Chapter 203: Two or Three Things About the Orchard

As soon as the hunting sacrifice passed, Uncle Hua and the two found horses to struggle.

The early stage of buying saplings and orchards was inseparable from him, and Ma Zhan, who knew the situation, took the two of them to the county seat early in the morning.

It is a shame to say that as a rural person, especially a rural person who is the village head, Ma Zhan did not know that grafting orange saplings in autumn was the easiest season to survive.

When they arrived at the county seat, Ma Zhan put the two in the farmers' wholesale market. He went to the bookstore to find CDs and books on tangerines, kumquats, strawberries, grapes, and sugar cane.

Ever since he himself learned a lot of things in those similar books, he has a firm idea that this kind of book is not a fake to cheat money, but a real entrepreneurial book that can help them.

Rural people have a lot of experience with these fruit trees, but they can't scientifically control fertilizers, harvests and other experience, to put it bluntly, it all depends on the feeling, Ma Zhan doesn't like this uncertain factor, he wants a more scientific management method, so that fruit farmers can learn more solid skills.

A 20% increase in the yield of a fruit tree in a year means that more money can be made in the same amount of time.

After an hour of selection, he walked out of the bookstore with a stack of books with CDs.

Back at the farmer's wholesale market, he found the two of them and asked, "How is it, is the negotiation completed?"

"I've found a few, waiting for you to come and see the seedlings together." ”

"Okay, let's go check it out, buy you some books, and then go to the conference room on the first floor to read it, where there are DVDs and projectors. ”

Ma Zhan beckoned the two to get into the car and followed behind the boss's ass.

Along the way, the horse struggled only to listen and not talk, and everything was negotiated by the two veterans to determine the merits of the fruit seedlings, and he only had to pay.

After visiting three houses, the number of two types of saplings and the price were finally determined.

4,000 tangerins for 4 yuan each, and 1,000 kumquat for 11 yuan each. It was already noon after the deposit was paid, and the three of them had something to eat casually in a small shop.

"Struggle, these 5,000 pits have to call for help, otherwise we won't be able to solve it by the end of the year just by a few of us. Uncle Hua was a little excited, this Qingmang Avenue was the first step.

"Well, when I go back, I will organize some people, and the rest will be left for a day or two, and let the villagers help dig the pit first. The hungry horse struggled to eat, and he didn't feel much of it, and it was not the first time that he had spent money like this.

"Well, that's it, you have to let them help you plant it, but this is a veteran. I'll go to them when the time comes. ”

"Okay, you can do this, I got the card for 400,000 yuan, and there are still 100,000 yuan in cash in the car, which will be handed over to you when the time comes, and their wages can't be the same as those things, and they have to settle in cash. ”

"Uncle, you have to worry about this matter, I don't understand anything, I can only help a little. ”

Ma Zhan put down his chopsticks and whispered, he was relieved of the two of them, and was ready to entrust the matter to them.

"Well, we can't take our shares for nothing, five thousand saplings, how many oranges will be produced when these fruit trees are ripe. Lao Liao shook his head, his eyes were full of yellow, he has more than 20 orange trees at home, there are not many oranges every year, but there are also a few baskets, and his family must have enough to eat.

"Five thousand, how many baskets do you need? He asked.

The well-fed Ma Zhan didn't answer, just listened to the two of them talk about things that were actually still far away and didn't need to be thought about at this stage.

Before one o'clock, the three of them began to rush back.

After two days of digging pits and more than a dozen veterans busy grafting fruit seedlings and tirelessly wrapping plastic film, the hillside behind the bare trees that had been cut down looked at from a distance and was already covered with a green coat.

For a whole week, all 5,000 saplings were planted, and Ma Fenfen also paid about 10,000 yuan for pure labor expenses.

Of the 400,000 dollars, nearly 40,000 were spent on the orchard and the initial labor force. Tools and pesticides cost another 10,000 yuan, and when he calculated the account, he was confused again.

At this time, the pressure in Ma Zhan's heart suddenly appeared, as if he couldn't see what this thing would become in the next few years, and suddenly he had no confidence in his heart.

After thinking about it all night, Ma Zhan decided to expand the scale, and in addition to doubling the number of fruit seedlings, he made a split of the rest of the money.

He is going to introduce a batch of laying ducks, three-quarters of them will be kept for the follow-up, and the rest will be used to buy chickens, as many as he can. The two hills are fenced off with fine nets, allowing these ducks to live with the saplings.

However, this plan will not be implemented until a year later, at least until the fruit tree saplings are completely alive and can withstand the tossing of these chickens.

After determining where the surplus money went, his heart was a little more at ease, and it was unacceptable for him to put the money there without using it.

In the orchard, he found a little bit of a leading sheep. He put forward ideas and organizations, and the villagers did it, this kind of lightweight is what he has always wanted, but the villagers have no experience in the tourism transformation of Honghai Village, so he can only do it himself.

After determining the general direction, Ma Zhan pulled all the villagers who were paving the road in the mangrove forest to another hill in the back mountain to cut down trees the next day. The trees will still be used to pave the mangrove roads, and he estimates that if the mangroves are to be paved completely, at least a small hill will have to be cut down.

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Time flew quickly, and it wasn't until mid-November that the orchard was completely dealt with.

In this month, Ma Zhan earned 110,000 yuan from another school student, and the money that only stayed in his hands for half an hour was transferred to the company's account, and he still owed nearly 50,000 yuan and could only wait until the beginning of spring next year to make up for it.

One weekend, in the office, Ma Fenfen and Lin Xuecheng were doing statistics.

The remaining funds of Honghai Village Tourism Co., Ltd. are more than 4 million, and the balance of the orchard project is 270,000.

Receipts are pasted on the paper by the two of them, and filing them by year is the bottom line shared by the two, and all the money must be able to see the light.

Looking at the two thick blue-shell subfolders, Ma Zhan said with emotion: "Teacher Lin, you can have the patience to deal with these, I would have gone crazy a long time ago." ”

"Getting used to it is like correcting a student's homework. It's hard or you're harder, there's still four million left, how to spend it?"

Ma Zhan shook his head and said with a wry smile: "The efficiency is too slow, so I can only wait." ”

Lighting a cigarette, he snapped his fingers and added: "The mangrove trail is estimated to be completed in March next year, and the embankment on the west side is even slower, and they will have to work for three years without adding people, and if the money is for the villagers to do it, they will have to do it together in August and September." ”

"So what should I do, it's a waste of money to put it away. ”

"I'm going to outsource some things, and I'm going to let professional companies do all the tourism projects that are difficult to achieve. ”

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