parents also report good news but not bad news to their children. So parents never tell Yang Dongxu about some troublesome things.

And after confirming that his own pig farm has started breeding, Yang Dongxu didn't pay much attention to this aspect. So there are several pig farms in the village, and he doesn't know who has built a vegetable greenhouse.

"Sometimes this group of grandchildren regret it." Shengli snorted.

"Did something happen at home?" Yang Dongxu frowned.

"Talk when you get home, talk when you get home, cover yourself up for the cold on the road." At this time, Dad Yang, who had turned the tractor on fire, shouted at the people in the back of the truck.

The tractor does not have a cover, so the best way to protect yourself from the cold when riding a tractor in winter is to wrap yourself tightly, and then squat in the bad corner of the car. Otherwise, after the tractor is running, the cold wind can freeze people to death.

"Wrap it up, don't let the air leak out, or you'll get sick from the cold." The uncle hurriedly helped Yang Dongxu pull up his clothes, and turned Hongying and Ran Feifei on their backs to keep them warmer.

The tractor started, and the chug chug sound was obviously not suitable for chatting. Yang Dongxu wrapped his clothes around his body, sat on the pony tie and leaned against the railing of the carriage without saying a word.