Bai Feng walked away angrily. The first failure undoubtedly ended in failure, because Yang Dongxu refused to let go of the 900 million yuan, as if you want to buy it or not, if you don't buy it, I will cover the market and wait for you to drive up the housing prices before taking action. , which made Bai Feng’s teeth itch with anger.
But Yang Dongxu felt that what he did was not excessive at all. Not to mention the housing prices in Hainan in 1993, the housing prices in 1992 alone reached 5,000 yuan per square meter. The total sales price of the houses in his hands is nearly 1.6 billion.
I gave up a profit margin of 700 million yuan just to help the other party go through the airport procedures. This is a lot of money.
Of course, after eating these houses in one go, if the other party keeps covering up until June 1993 and wants to make a bigger profit, he will definitely watch with a smile and not stop him.
In short, the price cannot be lowered, and all the money must be received within six months at most. He didn't want this money to become a confused account after 1993.
After Bai Feng left, Yang Dongxu had a phone call with Fu Dehai, and then put the matter aside. Anyway, he is not the one who is anxious now. He informed Fu Dehai that he would not sell the house for the time being and then just sit back and wait for the other party to act casually.
No matter how powerful the alliance between these people is, he still doesn't believe that your current relationship with the top management is just at the moment when the relationship between you and the top management is in trouble, and these people dare to be tough.
As in previous years, Zhou Yiren was always very busy at the end of the year, so he couldn't go home with him to celebrate the New Year. Old man Xuan remained stubborn and refused to move.
Because Zhou Ya's mother and brother are planning to stay in Yanjing for the New Year this year, Yang Dongxu obviously can't take her home with her. So after a big purchase, he took a reluctant Ran Feifei and his sister Hongying, who was a little excited, and got on the plane to Feicheng.
Planes in this era were so noisy that it felt like the engines were buzzing right next to you. However, compared to the extremely slow train, flying is undoubtedly the first choice, at least it saves time and suffers some torture.
There is no special shuttle bus. Except for the fact that Yang Dongxu and the others are relatively well-dressed, they are no different from migrant workers. They all carry large and small bags on their backs, carry them in their arms, and go to the bus station to squeeze into the bus. .
There is no first-class cabin in a car, and more importantly, it is extremely overloaded these days. More than 70 people crammed into the originally 32-passenger bus, and the smell in the carriage was very spicy.
"I will definitely not come back next year." It was not easy to get a look of resentment from Chengwang City Ran Feifei, although she still maintained the simplicity of a rural person in terms of personality and daily life.
But this simplicity is relative to her current conditions, so this level is undoubtedly above the well-to-do level, so the feeling of such a bunch of people crowded into a carriage is undoubtedly something she never wants to experience again.
Even Hong Ying next to her, who was excited about going home, had some resentment in her eyes. Although she didn't do anything special when she was in Yanjing, she basically took the bus to work. Occasionally, Ran Feifei would drive her off if she was late.
But now Yanjing's buses don't feel like Spring Festival travel even during the rush hour, because most city people use bicycles to go to work, so this kind of congestion, especially some people even have lice in their hair. The crowding of small animals is simply unimaginable.
"Next time when we come back, we won't have to squeeze into the car. We can just buy sleeper tickets and train tickets to get here." Looking at the hurried migrant workers around, Yang Dongxu found the feeling of the Spring Festival in later generations. Of course, if he can be more civilized and have better personal hygiene, One point, then there is basically no difference.
When Yang Dongxu came out of the bus station, he saw his tractor. In this era, tractors could go into the city. Although they were not as enviable as cars, they could still be regarded as car owners.
Seeing his son and daughter, Father Yang's face burst into laughter, but it seems that fatherly love has never been good at expressing it since ancient times, so Father Yang just carried his son and daughter's luggage into the car, and kept asking if they were hungry. Hungry or tired?
Coming with Yang's father was his uncle Shengli, and Yang's mother had originally planned to come with him. But at home, a sow was about to give birth, and she was worried about leaving no one to watch, so she didn't come with her.
"Would you like to buy some New Year's goods to take back?" Yang Dongxu asked after a bunch of luggage was stuffed into the back compartment of the car, which didn't take up much space.
"There is no need to buy anything. Everything that needs to be bought has been bought long ago. Besides, our home is right on the market, so we can buy whatever we want at any time." After the economy was completely liberalized, not only did the city look prosperous.
The shackles of rural areas have also been relaxed, and many businessmen who were looked down upon in the past are now starting to travel from house to house. Especially now is the end of the year, which is the time for big purchases, so the market in Yangjia Village is even more lively.
"Are we still selling vegetables this year?" Yang Dongxu continued to ask, seeing that he really didn't seem to have any intention of bringing anything back from the city.
"How can I find the time to make that thing? The half-sized piglets bought by the pig farm at the beginning are almost ready for slaughter. Recently, we have been busy planning how to sell the pigs. Besides, there is no one in our village who will follow the advice of the expert you found after autumn. , have you built a vegetable greenhouse? Now people from all over the country come to our village to buy vegetables, and they have to deliver them to the city from time to time. Who wants to pull them back? "
Speaking of Yangjiacun's victory, the uncle felt bursts of pride. As soon as he said that he was from Yangjiacun in Shilibaxiang, his status would instantly rise by half. Even in the town, he would be a very respectable existence.
Although all these changes were brought about by my nephew, am I proud to be from Yangjia Village?
"How many pigs will be produced at our pig farm at the end of the year? Are there many vegetable greenhouses in the village?" Yang Dongxu also looked happy when he saw the smiles on the faces of his father and uncle.
Whether he is building a pig farm or a vegetable greenhouse, what he wants to do is to enable the people of Yangjia Village to live a good life on their own. Now it seems that the effect is pretty good. I didn’t notice that my uncle’s cigarettes are sold for one piece and a pack. Haven’t you seen the figure of a few cents per pack?
"Our two families have about fifty big pigs in total. The main reason is that half-grown piglets are hard to buy in the summer, and they are also very expensive. But it will be better to plant them in the spring after the end of the year. By then, our piglets will be ready for the slaughter, at least more than a hundred of them. If we wait until the wheat field, at least 300 will be ready for the slaughter," Shengli said excitedly.
Half-grown piglets are large piglets that have been raised weighing more than 50 pounds. One-third of a rural family's annual income comes from selling one or two pigs at the end of the year, so they can raise piglets that can reach adulthood by the end of the year. Generally no one wants to sell cubs, so the price is naturally not low when they are bought.
It was Yang Dongxu's suggestion to buy these piglets, because they could be fed for a few months before being slaughtered before the Spring Festival and could be sold at a good price.
What's more important is that with such a good start, whether it is my own family or other people in the village raising pigs in the future, they will have some confidence and will not be as timid as now.
Two pig farms produce more than 100 pigs in more than half a year, which in Yang Dongxu's opinion is not much. In any small-scale pig farm in later generations, the production of hundreds of pigs a year was just like playing. But now, if you can sell three or four pigs at once, you are considered a big business, let alone fifty pigs.
In fact, it only costs about four to five thousand yuan to sell fifty pigs, which is still a big pig weighing at least 150 kilograms per pig. Yes, pigs weighing more than 150 kilograms are considered big pigs now. As for pigs weighing more than 200 kilograms, they won’t grow that big in half a year unless they are fed all the feed to fatten them up.
The price of meat at the end of the year was the highest in the year, only 80 cents per catty, and the highest price was never more than one yuan. This is the price of pork sold by the butcher, and the purchase price is undoubtedly less than 80 cents. It usually hovers around 50 cents, and can reach 60 cents in the twelfth lunar month.
So 50 pigs sounds like a lot, but it only costs less than 5,000 in money. This is undoubtedly a drop in the bucket for two pig farms that currently invest almost 100,000.
However, 100,000 yuan is a one-time investment. When the scale of breeding increases next year, the two companies combined can produce a thousand pigs a year. Plus the price of feed and grain during feeding, the investment can be recovered in almost two years. .
Father Yang and his uncle know how to settle this account, so even though the pigs sold for slaughter at the end of the year can only be sold for four to five thousand yuan, they are not anxious at all, but full of energy.
It only takes two years for all the money invested to be returned, and the income will be at least tens of thousands every year thereafter. In this era where the current salary of ordinary people is only more than 30 yuan, earning tens of thousands of yuan a year is definitely a huge sum of money. Even in the future, this income will not be a small amount in rural areas.
"Where are the vegetables in the greenhouse?" Seeing his uncle Guang excitedly talking about his pigs, Yang Dongxu continued to ask.
"Only Grandpa's family is doing it." Shengli said, his expression changed slightly as he said the vegetables in the greenhouse.
"Our family owns the pig farm in the village, right?" Seeing his uncle's appearance, Yang Dongxu realized something.
Children who work outside the home usually call home to report good news but not bad news. Likewise, parents call their children to report good news but not bad news. Therefore, parents never tell Yang Dongxu about some annoying things.
After confirming that his pig farm had started breeding, Yang Dongxu didn't pay much attention to this aspect. Therefore, there are several pig farms in the village, but he is not sure which one has a vegetable greenhouse.
"There are times when these turtle grandsons regret it." Shengli snorted.
"Did something happen at home?" Yang Dongxu frowned.
"Let's talk about it when we get home. We covered ourselves tightly because of the cold on the road." At this time, Father Yang, who was cranking the tractor on fire, shouted to the people in the back.
The tractor does not have a cover, so when riding a tractor in the winter, the best way to protect yourself from the cold is to wrap yourself up tightly and squat in the rotten corner of the vehicle. Otherwise, the cold wind blowing after the tractor starts running can freeze people to death.
"Wrap it up, wrap it up so there is no air leakage, otherwise you will get cold and sick." The uncle quickly helped Yang Dongxu pull up his clothes and asked Hong Ying and Ran Feifei to turn their backs to keep them warmer.
The tractor started, and the chugging sound was obviously not suitable for chatting. Yang Dongxu wrapped himself in clothes, sat on the pony and leaned against the railing without saying anything.
