Chapter 19: The Farmhouse Estate Plan

"What stupid thing is this kid?" Hearing this, Zhang Huilan's first feeling was that he didn't believe it.

She and her husband have worked hard for a year, and it is already a good year to be able to save 3,000 yuan. Most of the time, you can't even save a thousand dollars.

However, Wu Binghua's perception of his eldest son has changed subtly after the last time he changed his volunteer.

At least this time, when he heard him say such a ridiculous goal, he didn't slap the table in anger and stare at it, but thought about it left and right for a while before deciding to reason with the facts.

This change in posture shows that Wu Tao's hard work last time was not in vain.

"Xiao Tao, do you know this season's sericulture, your mother and I have been busy for more than a month, how much money has been sold?"

In Wu Binghua's view, his son's goal of 30,000 yuan must have no concept of making money, thinking that the money was picked up on the road, and the wind blew it, and it was easy to get on the road.

Wu Binghua thought that this question would definitely make his son speechless. And then throw out that desperate answer to make him dumbfounded and shut up, and eat well.

Unexpectedly, Wu Tao replied without hesitation.

"This time, our family raised three silkworms, and according to the current market of silkworm cocoons, I estimate that they can be sold for between 1,800 and 2,000. ”

When Wu Binghua heard this, he and Zhang Huilan looked at each other, and they were very surprised.

However, Wu Tao was not finished yet.

"After removing the money for mulberry land, fertilizer, and pesticides, as well as the cost of silkworm seeds, potions, and lime powder for raising silkworms, it is estimated that there will be 1,3400 left. This is what you have earned day and night for a month, and it is less than 700 yuan per person. ”

Having said this, Wu Binghua and Zhang Huilan were already stunned. It seems that even if Wu Tao's calculation is not successful, it will not be far away.

"Therefore, the livelihood of planting mulberry and silkworms, don't do it!"

Such a conclusion made Wu Binghua speechless.

However, Zhang Huilan couldn't help but retort: "I can earn 700 yuan a month, isn't it enough? This is much better than planting land and grapes! If it weren't for the fact that I could only raise silkworms for four seasons a year, I would have been able to work so hard every month." ”

In these years, the peasants planted the land and harvested grain, which was an ironclad and loss-making business. For two seasons of grain a year, except for the public grain that must be handed over, the rest will be left for rations, and the excess will be sold, and even the pesticide money will not be returned.

Not to mention that there are a bunch of miscellaneous taxes and fees such as overall planning fees, water conservancy fees, and family planning fees......

It can be said that if there is no sericulture in the four seasons to make some money, the village may be able to lead the collection team to tear down the roofs of the house.

But Wu Tao said that silkworm raising did not go ahead, and there was also his reason.

First, he knew that the market for mulberry and silkworm cultivation would not be better for a few years. In the previous life, around 2000, Binhu District began to retreat from mulberry to farmland. It is said that the demand for silk in the international market has plummeted.

Second, the work of planting mulberry and raising silkworms is extremely labor-intensive in a short period of time, especially after the silkworm is 4 years old, it can be said that there is no day and night. In her previous life, Zhang Huilan fell into the old problem of lumbar spine because of years of high-intensity labor.

However, none of these reasons can be said directly.

So Wu Tao was silent.

In Aunt Hua's opinion, she used to be very envious of other people's sericulture to have such a high income, which is a lot more than the job she did in the city. It's just that she is a woman's family and can't bear such a high labor intensity.

Now I don't understand what Wu Tao said.

In the end, he is still a half-sized child, and his ideas are not very mature.

The next moment, Wu Tao finally got to the point.

"Mom, the small goal I just mentioned is to earn 30,000 yuan in three months, and it will definitely not be possible to grow mulberry and raise silkworms. ”

"No matter what you do, you won't be able to achieve this goal. Zhang Huilan couldn't help muttering.

In fact, not only did she not think of it, but even others couldn't think of it. Of course, Xiao Jiang and Hei Dan didn't think about it at all, and patronized it.

Aunt Hua's eyes lit up, and she began to keep up with Wu Tao's train of thought.

"Is this small goal related to your big plan?"

"That's right!" Wu Tao nodded and continued: "My big plan is based on my family's existing livelihood. ”

"First of all, mulberry cultivation and silkworm breeding have been ruled out. Secondly, it is also not suitable to plant land and harvest grain. ”

The crowd nodded.

"Then all that's left is to plant grapes. Just now my mother said that the income from growing grapes is not as good as raising silkworms, and I think it is because we are not doing it properly. ”

Wu Binghua was immediately puzzled, isn't planting grapes just to take good care of them on weekdays and sell them when they are ripe? What else do you need to operate?

"Think about it, it's not difficult for our family's more than 10 acres of Jufeng grapes to produce 30,000 catties a year, right? If it sells for 1 yuan per catty, it is 30,000 yuan; if it sells for 2 yuan per catty, how much is that?" Wu Tao persuaded him step by step.

"You are the king of heaven, Lao Tzu, and you can't sell it for 2 yuan per catty!" Wu Binghua was so anxious that he was angry, if there was land that could be sold for 2 yuan a catty, wouldn't he have gone earlier?

Wu Tao was calm and relaxed, unhurried.

Aunt Hua saw it in her eyes and secretly admired it, it seems that this learning example for the black egg is right!

"Dad, why can't we sell them for 2 yuan per catty? It's because grapes from the north have lowered the price in the local market, right? In that case, why do we have to go to the dealer market to compete with them? Why don't we consider other sales channels or channels?"

Wu Binghua couldn't help but be stunned, it seems that he said last time that he would hand over tens of thousands of catties of grapes to his son to sell, and he really used his brains.

Wu Tao continued to talk eloquently: "Take it directly to the market to sell, you can think of it, and others can think of it." Now that everyone has thought about it, this market has no value!

"So if you want to make money, you have to use your brains more and think about what others can't think, dare not think of, or can't think of, so that the result is valuable!"

The old man slapped the table, "That's the reason, Xiao Tao spoke very well and thoroughly!"

"Then what do you think of?" Wu Binghua was already impatient. The more than ten acres of vineyards have been his painstaking efforts for many years, and now he can finally generate value and make a fortune. He was looking forward to it more than anyone else!

"My solution is to build a farmhouse with a vineyard theme, a one-stop farmhouse that integrates dining, tourism, picking and sales. Attract those customers who like vineyards and customers who like to eat, drink and have fun in one stop and let them consume these grapes. ”

"As for the price, because there are factors of tourism and personal experience, and it is a high-quality grape, it is naturally higher than simply selling it in the market. ”

Wu Tao said that his mouth was dry, and he kicked Xiao Jiang and said, "Don't patronize and eat, go and pour me a glass of water." ”

Wu Jiang saw that the adults were all thinking seriously, and silently sighed.