Song Tan's Notes

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 around 150 million?"

Basically all the 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: "Aren't you just over 300 mu? Including the river beach, the cost is 500 mu. Do you know how much land was in my last project? 3000 mu."

"For 3000 mu, the first year only cost more than 100 million yuan."

Of course, we 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 have come here at all.But people have been asking for it, insisting that they have to come, it's not a loss——

Thinking about it now, the other party must have eaten from this shop too!
Not bad indeed!

Professor Song retorted: 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.

One hammer and one stick like this, not to mention 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 family.

Professor Song thought about it in his heart: "If you want to open up wasteland, the most expensive things in the early stage are water, electricity, and roads."

"For electricity, the price is fixed. Your 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 plenty of 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 pond clean-up, river beach clean-up, water source development on the mountain and the cost of subsequent pipelines.

But there is one thing to say, farming in the countryside is not like building gardens in the city.There is no need to consider burying the water pipes underground. A cheap hose can cost 1000 yuan to complete a large 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 a little further away and ponds underneath, and there are multiple electric pumps.

The biggest problem is building roads.

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

But if different things are to be planted on this back mountain, then the road needs to be repaired with a few more tricycles.

As for other partitions, even if it is only a simple step, it will take a lot of effort.

As he spoke, he gestured. Although the route had not been given yet because the water source was uncertain, it was already quite detailed.

"As for the plan for the next planting and matching, we have to wait for everything else to be decided, and then we will finally decide on this."

That's why he came here.

……

Song Tan probably understood.

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

"Okay." She replied straight away: "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 later, and running back and forth is too much trouble for you."

what? !

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

On the contrary, 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?"

And Yanran, she has already picked up her mobile phone: "I'll ask someone to send my belongings over here - does the courier here go to the town to pick it up?"

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

Even though 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."

And, it won't be long.

She signaled everyone to listen to the roar of the machine in the distance: "My family is cutting tea leaves on the mountain. 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."

……

So, Zhou Maozhu had only been idle for two days, and was about to tidy up all the tea-frying things when he saw Song Sancheng coming over with a basketful 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, why fry it?"

"My tea target turns around in the pot, so as not to 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. It happened that Ulan had stopped picking tea and was cleaning up with Aunt Lianhua at home. Seeing this, he couldn't help but roll his eyes:
"I told you not to mess around... and hire someone to fry the tea? The sun is so bright, why don't you put it outside in the yard to dry?"

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

The Seventh Cousin was peeling the garlic, and he didn't raise his head when he heard the words: "There's no need to fry it. The tea eggs I ate before, and the old leaves used are not yet dry, and I haven't seen you eat less in one meal."

"Just dry it, it will be delicious."

"If you're still worried, you can set the barn on fire and put the leaves in it to roast."

"That's it!"

Song Sancheng left right away—the weather was 38 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 came back again: "Then I'll go to my father's place first, he said that when weaving straw mats, a lot of rush grass turned yellow, and the stems were too strong to be used...I'll carry them here and put them in the pigsty. "

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