If it was before, Song Shan would definitely be knocked on the head directly by the two old men, because he was young and could speak irresponsibly, so he wouldn't believe him.

But now......

The old Xiucai of the Feng family believed it, and the old patriarch of the Song family also believed it.

Because the Song family produced a multimillionaire.

"Mountain baby, since you have a heart, then let it go!"

The old Xiucai of the Feng family was the first to say: "We old guys, support you!"

"Shanzi, you can think clearly, the money belongs to your family, your family has not been able to get to where you are today, if your family is willing to spend money, I will not stop the old man, but Shanzi, you have to measure your strength!" The old patriarch of Song was a little pessimistic: "Fengsheng Village for hundreds of years, it's not that no one wants to change in the past, but no one has ever succeeded, didn't Jianlong also want to change with ambitions, but in the end, ...... Hey!"

The Jianlong he said was Feng Jianlong.

Feng Jianlong is the No. 1 person in Fengsheng Village in the seventies and eighties, he went to be a soldier when he was young, fought in the Vietnam War, and was a dare to be a figure, he retired in 82 and came back.

It was he who took the lead and let Fengsheng Village divide the fields into households, at that time, the old Xiu of the Feng family was the secretary of the brigade, he was the deputy secretary and the director of the brigade, strictly speaking, he was the village head.

He not only let Fengsheng Village divide the fields into households, but also led Fengsheng Village to start planting medicinal herbs.

Want to get out of the predicament of Fengsheng Village.

Pity......

He failed.

Moreover, at that time, the struggle in the northwest was still very fierce, not as good as the opening up of the coastal cities, and many policies were not implemented.

After the release of the planted things can not be transported, rotten in the ground, for several years Fengsheng Village even has a problem with the harvest, every household has complaints, he also blamed himself, in the depression of illness and death!

The old Xiucai of the Feng family also retired because of this, and let Feng Jianjin take over the position of the village branch secretary, and now the village director is vacant, Feng Jianjin is the secretary externally, and the village chief is internal.

"Patriarch, what they can't do doesn't mean I can't do it, it's different now!"

Song Shan said with a smile: "Now that the policy is good and the technology is developed, we only have the heart to do it, I believe that this Fengsheng Village will change, and even if I can't do it, I can't do nothing, Fengsheng Village, I can't go on like this!"

"Well said!"

The old Xiucai of the Feng family laughed and said: "Our village must have the spirit of a mountain baby!"

"Since you have decided, the old man will naturally support you!"

Old Man Song was just worried that the Song family's money would be wasted, but he was also very satisfied with Song Shan's ambition to benefit the village, and he said with a smile: "As long as you are for our prosperity, we two old guys will definitely help you!"

"Thank you, Grandpa Feng, old patriarch!"

Song Shan breathed a sigh of relief: "I won't live up to the trust of the second elder!"

"Hey, hey!!"

Half an hour later, the loudspeaker of the village committee sounded, and the voice of Feng Jianjin, the village party secretary: "Now I will report a news, tomorrow afternoon, all the villagers will gather on the threshing floor next to the village office, and again, tomorrow afternoon, all the villagers will gather on the threshing floor next to the village office!"

After finishing speaking, Feng Jianjin turned off the horn.

Fengsheng Village is surrounded by mountains, saying that it is not big, saying that it is not small, the sound of the horn may not be able to spread to every household in the village, but the manpower is infinite, you pass me, I pass you, and wait until tomorrow afternoon, absolutely every household knows.

"What's the big deal?"

"I haven't had a conference this year!"

"It should be almost the New Year!"

The villagers muttered in their hearts, but they didn't take it very seriously.

Over the years, Fengsheng Village has been very depressing, there are few major events, and there will be no villagers gathering again throughout the year, which will naturally make the villagers have some guesses.

......

Song Shan returned home.

The weather outside is a little cold, I don't feel it when I move, but after sitting down for a long time, I naturally feel cold, he thinks about whether it is good to buy an air conditioner for the house, there is no heating in this village, but there is a hot kang.

He sat on the kang, lying on the kang table to write something, and wrote a plan, the establishment plan of Fengsheng Agricultural Co., Ltd.

Economics is not his specialty.

But as long as you have gone to college, you will have more or less knowledge in this area, he is not only a person who has gone to college, but also a person who has worked very hard to go to college, and in the four years of college, he has spent most of his limited time in the library.

He didn't read much of this type of books in the library of the National People's Congress back then, maybe because he was not a major in this area, so his attainments in economics were not as professional as those of the major, but coupled with his super-modern vision, in this era, the professional is not as good as him.

Fengsheng Village's future planning, although he has a lot of ideas, but they are not very standardized, and now there must be a standardized plan to get the follow-up plan out, otherwise the idea Rong will always be the idea.

The first problem he had to solve was the economic model needed once the company was established.

Collective.

Or self-employed.

This is important.

His goal is to hope that the villagers of abundance will have a good life, which is his vow in the last life, and this life must be fulfilled.

The collective economy is the best.

The collective is everyone's.

But there may be less dominance in this.

Even if he is willing to re-enter the office and become the village secretary of Fengsheng Village, once he grows stronger in the future, he will be peeped at from above, and the personnel power will never be grasped, which is also a big problem.

Self-employed, good is good, but it lacks a little taste, and this company is not a tool to make money for him.

All that's left is a merger.

He personally contributed, and Fengsheng Village Committee shares, and then let the villagers subscribe for shares, this may be the best way, the most important thing is that he can hold the shares, the development of Fengsheng agriculture, will be pinched in his hands.

Whew!!!

He quickly got a plan out.

In the evening, the survey team came back, and Song Shan brought Professor Wei and several of his students to discuss that college students are college students after all, even if they are not economics majors, they also have a certain unique vision.

They gave a lot of advice and corrected some mistakes for Song Shan.

......

The next day, in the afternoon.

Next to the village committee building, on the threshing floor.

There were a few tables on it, covered with red cloth, and then put the loudspeakers and loudspeakers on it, and there were a few seats, while below, a group of adults and children crowded and bumped, so lively, most of them were sitting with small benches.

There are 97 households in Fengsheng, basically every household has a representative here, but there are not a few households who are not at home, and the village party secretary Feng Jianjin counted, and there are only five families who have not arrived.

"Quiet, quiet!"

Feng Jianjin yelled a few times into the loudspeaker on the stage, and only then did the threshing floor fall silent.

"I came to you today to discuss something with you!"

Feng Jianjin beckoned to Song Shan: "Mountain baby, come on!"

At this time, Song Shan walked up.

"Jifang, what are you doing with your mountain baby?"

Someone wondered.

"I don't know either!" Of course, the head of Song Jifang's family came to the meeting.

"Hello everyone!"

Song Shan's somewhat white face showed a smile that was close to the people, and said into the loudspeaker: "Actually, what I'm doing is my uncle and uncle who watched me grow up, and they all know me, but I still have to introduce myself!"

"My name is Song Shan, the baby of Song Jifang's family, I went to high school, and there is no college student in our village, so I can be regarded as a top student!"

"Hahaha, a high-achieving student is indeed a high-achieving student, but this high-achieving student seems to have jumped into the river a few months ago!"

A thorn jumped out and shouted.

"Erhu, what nonsense are you talking about, my son fell into the water, not jumped into the river!" Song Jifang can pit his son when he is at home, but he is a crazy demon to protect cubs, but he can't allow people to talk about his son, so he immediately jumped out to refute.

"Hahaha!!"

The villagers laughed.

This smile is not too malicious, just a conversation after dinner.

"Uncle Erhu is not wrong!"

Song Shan didn't care, he said with a smile: "I did jump into the river, why did I jump into the river, poor, poor can't open the pot, I don't have any books to read, I don't have anything to do, I can't think of it, so I jump into the river!"

The villagers didn't laugh at this, the Song family a few months ago, what was the situation, the villagers knew best, Song Shan was forced to jump into the river in order to study, it was not a secret, it was all made by the poor people of Fengsheng Village, this joke is ridiculous.

"But the fire god in this Yanshui River takes care of me, I can't die by jumping into the river, and if I don't die, there will be a blessing!" Song Shan continued: "After that, I followed my brother to run alive, one was not careful, my family also sent it, who is my brother now, everyone knows, life in the family is good, then we must always think about the folks!"

"So, I followed my brother's will and returned to my hometown to run a business!"

Song Shan thought about it for a long time, he was young, he had no prestige, and he relied on the name of his brother now, which could scare people the most: "What is in our village, everyone knows it, other villages can get some side jobs and open a factory, but in our village, there is only land left, so I plan to pay money and cooperate with the village committee to establish an agricultural company, which is called Fengsheng Agricultural Co., Ltd."

"Agriculture, what?"

"What else, farming!"

"Farming?"

"Can you make money?"

The villagers below are whispering, if they say anything else, they can still be a little in the mood, but farming, most of them are people who have been farming all their lives, facing the loess with their backs to the sky, and they don't think that farming can make money.

"My original plan was that I would pay for the land, and the land contracting rights in your hands would be the standard for Fengsheng Agriculture's shares!"

Song Shan said.

What do the villagers have.

They don't have much money in every household, and the contracted land right is their only thing, and this contracted land right in exchange for the shares of Fengsheng Agriculture is the purpose of Song Shan, to completely develop the surrounding hundreds of thousands of acres of land, mechanical planting, and scientific and technological management, he believes that there is a head.

"What?"

"Divide our land!"

"Why!"

The villagers were not reconciled.

The people in the village, who are illiterate, account for a large majority, 80 percent, can only see the present, can not see the future, they regard the land as the root of their life, say a thousand, say 10,000, want to take their land, they are unwilling.