Chapter 27

After dinner, Wang Baolai was called to the village committee office by Wang Huairen. Zhang Yuehua is there, too.

"I heard that you want to contract the land on both sides of the bank. What do you mean?" Wang Huairen comes to the point. He just wants to know what Wang Baolai wants to do.

"I just want to plant more land. If there is less land, there will be no profit." Wang Bao.

"Tell me about it. If you yield 800 Jin of wheat per mu, it will cost 800 yuan, right? What can you do for such a heavy capital? " Although Wang Huairen didn't do much farm work, he was clear about the things in the fields.

"It's not that big. If I contract, you'll have to get rid of the cost of pesticides, fertilizers, seeds, etc., as well as the labor cost. You can't even see the profit of 100 yuan per mu of land." Wang Baolai replied immediately.

Wang Huairen laughs. He really ignores this matter. If all the agricultural costs are removed, there will be no profit of 100 yuan for one mu of wheat. "How much is it for 300 mu of land? Does it cost 30000 yuan? It's only for a year. What can you plant to recover the cost? Besides, do you have to pay for labor? "

"I want to grow rice." Wang Bao.

"Rice is a little more expensive, but the cost of growing rice is also high. It's watering and transplanting. Do you think it's no longer labor-intensive?" Wang Huairen cut a, think Wang Baolai is pure nonsense.

"It's better than growing wheat."

"Wang Baolai, I support you. The big deal is to throw the thousand yuan in. But you can't cover so much land all at once. You'll be crazy. Let's just talk about labor. Every family has a little bit of land. You can't write a blank check to others and put down your own land to work for you, can you? These days, no cash, who the hell will pull your plow? Talent is the first productive force. If there is no one to help you with your work, the more land you make, the more you will suffer! "

"Uncle, you just say that the land can be contracted to me. As for other matters, you are not in charge

Wang Baolai has his own temperament.

"I can only guarantee that the collective land of more than 100 mu is in the hands of individual villagers. It depends on your own ability to pass it on to you. I can't give orders. "

"Uncle, if you don't mobilize me, how can I do my work? You can hold a villagers' meeting and tell me what I mean. One mu of land will be compensated 200 yuan a year. I'm willing to give that number. "

"You think 200 yuan is a lot, don't you? Do you think people can't settle accounts? We usually have two seasons a year or three seasons in two years. Just now, you have calculated that the net profit of one mu of land is 100, but the farmers do not calculate that, because the effort and strength of their own farming never count as money. So you can't buy land from the villagers for 200 yuan per mu. "

"How much is that?" After listening to Wang Huairen's words, Wang Baolai has to accept this account. The farmers never count their time in the cost. When they calculate the net profit of a piece of land, they will only take out the money for fertilizer, pesticide and seeds, and even ignore the money for watering the land, because in some years they will depend on the weather.

"Unless you make them feel that it's better not to farm than to farm." Wang Huairen said with a sly smile“ For collective land in the village, I can give you 150 pieces of wallet a year, because the labor in the village is calculated as the cost. But the land in the hands of the villagers, it depends on you to mobilize. As a branch secretary, I can't advocate for you at the meeting that farming doesn't make money, can I

"All right. It's not difficult for me. I have a way to get them to take the land out. I just want them to compare themselves. Farming just doesn't make money. It doesn't need the village committee to publicize. " Wang Baolai is confident.

"Well, I'll go back to watch TV for a while. Director Zhang, you can tell him what's in it, so that he won't burn his brain with a fever." Wang Huairen asked when he came home.

After Wang Huairen left, Zhang Yuehua asked: "just now you said that there was a way for them to compare themselves. It's better not to farm land than to farm land. What's the way? Can you tell my sister-in-law first? "

"I've calculated that if labor is included, it's basically a negative profit. But most villagers don't count this. They will always say how much money this land has made. That's because they didn't count in their time. And I just want them to feel that their work is worth it. "

"What do you mean, you pay them?"

"If you go to work in my field, you will get a salary, and it will be paid on the same day. In this way, they will be more motivated to work in my fields, and naturally they will count the time they spend working in their own fields as the cost. " Wang Baolai is very proud. If he didn't believe his plan, he couldn't change the farmers' ideas.

"You can't let people work in your fields every day. They always have leisure time. Who will take leisure seriously?"

"In a word, let them have such a consciousness. Besides, I'm busy here when I'm busy in the field. They're not willing to give up the chance to earn money at their own door, are they

"You have to pay the contract fee and the salary. How can you get so much money? That's 300 mu of land. Let's talk about rice transplanting. It's 50 yuan for one person. How much is it for 300 people? One day is fifteen thousand. "

"Not so much." Wang Baolai has never calculated such an account, because in his eyes, these labor costs can really be ignored, but there is a problem in front of him, that is, how to get so much cash all at once. What he worried about was not the cost of transplanting rice seedlings to manage these expenses, but the cost of land preparation, because he had to use large machinery to first sort out these crooked land into flat paddy fields.

"Bora, it's not my sister-in-law who pours cold water on you. If you really grow rice, you will lose your life if you do so much trouble."

"Hey, hey, I still keep crabs in the paddy field." Wang Baolai said with disapproval.

"That crab is not worth money. If it's worth money, I won't steal it all night." Zhang Yuehua thinks that Wang Baolai is thoughtless when he does things. He must be in a hot head for a while.

"Just mobilize uncle Huairen to give me the land. I'll find a way to get the money. That's not the case. "

From the courtyard of the village committee, Wang Baolai went to Wang Baozhong's home. That day, he asked Wang Baozhong to inquire about the price of poultry seedlings, but he didn't know what happened.

When Wang Baozhong's wife saw Wang Bao coming home, she was very enthusiastic about making tea and delivering cigarettes. Wang Baozhong fished with Wang Baolai once and shared 300 yuan. The woman felt that Wang Baolai was a benevolent and righteous man. When Wang Baozhong made the reservoir himself, he didn't make hundreds of yuan to go home for a year.

While Wang Baolai and Wang Baozhong were drinking tea, Wang Baolian and Cao Yunle had a plan to deal with Wang Baolai in a small forest on the outskirts of the city.