Chapter 25: A good field is exchanged for waste land

Style: Romance Author: Tongyuan WujiWords: 3177Update Time: 24/02/20 15:24:29
In the blink of an eye, half a month has passed. Zheng Bajin has already finished hauling the coal that the coal factory owed him. There are fewer people in the village asking him to exchange coal. They all think that it is more practical to turn it into cash directly. After all, this coal, Just used to start the fire, there are no real coals to make the fire.

What's more important is that someone is already jealous, trying every means to get money, hoping to get a carriage to steal his business.

However, at this time, Zheng Bajin was no longer satisfied with this dirty and tiring job, and was already thinking about changing careers.

He took out the money he earned, excluding some minor expenses and oil money, and took inventory. He made a profit on the price difference between potatoes and lignite, plus collected some scrap metal, and sometimes picked up some leaks. Now he has With more than 2,000 yuan, plus the 500 yuan that Qian Bo lent him and the 170 yuan that Nian Jianan paid him, he had already collected 3,000 yuan.

Qingqing couldn't believe her eyes when she looked at so much money.

Just two days ago, when Zheng Bajin bought her clothes, he still felt sad that the money was spent too casually. Now that I think about it, Zheng Bajin is really kind to me.

She looked at Zheng Bajin, the more he looked at him, the better he looked. Then she looked at his clothes and said, "Bajin, we are considered rich now, so why don't you change yourself into a set of clothes?"

"Don't worry, the money will be of great use, so you have to save some money. Besides, I deal with coal all day long, and no matter how good the clothes are, it is a waste to wear them." Zheng Bajin said seriously, "Wait a few days , we also pulled some cloth and made some clothes for grandma, mother and uncle."

"You can even beat your father! He is also your relative after all, so you can't be too harsh on him." Qingqing looked sensible, which Zheng Bajin liked very much.

But here comes the problem. When Zheng Bajin wanted to touch her, her body still rejected him.

Zheng Bajin was speechless and could only comfort himself.

I thought to myself that Qingqing had suffered too many blows when she was a child. She kept working hard and took good care of her. After a long time of falling in love, she would naturally accept it.

"Oh, by the way, when you asked people to carry coal away a few days ago, why did you ask everyone to sign a piece of paper?" Qingqing saw that Zheng Bajin did not resent her, but looked very understanding. Happy, suddenly asked strangely.

"The secret must not be leaked!" Zheng Bajin said with a smile.

"Hmph, you can't even trust me, you stingy guy!" Qingqing cursed and didn't ask any more questions.

Zheng Bajin suddenly hugged her, without making any next move, and said, "I signed this just to save some gas money. If you find out, will you say I'm bad?"

Qingqing's whole body was shocked, as if she had been shocked by electricity. She instinctively stretched out her hands and pushed him hard, and screamed again and again: "No!"

Seeing her such a big reaction, Zheng Bajin let her go and said with a smile: "I will let you go today. I will pick it again when you are more mature."

Qingqing's face was a little pale, and she stared blankly at Zheng Bajin, not knowing what to do, which made people look pitiful.

Zheng Bajin smiled, but sighed in her heart. The shadow of her childhood had done too much harm to her, and she could only repair it slowly. I wonder if she could still become a poet in this life?

However, it doesn't matter even if it doesn't work out, a woman like her is the most suitable wife, at least she won't let grass grow above her head.

The more such a woman is, the more he likes her and deserves to be truly possessed. Unlike many beautiful women I have seen in my previous life, it doesn't matter, as long as there is money in the bag.



Zheng Bajin went out and walked to the road. Unknowingly, he was near the school.

Looking at an open space, he was lost in thought for a while. The land was very large, more than two acres, but it was too close to the school and on the side of the road, so he could no longer grow any crops.

At this time, people did not have the habit of building houses and moving them to the roadside, so this land became idle.

This is a treasure land!

Zheng Bajin sighed in his heart, he didn't stay too long, but walked towards Qian Bo's house.

Qian Bo did not go to work in the countryside today. He stayed at home drinking tea and smoking. When he saw Zheng Bajin, he was surprised and said: "You are not here to pay back the money, are you?"

"Of course not. It has only been used for a few days, but it will take a year anyway." Zheng Bajin said, secretly thinking that when he borrowed the money, he took the initiative to write him an IOU, and the black words were written on the white paper. Happy.

If the matter is settled today, and he is asked to write a note when the time comes, it will be a matter of course and will not make him feel petty.

"Then what are you doing here? Don't you still want to borrow money? Let me tell you, for a small family like you, five hundred is already the limit. Otherwise, something could easily happen." Qian Bo said warily.

Zheng Bajin can completely understand that even if it is for profit, Qian Bo does not dare to put too much money at this time.

"That's right, you see, I've been working outside all day, and my father doesn't go to the fields, so I rely on my mother. It's really overwhelming. I'm planning to sell the Renjia farm." Zheng Bajin said politely.

"Sell? That's not possible, right? The land is collectively owned and no one dares to buy it." Qian Bo looked at him, as if he understood that this kid wanted to do something big and wanted to raise funds as soon as possible.

"It's okay to contract. To tell you the truth, I'm in a hurry for money right now. If you want it, I can contract it for you. Just give me some money. It's a good field, but I haven't invested much in these years. The labor force in the field is so much that the grass in the field is deeper than the rice, and I am a little shy to see people." Zheng Bajin sighed deeply, looking like he felt sorry for the fertile land.

"Haha, if you want to rent, have you found the wrong person? I can't grow my own land, so I will rent it to you?"

Zheng Bajin nodded and said with a sad look: "I also know that you don't have much energy to farm at all. It's just that in this village, people who can farm can't pay for it, so I found you and it's cheap." for you?"

"Then tell me how much it costs, let's treat it as a helping hand!" Qian Bo looked sympathetic.

"For the sake of the folks, that piece of land is two acres. If you buy it out at once, it will be considered a thousand yuan." Zheng Bajin looked at Qian Bo, really afraid that he would agree, "If it is rented, even if it is Two hundred kilograms of rice a year.”

"Haha, you're lying to me again. Two hundred kilograms of rice is equivalent to one hundred yuan. Ten years is one thousand yuan. It's better to buy it out in one go."

Zheng Bajin's heart sank. This guy doesn't really want to buy it, does he? However, he said calmly: "Isn't this because I want to get the money at once? Otherwise, I wouldn't want to sell it for 3,000 yuan."

"Forget it, for the sake of the folks, I'll just help you. Count one hundred catties of millet a year. I'll rent it and grow it, and I'll pay the bills once a year."

"That won't work. One hundred catties of millet, when ground into rice, is only seventy catties. Counting 50 cents per catty, it's only 35 yuan a year. I've made a huge loss. This field has two acres, and I have to produce at least two acres a year. A thousand catties of millet.”

Zheng Bajin said, thinking to himself, fortunately, this old boy still doesn't dare to sell, he just wants to get a bargain and rent it to others at a high price for a few years.

"Then tell me, how much millet is needed in a year at least?" Qian Bo did not expect that Zheng Bajin could calculate the yield per mu.

"It's only two hundred kilograms of rice, not a penny less. If you buy it outright, it's only one thousand yuan. It's a good deal." Zheng Bajin insisted, giving the other party the illusion that he was in a hurry to make a move, so it would be best to buy it out.

"That's not possible. This land is collective and no one dares to buy it out." Qian Bo shook his head and then said, "How about this, I trade the land with you?"

"Using the land, that's not good! The harvest in the field is always not as good as one-third of the fertile field. When the time comes, won't it be more difficult for me to take action?" Zheng Bajin said as if it was difficult for him to do so.

"That's not necessarily true. Many people just hope to have some land to grow some vegetables. Moreover, my land is private land."

"Where are you talking about?"

"It's the area next to the school. When the time comes, you can build a fence around it and plant some vegetables."

Zheng Bajin cursed in his heart when he heard this. This old boy is really cruel. What you exchanged for two packs of urea, do you want to exchange me for a piece of fertile land?

Although it was exactly what he wanted, he still remained calm and shook his head and said: "Uncle, you have to know that your land is too road-blocked and you can't grow anything at all. The cost of enclosing a fence is not low, and I don't want to Growing vegetables, I just want money.”

"Okay, let's do this. You make a deal. I'll give you that piece of land in exchange, and I'll give you another hundred yuan. If it succeeds, if it doesn't, it will be pulled down. If the business fails, we will still be benevolent and righteous. We are still fellow villagers."

"One hundred, that's too little. I heard that you only got two packs of urea in exchange for it. The price at that time was only a few dozen yuan. You made ten hundred dollars."

"Hey, now and then, a few dozen dollars ten years ago was not a small amount. How can it be compared with now."

"Having said that, this one hundred yuan is too little for me. Let's do it, two hundred, one price." Zheng Bajin suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, as if he just wanted two hundred yuan. , as if it was painful to cut the flesh.

"Okay, okay, I've finally convinced you. I'll give you two acres of land in exchange for a large piece of land, but you'll have to pay two hundred in compensation. When you get rich in the future, can't you forget me?"

The matter was finally settled like this. At Zheng Bajin's request, he signed a document in person and found a middleman, and a deal was completed.

Qian Bo made a fortune and was very happy. He didn't mention that Zheng Bajin owed him money, but instead took out two hundred yuan and gave it to him.

As soon as Zheng Bajin left, he let the news out, and it quickly spread throughout Shili Village.

People didn't understand Zheng Bajin's business and thought he must be crazy. It was really a waste of money to exchange a piece of high-quality fertile land for a piece of idle land that didn't breed maggots.

When Zheng Bajin returned home, Zheng Laohai, who had not dared to question him for a long time, could not hold his breath. He looked at him and said, "Are you mentally ill? You want to trade a piece of good land for a piece of waste land?"

"Do you know what he paid for that land in the first place?"

"Of course I know, isn't it just two packs of urea?" Zheng Bajin glanced at Zheng Laohai slowly and said.

Hu Ying didn't understand either. He sighed and said, "Your father is right. You suffered a big loss this time. The waste land they exchanged for two bags of urea actually gave us a piece of fertile land."

Only Qingqing remained silent. She looked at Zheng Bajin and said, "Are you planning to sell coal there?"

"Yes, you still understand me clearly, what is this called, you have a clear understanding!" Zheng Bajin said with a smile, "Now and then, he made a profit by exchanging two packs of urea for such a piece of land, but... Now that I take it from him, I still make money, and you will know it later."

Zheng Laohai was still reluctant, but he didn't dare to say any more and just sighed in his heart.

Hu Ying looked at Zheng Bajing and felt very sad. She finally felt that he had picked up sesame seeds and lost the watermelon.