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Yang Fan was enlightened by his conversation with village chief Yang Xiangcheng. Using spring water to breed fruits and vegetables was easy to mutate. If he were to use a certain proportion of spring water and water to breed, wouldn't it be better?

As long as you can improve the taste of the fruits and vegetables, it is safer to keep the size.

After finishing his meal, Yang Fan drove to Qingshan Town and bought some fruits and vegetables. He tried using different proportions of spring water in the space to nurture the seedlings, and wanted to see what proportion of spring water would produce fruits and vegetables that were not so exaggerated.

After buying the seeds, Yang Fan walked around the town, and when he saw that a family was in the process of building a house, he immediately slapped his forehead. He already had over a million people, and his house was still the same dilapidated house from a few decades ago.

Building a villa in the countryside was far less expensive than buying a villa in the city, which only required a third or even a fifth of the money. Because land did not require money, housing prices were expensive on land, so it saved a lot of money.

Since he wanted to build a house, Yang Fan wanted to build one. Now that he had space in the jade pendant, he didn't have to worry about not making a fortune in the future. However, with the money he had, it would be great if he could build more.

As a result, the excited Yang Fan drove back to Yang Shuigou. He didn't even return home, but picked up the big black fish from the space and went to find village chief Yang Xiangcheng to discuss the matter of contracting out the barren mountain.

Yes, Yang Fan was planning to contract a barren mountain. Firstly, it was to plant the fruits and vegetables that he had cultivated using Spatial Springs, and secondly, it was to build a villa at the foot of the barren mountain that he was contracting.

If Yang Fan wasn't mistaken, the fruits and vegetables cultivated with a certain percentage of the Spatial Springs shouldn't be as big as the ones in the Jade Pendant Space. As long as they grew slightly more normal, Yang Fan would be able to grow them normally in the outside world.

At that time, he would be able to set up a farm and use it to conceal the origin of his assets. He could also make the villagers of Poplar Valley grow their farm too, since getting out of poverty was not a problem, and it was also possible for them to get rich.

Yang Fan wasn't a good person, but he was still willing to help his fellow villagers in a limited area. He couldn't just silently make a fortune on his own, regardless of whether his relatives and friends lived or died, right?

Yang Fan had always been poor. Back then, someone had helped him, and even if he had the ability, he wouldn't mind helping someone else. However, it was only limited to a certain extent. The condition was to not reveal the secrets of the space. He could do good things, but he absolutely could not do good things that threatened his own safety.

When village chief Yang Xiangcheng heard that Yang Fan wanted to contract the barren hills, he immediately raised his hands and feet in approval. Yang Shuigou's village committee was so poor that they could not even afford office equipment, and he was just worrying about where he could get the office funds from when Yang Fan came to contract the barren mountains.

What's there to hesitate about? Agree, we have to agree, agree immediately!

Although the Yang Tree Ditch was called a ditch, it didn't mean that there were steep cliffs on both sides of the village. In fact, most of the slopes on both sides of the valley were steep slopes.

Because the slope was too steep for terraced fields, almost all the mountains on both sides of the Poplar Valley were barren. These days, farming land could earn a few dollars, and if one spent a lot of effort to open up the barren mountains, one wouldn't be able to earn much throughout the year. In times of disaster, one would also lose money.

A few years ago, there were still people contracting in the barren hills around the village, but now there was not even a single contractor left. Especially in these few years, there had been a lot of grain imports, which were both good and cheap, the cost of small-scale planting was too high, and the profit was almost zero.

The barren mountain Yang Fan wanted to contract with was just across the field from his home. On the south side of Flowerflower Creek, there was a mountain called Rift Ridge. The area was about two to three square kilometers, and it wasn't too big.

Most of the mountains were planted with fruit trees, and these trees didn't have a high requirement for the terrain. As long as he could water some spring water in the space, he could guarantee that the fruits would be big and delicious.

Of course, there was a limit to the size of the fruit.

In addition, there was a flat land between the Ribi Ridge and Scattered Flower Creek, followed by a relatively gentle slope, and then a mountain that gradually grew steeper. Yang Fan planned to build his villa at the junction of the flat land and the gentle slope, where he would neither have to worry about flooding the upstream, nor have to climb the mountain all day to get back home, and where the southern mountains would not obstruct the sunlight.

With his back against the Pear Ridge and facing the scattered flowers and brook, this place was definitely a treasure trove of hidden wind and condensed air.

However, due to the terrain constraints, the Scattered Flower Creek was close to the South Mountain, which was far away from the North Mountain. If one wanted to sit in the mountains and look into the water, they couldn't build a house on the North Mountain, and there was even a poplar ditch in the middle of it.

Besides, there were a lot of terraced fields on the hillside of the Northern Mountain, and contracting them was extremely troublesome. Yang Fan only had a hundred thousand yuan worth of wealth, so he couldn't afford to pay it.

In the end, Yang Fan and Village Head Yang Xiangcheng reached an agreement to contract Riiling for a term of 70 years at a price of 300 thousand yuan per year. Yang Fan could reprice the contract at market prices every five years, and after the contract expires, he would have the priority right to renew the contract under the same conditions.

The village chief of Yang Shuquan was the biggest, and he alone had the final say. He casually recruited the village committee members to greet him, and the matter of Yang Fan contracting out Rift Ridge was settled.

The next step was to go to Qingshan Town to report and seal the contract. With Yang Xiangcheng here, there was no need for Yang Fan to worry about it. He just needed to prepare the money and once the contract was signed, he could directly take it.

After discussing it with the Village Chief, Yang Fan remembered that he had not told his parents about it yet. As a university student, he was Yang Shugou's only university student.

The reason why he wanted to contract Mount Desolation was because Yang Fan wanted to find an excuse for himself. With the space within the jade ornament, only a fool would go to work.

As long as he was able to achieve good results, his parents would not say anything more. Nowadays, people's views were gradually changing, people's opinions of whether they were happy or not were already deeply rooted, and the rural people were also gradually being affected. As long as he could earn money, he would not care about whether he had a job or not.

After returning home, Yang Fan told his parents that he wanted to contract with Rift Ridge. Other than being scolded by Zhong Ri, the resistance he encountered was not as great as he had imagined. On the contrary, his father, Yang Dongdong, supported him and comforted Zhong Rushuan, saying that his child had grown up and that if there was anything, he would have to make a decision on his own, lest he regret it in the future.

Fortunately, with the matter of Yang Fan getting rich, Zhong Ruan Juan reluctantly agreed after nagging for a while. Even if she didn't agree, there was nothing she could do. The village chief and the accountant had already come over to express their gratitude.

Don't look down on the rural people, the rural people are also very fond of face, shamed things are usually not done.

As long as I can earn money, it doesn't matter if I lose face or not. It doesn't matter if someone calls me a dog, it's fine even if I get cursed to death with a finger to my spine, since I have to take a few curses anyway. My face is only worth a few dollars, and I will do it like this, what can you do to me?