1983Fishing and Farming between Mountains and Seas

Chapter 226: A Way to Make Money
After coming out, I thought that the rice and oil bought for the New Year at home were almost gone, so I went to the agricultural and sideline products market.

I went to the farmers' market and bought 50 kilograms of rice. If I had food coupons, it was 33 cents per kilogram. If I didn't have food coupons, it would be 50 cents per kilogram. Food coupons were never enough, so I could only buy it at the price without the ticket. 50 kilograms cost 25 yuan. I also bought some oil.

Near the agricultural and sideline products market, Liang Ziqiang saw someone squatting there selling hens, so he bought another hen, spending three yuan and eighty-five cents, and also bought some eggs and some vegetables.

After buying these daily necessities, the five hundred and twelve yuan became about four hundred and seventy yuan.

Anyway, we sailed here. After carrying our belongings to Sham Lo Wan, we put them on the boat and sailed back home.

When he got home, he put the oil, rice and other things at home, then took off his waist bag and handed it to his wife.

I heard that those bird's nests were sold for more than 500 yuan. Chen Xiangbei and her mother had the same idea:
"Our new house is really prosperous. This is the first income of the new year!"

Anyway, good words are free. Seeing his wife happy, Liang Ziqiang also said:

"Of course, this year will be prosperous from the beginning to the end, and it will be more prosperous every year. You have to practice your hand speed in counting money in the future!"

Chen Xiangbei didn't really listen to him. She turned around and started counting the money...

I brought back these four hundred and seventy yuan today, plus the dozens left at the bottom of the box, I have more than five hundred yuan now.

Looking at the bottom of the box, they both had the feeling of having their “money back” after a huge expenditure.

Two days later, Liang's father and mother moved to Juzipo with Litchi from their old rented house.

Liang Zifeng has now simply rented a house near the county high school, where he studies hard and lives and eats there.

Chen Xiangbei's belly is now visibly bulging. She wears a loose maternity dress inside and still the outer coat outside. Anyway, the clothes were made to be loose.

Liang's mother had more experience in this area, and after moving in, she took care of Chen Xiangbei in many matters.

Liang Lizhi was overjoyed. She liked to stick with her second sister-in-law and had been going to Juzipo every other day. Now that she had moved here, the first thing she did was to touch her belly.

As a result, Liang's mother pulled him away: "Don't be so rude here!"

"I'm very gentle, I promise!" Liang Lizhi raised her hand and swore.

The guarantee was invalid and he was still dragged aside by Liang's mother.

Two days later, it was time for the village to implement the salt field contract.

Liang Ziqiang had naturally contracted the salt pan with a particularly high concentration of Artemia that he had spotted at the east end of the village last time. But he had contracted only a small amount, and normally only contracted about one mu of salt pan.

Zhong Yongrui glanced at him and said, "Since you plan to dry salt, this one acre is not enough? How about taking over the acres next to it?"

"Uncle Rui, what you said seems to make sense. So," Liang Ziqiang continued, "I'll do something aggressive and take over the large piece of wasteland at the end of the bay. I don't know if I can use it, but I'll give it a try. I think it's enough for you to charge me a little bit for the contract fee, right?"

Zhong Yongrui thought he had heard it wrongly:
"Wanwei Wasteland? What's the point of you wanting that? No one would want it even if it was given away for free!"

"I don't want to give it away for free. I can at least pay some contract fee to the villagers. Even if it's a small amount, it will be an income for the village!"

"Really? Then don't say that Uncle Rui lied to you! Let me explain to you first, that place is not like these normal salt fields. It has not been used for a long time, and the ground is not flat. If you want to use it, you have to spend time and effort to dig it and level it again!

That's not all. It's also very inconvenient to bring seawater in every day. Even if the salt is dried, it's still a long way to carry it back. Otherwise, why do you think the village abandoned that piece of land so long ago? Listen to my advice, that land is not worth it, don't waste your money!"

"Uncle, everything you said is right!" Liang Ziqiang agreed strongly, "So how much cheaper can it be?"

"..." Zhong Yongrui felt that this guy was stubborn, and he tried to persuade him because the relationship between the two families was good and Liang Ziqiang got along well with Zhong Kang and Zhong Ming. Since he couldn't even pull the cow back, he didn't try to persuade him anymore:
"The contract fee for the dozens of acres of wasteland over there is equivalent to one acre of normal salt field here. After you take over the contract, just don't scold me later!"

Liang Ziqiang was delighted: "How many years can it last?"

"Normal salt fields can be contracted for five or ten years, but that place should follow the longest term stipulated, and fifteen years is no problem!"

In the 1980s, the maximum term for villagers to contract farmland was 15 years. Later, in the late 1990s, the maximum term was changed to 30 years.

Right now, Zhong Yongrui's disdain for the wasteland was written all over his face, and the fifteen years he gave was already the longest period at that time.

"Then I'll take over the contract for fifteen years!"

Liang Ziqiang's straightforwardness made Zhong Yongrui look at him twice more. His eyes were already wondering if he had been infected by his sister Lizhi recently...

"By the way, Uncle Rui, the contract price must be written in the contract. It will remain this price for fifteen years and cannot be changed!" Liang Ziqiang quickly added!
"Of course it's written in black and white. We can't take it lightly! Even if you want to lower the contract fee, it's no use coming to me!" Zhong Yongrui said with a little sympathy.

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Uncle Rui, don't come knocking on my door, just come to me to discuss raising the contract fee! Of course, since it's written in black and white, there's no way you can raise it.

"By the way, since I have taken over this wasteland, no matter if there is grass or anything else growing in the field, it all belongs to me. If anyone touches the things in the field, the villagers will not turn a blind eye!"

"Don't worry, there's no grass growing in the salt fields! If anyone is blind enough to mess with the things in your waste field, I'll dig out his eyes and use them as light bulbs!" Zhong Yongrui promised.

Liang's father and Liang Tiancheng originally wanted to spend a little money to rent the wasteland, but since it was so cheap, Liang Ziqiang bought the entire area of ​​dozens of acres in one go, so that his father and Liang Tiancheng didn't have to spend any money separately.

Anyway, they need Artemia to raise shrimps, so just give them to them for free.

They negotiated for one acre of normal salt field and dozens of acres of wasteland at the end of the bay, and then mentioned to Zhong Yongrui the ponds that were closer to the sea.

"You want to raise shrimp?" Zhong Yongrui was a little surprised. "Aquaculture is a good thing, and it is encouraged now. But if you really have the energy, you might as well raise oysters! To raise oysters, you just drive hundreds of piles in the shallow sea, and you don't even need a pond. Isn't it easier than raising shrimp?"

Zhong Yongrui was talking about the oyster farm. The village collective has reserved an oyster farm at the other end of the village.

Oyster piles are indeed easier to make, but how can you make money from selling oysters compared to prawns? If Zhong Yongrui could have predicted the astonishing price of Oriental prawns next year, he would definitely not have said that.

In fact, in Liang Ziqiang's impression, shrimp farming can also be done in a method called "jiwei", which is to dig ponds on the beach, build high walls, and set up sluices, and usually use the rising tide to directly complete the water change.

But he thought that a series of projects would be time-consuming and laborious, and the benefits would be lost after they were completed.

Another option is "cage shrimp farming", which involves directly using boxes to raise shrimp in the sea. This requires the cage material to be highly resistant to wind and waves, and it is not something that can be considered immediately at this stage.

The most realistic approach at the moment is to use the existing ponds in the village to raise shrimps.

Soon, the three of them reached an agreement with Zhong Yongrui on the ponds. The ponds were large and small, Liang Ziqiang contracted about seven acres, Liang's father and Liang Tiancheng each contracted two acres as a trial.

One acre of salt field, dozens of acres of wasteland, and seven acres of ponds were all signed contracts with the village on the same day.

Necessary investment is inevitable.

But with Liang Ziqiang's current operation, the contract fee for the wasteland is shockingly low, and the top-quality feed, Artemia, is almost free.

I guess there is no other farmer who can keep the input cost as low as he does, almost like picking up money...

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