Chapter 61 Thirty-two thousand

Luo Yihang glanced around the office and then looked away.

The village head's grandmother also found the information and asked Luo Yihang and his son to go over and take a look.

"That piece of land originally belonged to Sanwang's family. It was 12 mu. In , Sanwang and his wife moved away and returned the land to the village. Now it belongs to the village collective."

"Where did Sanwang's family go?" Luo Cheng asked curiously.

"Sanwang's kid is very capable. He bought two houses in a place called Shaqing near the imperial capital. One of them is in Sanwang's name. The couple has bought a house and settled down, and they can get the city's medical insurance."

“This is beautiful.”

"Of course not. We are enjoying a good life. The children in Ping'angou are all filial..."

The village head's wife and Luo Cheng started chatting along the topic.

Luo Yihang didn't interrupt, thinking that since it was the village's land, it would be easy to deal with.

After waiting for a while, listening to the village head's grandmother's words, her mind drifted to how so-and-so's family had given birth to a second boy, who looked nothing like his father and so on.

Luo Yihang quickly interrupted and said, "Grandma Lu, how much does it cost to rent land in the village now?"

"Hang, boy, are you going to pack it? The piece from Sanwang's family?" The village chief's grandmother coughed, stopped gossiping, and asked cheerfully.

"That's the idea."

"It's fine. Let me show you."

As she spoke, the village head's wife found a folder from the filing cabinet, flipped through it, and pulled out a form.

"Here it is. The land on the terrace in our village is ordinary farmland. This year, the town's guidance price is 500 per mu. The village can reduce the price by 20%, which is 400 per mu. The contract period is 30 years, and the payment is made every five years."

The so-called guidance price is the guidance price for land transfer (i.e. the benchmark price), which is a price calculated and set by local governments based on the nature, facilities, area, output, etc. of the land.

This guide price is not mandatory.

The contract price and term are agreed upon by the two parties to the land transfer, but if they are too low, the higher authorities will investigate.

The purpose of setting this guiding price is to prevent the abuse of power for personal gain, resulting in the loss of collective assets at one yuan or two yuan per acre.

The village collective is allowed to reduce the price by 20%. In fact, this is not a regulation, but a convention.

There is no limit to floating.

There is too much land in Ping'angou and no one is willing to take over it, so it naturally floats down.

400 per mu, 6400 mu is , paid once for five years, that is .

"It's really expensive to rent land now." Luo Cheng sighed.

"Oh, that's right. It's getting more expensive every year." The village head's grandmother sighed.

Then she complained, "It was hard to sell in the first place, and now the price is getting higher and higher, no one wants to buy it. Agricultural companies would rather buy 800 yuan than buy our 400 yuan."

Isn't that a matter of course?

Luo Yihang thought to himself, there are no facilities on the mountain, and if he wants to rent it, he will have to reclaim the land first.

Cars can't go up there and equipment can't be transported in. Do we have to build the road first? Of course, no one will take care of it.

The land below is flat, not to mention the far ones, just outside the town. Although the contract fee is a bit higher, the lowest is 600, the best is 800, or even 1000.

But they have three connections and one leveling, water conservancy facilities, and all kinds of transportation are available, and you can even order takeout.

Saves time and trouble.

If the situation wasn't special, Luo Yihang wouldn't want to rent the mountain.

Alas, thirty-two thousand.

Thirty-two thousand is thirty-two thousand.

Luo Yihang made up his mind and said solemnly: "I want to contract this land."

"Do you really want to wrap it?" The village head's wife was very surprised. She thought she was just asking.

He turned to Luo Cheng and said, "Luo Cheng, why don't you try to persuade me?"

Luo Cheng smiled and shook his head. "The kid has grown up and has his own ideas. I can't persuade him. Let him do whatever he wants."

The village head grandmother wanted to persuade him again, and said to Luo Yihang: "Hang boy, farming is tiring, and you have to commit to it for at least five years at a time, and you can't quit in the middle."

Luo Yihang curled up his arms to show off his muscles, "I'm very strong, I'm not afraid."

"Guavazi."

The village head's grandmother persuaded him twice, but when she saw that Luo Yihang had made up his mind, she stopped talking and took out a form for him to fill out. "I'll talk to the old guys about it in the evening. It shouldn't be a big problem. We'll get the formalities done when we go to town in a couple of days."

Gossip is when villagers gather under a big tree at the entrance of the village in the evening to chat about gossip.

Ping'angou's way of doing things is adapted to local conditions. The most people are there for casual chatting in the evening, and when they gossip, they just go through the process of villagers' consultation.

Now that I have finished my business, I’m going back to make dumplings.

……

Early the next morning.

Luo Yihang's family got up early in the morning to harvest the vegetables, put them in big baskets and had the vehicles from the No. 3 Middle School and the Municipal Hospital take them away.

The procedures on both sides were completed very quickly, and the signed and sealed contract was obtained within one day.

After the goods were delivered and the receipt was received, and adding in the 200 kilograms that each of us took away yesterday, I got 10500 yuan.

After finishing the work, I had breakfast.

Luo Yihang grabbed Ding Xiaoman before she could escape, tied a camera to it, and let it continue to be the anchor.

The previous video, after fermenting over the past few days, has finally exceeded 100 views.

The number of fans of the account "Ding Xiaoman is a cat" finally broke through double digits, reaching 11.

The prospects are promising.

After finishing all this, some time passed.

Two small vans, one in front and one behind, came up the mountain road.

The broken car in front is Qiangwa’s car, Luo Yihang recognizes it.

The one at the back is even more dilapidated, and it should be the car that the engineering team was called in to use.

You can tell by the car they drive that they are professionals. Those who do engineering work all drive Wuling cars, which can carry people and haul goods. The more outdated the car is, the more work they get.

After getting off the car and hearing the introduction, it turned out to be an old project, specializing in agriculture, doing everything from clearing land, digging sheds, and digging ponds.

He is in his forties and is tanned very dark. This is his professional skin color.

The man's surname was Li, and his name was Li Zheng. Luo Yihang followed Qiang Wa and called him Brother Li.

He kept smiling while introducing himself, and looked like a person who wasn't good at speaking, appearing to be very honest and simple.

And be decisive.

After coming up, he didn't even drink a sip of water and went to take a look at the scene.

"Come on, come on, take my car. My car is sturdy."

"Tough" is the most simple compliment to the vehicles used for engineering projects in the countryside.

But no matter how sturdy a car is, it still has four wheels.

A four-wheeled vehicle really can't get on there.

"Well...you'd better take my car. Brother Li, your car can't fit in." Luo Yihang pushed out his own small motorcycle.

It's a bit small, usually two people can sit in it, but three people can fit in if they squeeze in.

But it does not include Qiangwa's body shape, which has a slightly "excellent" length-to-width ratio.

"This..." Brother Li was a little embarrassed.

Qiang Wa offered, "I'll be on my feet. You guys go up first."

"How can I let you break your legs?" Luo Yihang joked and pushed out another bicycle, a 28-inch bicycle.

Qiang Wa took it, patted his belly and said self-deprecatingly: "Well, it's just right to lose weight."

"I'm sorry, Boss Luo." "Boss Hang, let's go." Brother Li was quite polite and said each one.

It's just that the name is a bit awkward.

There's nothing I can do about it.

Qiangwa's last name is Luo, and Luo Yihang's last name is Luo. The two last names sound alike and are easy to confuse. He is used to calling Qiangwa "Boss Luo", so if he calls Luo Yihang again, it will only be "Boss Hang". He can't just call him "Boss Yi".

Luo Yihang carried Li Zheng along the dirt road to the platform.

After taking a walk, he understood why he was not allowed to drive.

(End of this chapter)