Chapter 15 Planning

To hold a meeting, it is not that everyone in the village comes to the meeting, but that a few elders with high moral integrity are found, and they can represent everyone in the village. They did not have any doubts about Lin Xiafan's words, not only agreed with Lin Xiafan, but also contracted the land in the village to him. Originally, an acre of land was 50 yuan, but now it has been reduced to 20 yuan a year for an acre of land.

The 900 acres above the hillside, the 500 acres below the hillside, and the two fish ponds at the head of the village were all contracted to Lin Xiafan, and the contract fee was as high as 60,000 yuan a year. If someone else contracts, it will not work if there are no two or three hundred thousand yuan, Lin Xiafan is the only college student in their village, and everyone hopes for him on the road to prosperity.

"What kind of contract? Lin Xiafan, you know, we don't have a formal contract in our village, but we can write a letter of commitment to you, let's be old, hit your fingers on it, and then stamp the seal of the village committee, tomorrow I will take it to the township, let the township chief and they stamp it for you, do you say it?" When the village chief heard what kind of contract Lin Xiafan wanted to sign, he immediately thought of those formal transaction methods.

"It's okay, you can write first, well, just contract for thirty years, and in a while, I'll transfer the money to the bank account in the village to give it to you." "Lin Xiafan thought of our Lin family village, there is a public account and said.

The village public account, each village has one, this is to facilitate the work of the government, every year the municipal government allocates funds to the village account. In the past, those who farmed had to pay the state a public grain fee, but now the state gives farmers a subsidy of about 80 yuan per household. In Linjia Village, there are more than 100 households, and the annual subsidy is about 10,000 yuan.

"Thirty years, that's 1.8 million yuan!" The village chief was even more overjoyed when they heard Lin Xiafan's words, and the pen in his hand neatly wrote that Lin Xiafan had been contracted for 30 years. What land and where are contracted are clearly written, without the slightest confusion, plus a few elders as witnesses.

However, Lin Xiafan was still worried that some juniors would jump out and cause trouble in the future, so he simply turned on his mobile phone, aimed at them for filming, asked them to say a few words of promise to the camera, and then aimed at the land contract letter they signed. Save the finished video to the mobile cloud disk, as long as the mobile company does not go bankrupt, the things he saves in it will not be thrown away.

At the same time, Lin Xiafan also sent a copy to their mailbox and asked them to burn it on a disc and save it. At that time, Lin Xia Fan will deposit it in the safe in the bank, anyway, now that he has money, it is not bad for that little storage fee.

The last task is to sign on both sides and make fingerprints, in duplicate, one in the hands of the village chief and one in the hands of Lin Xiafan. Next, Lin Xiafan transferred 1.8 million yuan to the bank account in the village through mobile banking.

"Lin Xiafan, our uncle is optimistic about you!" The village chief saw that Lin Xiafan's transfer was successful, and immediately called the bank service center, and after confirming the account, he patted Lin Xiafan on the shoulder with a smile and said.

"I'll transfer another million yuan, and I'll leave the matter of the school building to you. Uncle, you know, I contract such a large amount of land, and the workload is very large, and I don't have that much energy to manage those things. Lin Xiafan said that he would pay another million to the bank account in the village.

Lin Xiafan is not afraid that they are greedy for small gains, because they are the elders of the village, and every thing they do, they really think about the village, and the accounts are still open and transparent.

After turning a million, Lin Xiafan went home to sleep, because tomorrow he was inspecting the land, and he had to negotiate business with the developer who built the road, etc.

Lin Xiafan's land has not been planted, and overnight, Lin Xiafan's contracting has spread in the village, and the fifty or sixty grandfather-level uncles who stayed in the village have found Lin Xiaoding, Lin Xiafan's father, one by one.

"Lao Ding, we have been friends for decades and grew up wearing the same pair of pants, you say yes. Okay, I don't talk much, no matter what, tell your good son, let my uncle be a miscellaneous worker, just 1,500 yuan a month. Relatives in the village approached Lin Xiafan's father and said.

"Okay, okay, I'll talk to this little cub tomorrow. ”

Lin Xiaoding had just returned from his relatives, and he heard that his son had contracted all the land in the village for 30 years, and at the same time, he had donated one million yuan to build a school building, and he was building roads or something, which made him feel like his son had money and nowhere to spend. Don't talk about the school building or anything, just build the road, the road repair should be the responsibility of the government, and now my son will take care of it.

This night, Lin Xiafan's door was about to be broken, and at the same time, Lin Xiaoding's face was like gold, and they all looked at his face and spoke. Some relatives also brought chickens and eggs as gifts to his home, hoping to find a good job income.

Lin Xiafan entered the Xuantian Glazed Immortal Pagoda, took care of his melons and vegetables inside, and at the same time studied how to use the spiritual spring in the hundreds of acres of land outside. You must know that with so many large planting sites, you can't be busy by yourself, so you have to make a water tower, pour the spiritual spring into it, and use it into the field through the water pipe.

"I don't know what the effect will be after these spiritual springs are diluted?" Lin Xiafan thought about it, the melons and vegetables planted do not seek a week's harvest, but only a longevity cycle of about two months.

Lin Xiafan planned his own super farm, needless to say on the hillside, where only fruit trees could be planted. At least 100 acres of fish ponds should be dug around the edge of the village, and then 2 or 300 acres of sugarcane forests should be planted, and the remaining vegetable planting farms, 500 acres of land would be enough.

The next day, the uncle of the village chief, holding a land contract book stamped with the official seal of the township committee, ran to Lin Xiafan's house with a smile and handed it over to Lin Xiafan, so that Lin Xiafan really became the first and most powerful landlord in the village.

After Lin Xiafan got the contract land book, he immediately started the plan he had prepared for one night, handed it over to the village chief, and asked him to contact the agricultural management bureau in the town. Let the people in the town drive the mud turning tractor over and carry out the mud turning work on the deserted land, and the money is indispensable for them.

"Supervise the work, use the uncles in the village, uncle, you can take care of it yourself, the salary is calculated as a day, seventy yuan a day. Lin Xiafan said to the village chief's uncle: "I'll go to the town in a while and talk to the person in charge of building the road." ”

After finishing speaking, Lin Xiafan circled the sketch on the desktop and continued: "Dig the farmland here into fish ponds, and make one pond for every twenty-five acres, a total of four ponds. ”

"Okay, I'll make a note of it, talk to your uncles, and get it up to you as soon as possible. "The village chief can't be busy alone, so he has to find a lot of people to help him.