Chapter 541 541. Old Leaf

  Professor Song thought for a while: "How much budget do you have?"

  Song Tan hesitated for a while: "There should be about 1.5 million?"

  Basically the entire income of Taoyuan.

  Chestnut Garden can also generate income, but she has to prepare to repay Murakami's loan at the end of the year, so let's rule it out first.

  She thought that the amount of money was quite small. After all, such a large area would cost a lot of money just for the preliminary preparations... Never thought Professor Song nodded: "Very good, the funds are quite sufficient."

  Song Tan:? ? ?

   "Really?" She was a little skeptical.

"real."

  Professor Song looked at the land in front of him: "Isn't it just over 300 mu? Including the river beach, the cost is 500 mu. Do you know the size of my last project? 3000 mu."

   "For 3,000 mu, the first year only cost more than 1 million yuan."

  Of course, the follow-up will continue to improve and follow up every year, as well as follow-up maintenance.

   But in comparison, the land in front of me is really nothing... Taking a step back, with such a small area, Professor Song would never come here at all. But people have been asking for it, insisting that they must come, it's not a loss—

   Now that I think about it, the other party must have eaten from this restaurant too!

   Really not a loss!

  Professor Song replied: In fact, in order to maximize profits, it is definitely better to plant all the same crops. It is convenient for management, and the labor can also be arranged as a whole.

   It is a lot of trouble in terms of procedures, and the cost will undoubtedly increase.

   But there is no way.

  People's request is to give priority to the supply to the family.

  Professor Song thought about it in his mind: "If you want to open up wasteland, the most expensive thing in the early stage is water, the second is electricity, and the last is road."

   "For electricity, the price is fixed. This place is not big, and there are not many more."

   "Water is even easier."

   "Didn't you say that the mountain hadn't been specially watered before? It proves that there are abundant water resources underneath. As long as it's not a drought, you basically don't have to worry about it at other times."

  The initial investment is the cost of pond cleaning, river beach cleaning, water source development on mountains and subsequent pipeline construction.

   There is one thing to say, farming in the countryside, not building gardens in the city. There is no need to consider burying the water pipes underground. A cheap hose can cost a thousand dollars to make a big roll.

   Moreover, the development of water sources here is not necessarily for use, but for emergency needs.

   No matter how bad it is, there are river beaches and ponds at the bottom a little further away, and there are multiple electric pumps.

  The biggest head is building roads.

  After all, the roads connecting every village can be funded by the government, and the road leading to the back mountain can also wait for policy support.

   But the back mountain needs to be planted with different things, so the road needs to be repaired with a few more roads that can pass through tricycles.

  As for other partitions, even if only simple steps are built, it will take a lot of effort.

  He gestured while talking, although the route has not been given yet because the water source has not been determined, but it is already quite detailed.

   "As for the plan for the next planting and matching, we have to wait until everything else is settled, and then we can finally decide on this."

  This is the top priority of his coming here.

  …

  Song Tan probably understood.

  Looking at the three students who followed silently, they also looked pensive.

   "Okay." She replied immediately: "Let's look at the water source first, and then make a plan. After the plan is completed, I will hire people to start construction."

   "It's just that Professor Song, if you have time, why don't you stay for a while? Otherwise, I'm remote here, and I want to communicate with you later. It's too much trouble for you to go back and forth."

What? !

  Professor Song raised his brows and almost smiled, but it was hard to hold back.

  Instead, the three students were overjoyed, and hurriedly responded: "Is there such a good thing?!"

   "Yes, yes, yes! I have time! It's summer vacation now."

   "What are you talking about? Is it only summer vacation? When is it not a vacation when we do this?"

   There is also Yanran, who has already picked up her mobile phone: "I'll ask someone to send my belongings over here—is the courier here going to the town to pick it up?"

   "No need." Song Tan shook his head: "My family still delivers goods every day."

  Even if the stock is scarce now, Brother Zhang comes here for a stroll every day. It has become a habit to eat an egg today and a bowl of white fungus soup tomorrow, and he is willing to make this trip just for a single order...

   "Just bring the courier along the way."

   Besides, I won't be free for long.

  She signaled everyone to listen to the roar of the machine in the distance: "My family is cutting tea leaves on the mountain, and when the time comes, the tea leaves will be scraped off. Seventh Cousin plans to make some marinade for tea eggs at home and sell them in the store."

  …

  Thus, Zhou Maozhu had been idle for only two days, and was about to pack up all the tea-frying things, when he saw Song Sancheng coming over with a basket of old leaves:

   "Mao Zhu, do you think my leaves can be fried dry?"

  Zhou Maozhu:…

  His eyes widened: "Sancheng, what are you talking about?! This leaf is so old, how to fry it?"

   "I turn the tea target in the pot once, so I can't smash the dry leaves into pieces!"

   "It doesn't matter if it's broken."

  Song Sancheng waved his hand.

   It was originally intended to be broken up to make marinade, which is convenient for packaging and shipping.

"No." Zhou Maozhu couldn't earn the money anymore: "Look at my pot, the pot used to stir-fry sprouts is usually a bit bigger? To fry these old leaves, grab them one at a time, what do I have to fry with your basket? when?"

"not to mention…"

  He looked at Song Sancheng suspiciously: "Wouldn't the tea leaves you cut from the mountain have to be fried like this?"

  Song Sancheng smiled sarcastically.

  Zhou Maozhu:…

  …

  Song Sancheng took a stroll around and came back with a basket in his hand. It happened that Ulan stopped picking tea and was cleaning up with Aunt Lianhua at home. Seeing this, he rolled his eyes:

   "I told you not to toss... and hire someone to fry the tea? It's so hot, why don't you let it dry in the yard outside?"

  Song Sancheng was a little weak: "After all, we use old leaves. I think there are many processes to fry them, so they must be more fragrant than sun-dried ones..."

   Seventh Cousin was peeling garlic, and didn’t raise his head when he heard the words: “There’s no need to fry them. The old leaves of the tea leaves that I ate before are still fresh, and I haven’t seen you eat less for a meal.”

   "Just dry it in the sun, it will definitely be fragrant."

   "If you are still worried, you can burn the barn and put the leaves in it to roast."

   "Forget it!"

  Song Sancheng walked away—the weather was 389 degrees, he went to the barn?

   Forget it, let him fish water chestnuts!

  Ulan yelled a few more words: "Catch more, and feed the pigs with water and grass. It's hot, and they don't like eating well."

  Unexpectedly, Song Sancheng turned back and said, "Then I'll go to my father's place first. He said that when weaving straw mats, a lot of rushes turned yellow, and the stems were too strong to be used...I'll carry them here and lay them in the pigsty."

   Today is daytime! !

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   YTT Taotao, an old saying about farming, "My home live broadcast room communicates ancient and modern times"

   Introduction: The grandma took her granddaughter to travel through the ancient times, and how the old and the young survived became the primary problem.

   Fortunately, there is a modern live broadcast room. The camera is on the granddaughter. Wherever she looks, there is the picture. It is destined that the young girl is only worthy of being a small assistant, and grandma is the chosen anchor.

   At the very beginning, the grandparents and grandchildren didn’t have enough to eat or wear warm live broadcasts. They were dripping with sweat, and had to tighten their belts to scold and fight in the street. Wherever there was excitement, they just wanted to eat more food.

   Later, it became more powerful. The grandparents and grandchildren also broadcast live broadcasts of ancient floods, soldiers, disasters and bandits, as well as infrastructure construction, building high walls and accumulating food to build their own beautiful homes.

   In ancient times, the grandparents and grandsons, who started from scratch, worked hard, and turned into the strongest heroine who lived on their own.

  

  

  (end of this chapter)