After some twists and turns, Li Ming finally got the seedlings of rouge rice.

After sending Chen Tingting home, Li Ming drove back to his villa in Huagui Home.

Pulling out a cochineal rice plant from the bag, Li Ming couldn't wait to drip the spiritual liquid on it.

Li Ming still has no complete understanding of the ability of the spiritual liquid, after all, Li Ming has only cultivated two plants with the spiritual liquid.

One is a unit of cactus, which accidentally drops a drop, causing the cactus to grow rapidly for a year.

The second is ginseng, which is also like a cactus, a drop on it, and it grows for a year.

It stands to reason that with these two experiences, Li Ming can be completely assured, but this rice is still different from ginseng and cactus.

Because cactus and ginseng are plants that grow for many years, while rice has a lifespan of one year.

Li Ming was very curious about what kind of effect his spiritual liquid would have after dripping onto the rice.

Just as Li Ming was thinking, the rice in his hand had undergone a magical change.

The rice seedlings, which were originally less than a foot tall, suddenly began to grow wildly after completely absorbing the spiritual fluid.

The sound of bamboo jointing can be heard in my ears, and the rice seedlings have grown to a height of more than one meter at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, the rice seedlings quickly completed the process of flowering and fruiting, and when the rice finally stayed at a height of two meters, the top ears naturally fell.

Looking at the seeds on the ears of rice, Li Ming sighed, no wonder the price of this thing is so high.

Having historical and cultural value is one aspect.

On the other hand, the yield of this thing is really too low, and there are only dozens of seeds on one ear.

Thinking that one acre of land can only produce 20 kilograms of rice, but planting requires 15 catties of seeds, the yield is so low, and half of it is used to make seeds, how can it not be expensive.

However, this is cheaper, with the help of spiritual liquid in his hands, Li Ming can make as many rouge rice as he wants.

Fortunately, Li Ming used to work hard to pour spiritual liquid for ginseng once a day because he disliked it, so he changed it to a centralized pouring once a month, which allowed Li Ming to save a lot.

Looking at the bottle full of spiritual liquid in his hand, Li Ming sneered and thought, Wei Bin, you kid is waiting for me.

It is said that the accounts are settled after the autumn, and Lao Tzu really wants to see the autumn harvest in five months, when you think that your plan has succeeded, so that I can't get a single seed, but you find that I have planted hundreds of acres of rouge rice like at that time.

It's just that in this way, the thousand-year-old ginseng can't be cultivated.

However, these little things don't matter, anyway, how this money can be earned by yourself is just a matter of time.

Compared with money, Li Ming cares more about face.

……

Early the next morning.

Li Ming drove directly to the Laijia Village Committee in Hard Mo Town.

Li Ming had already chosen the place to buy farmland, which was near the mine of Li Ming's unit.

As the starting point of the Nanjiang Plain, Laijia Village has a unique geographical environment, backed by Jinlong Mountain and east by the Canglang River.

In front of you is the vast plain as far as the eye can see, and the wind and rain are smooth every year, which is the best place to farm.

Unfortunately, because farming really doesn't make money, the young people in the village reach the age of eighteen, and those who don't go to school go out to work, resulting in a large area of barren farmland.

In these years, even if you are a laborer, your annual income can reach more than 100,000 yuan, and if you are in a first-tier city, you can earn more.

And farming, when the year is good, the net profit of one acre of land is only a few hundred yuan, and rice is different from corn, which takes a lot of time to manage.

Comparing the two, the peasants naturally gave up this meager profit.

According to state regulations, individual land shall not be planted for three years and shall be nationalized.

After working in the mine for five years, Li Ming saw with his own eyes that the old people in the village were weak due to old age, resulting in hundreds of acres of farmland being left uncultivated.

Knowing that the land here must have returned to the hands of the village committee, Li Ming decided to buy it directly from the village committee.

Pushing open the door of the village committee, I saw a clerk sitting at a desk working.

Seeing a stranger walk in, the clerk asked, "Is there something wrong?" ”

Li Ming said with a smile: "I want to contract some land." ”

When the clerk who didn't take it seriously heard Li Ming's words, he immediately said excitedly: "You want to buy land?" ”

Li Ming nodded and said, "Yes." ”

"How much to buy?"

"About five hundred acres."

Hearing Li Ming's words, the clerk slapped the table excitedly and said, "Sir, wait a minute, I'll go to our village chief." ”

As he spoke, the clerk ran out.

A short time later, a man in his thirties, dressed in an embroidered dragon white silk coat and wearing a large gold chain around his neck, walked in.

Li Ming felt very uncomfortable in his heart when he saw the other party's appearance, even if he was dressed like a mixed society, there was an obvious scar on his face, which was cut by a sharp blade at first glance.

While thinking about it, the scar man walked up to Li Ming with a smile on his face, stretched out his hand and said, "Hello, I am Lai Yong, the village chief and secretary of the village party committee of Laijia Village. ”

Stretching out his hand not to hit the smiling person, Li Ming hurriedly shook hands with the other party and said, "Hello, my name is Li Ming." ”

"Oh, Boss Li, I heard Xiao Liu say that you want to contract 500 acres of land with us." Lai Yong asked excitedly.

According to the regulations, after the land is nationalized, it must be redistributed, but Laijia Village was nationalized because no one planted it, and no peasants took it after it was divided.

Forced apportionment, the peasants do not plant, and they have to take it back after three years.

The most wasteland in the county is Laijia Village, because of this reason, every time he goes to the town for a meeting, he is criticized by the leaders, Lai Yong is worried, and now he hears that Li Ming wants to contract 500 acres at one time, which is equivalent to solving a big problem for him.

Li Ming was still hesitating whether to change places, but seeing Lai Yong so enthusiastic, the perception of his soul made Li Ming find that Lai Yong did not have any hostility towards him.

This made Li Ming feel relieved, and said with a smile: "Yes, I am going to contract 500 acres of land, I don't know how much the price is." ”

When it came to the price, Lai Yong's little eyes suddenly burst into light, and he turned back to the clerk and said, "Xiao Liu, you go to the town government to help me deliver some materials." ”

Then he said to Li Ming with a smile on his face: "Boss Li, let's go to my office to talk." ”

As he spoke, he led Li Ming into his office.

After closing the door, Lai Yong eagerly poured a glass of water for Li Ming and said, "According to the regulations, the contract price of our land is 800 yuan per mu a year, I don't know how many years Boss Li wants to rent." ”

Hearing this price, Li Ming was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "The price is so expensive, I still won't buy it, I heard that the land in the neighboring village is also good, I'll go there and have a look." ”

Li Ming is not a fool, if he buys land from local farmers, the price is 800 yuan a year, but Li Ming bought wasteland in the hands of the village committee, how can it still be at this price.

Seeing that Li Ming was leaving, Lai Yong hurriedly grabbed Li Ming, and said with a smile: "Don't go, Boss Li, we can talk about the price." ”

Seeing the other party's style, Li Ming knew that this old boy must want to take a cut of it, and said with a smile: "Village Chief Lai, I used to work in the mine not far away, and I also know the price of farmland, whether I bought basic farmland or abandoned basic farmland, the price should definitely not be so high." ”

According to state regulations, basic farmland is distributed to farmers free of charge, but Li Ming is not a rural hukou, and he does have to pay a sum of money if he contracts it.

Hearing Li Ming's words, Lai Yong didn't feel embarrassed by what he just said, pretending to be embarrassed, and said: "Since Boss Li is knowledgeable, then I will give you a real price, 600 yuan per acre of land, because our land is wasteland, if you agree to underwrite for more than ten years, I can give you 500 yuan cheaper." ”

This price is relatively reasonable, Li Ming nodded and said, "Okay, that's the price." ”

The village chief drove Li Ming to the wasteland in the village, and Li Ming chose a piece of land at the foot of the mountain.

After returning to the village and drawing up a contract, and after confirming that the money would be paid once a year, Li Ming signed it.

Seeing that the contract was signed, Lai Yong was very happy, and seeing that Li Ming was about to leave, Lai Yong suddenly said: "Boss Li, there is also a rule in our village, how many acres of land are contracted, and how many acres of mountain land must be contracted accordingly, since the land you choose is at the foot of the mountain, the mountain behind you will be yours." ”

Li Ming said in surprise: "I didn't plan to plant mountains." ”

Li Ming thought to himself, this Lai Yong actually dared to pit himself.

Seeing that Li Ming had misunderstood, Lai Yong said with a smile: "It's okay if you don't plant, I'll just tell you, if you want to plant something, you can plant whatever you want on the mountain behind." ”

Nodding, Li Ming expressed his understanding and left the village committee.