"I'm sorry, Mr. Dulin, maybe I didn't understand what you said. What do you mean..." A farmer wearing a thick hat stood on the wilderness outside the city and looked at the land that had just been transferred. He felt a little confused. Feeling like a ghost, "You mean we don't use pesticides and catch bugs with our hands?"
Insects exist everywhere. It is said that there are still some tiny creatures in the earth's mantle. In this open ecological environment in the west, there are actually not many fewer bugs than people think. The ecological environment here is relatively harsh, and the bugs living here are also very "tough". These gadgets have powerful gluttonous abilities. In one day, a caterpillar can eat leaves that are about twenty to thirty times its own body weight.
They will store this food in their stomachs to survive possible "famines." Whenever new farmland is cultivated, a major concern is the efficiency of pesticides. I don’t know since when, the effective time of newly released pesticides has been shortened to two or three years. After the time limit, insects soaked in pesticides will of course die, but they will not be poisoned to death, but drowned. Therefore, after the beginning of spring, people will take some bugs that hatched at home and go to the sales points of major pesticide companies in the west to check the effectiveness of this year's pesticides.
These bugs are always troublesome. Not only is it troublesome to spread pesticides, but it is also troublesome to soak and disinfect after harvesting after spraying pesticides. In the West, the price of vegetables is about the same as the lowest-grade beef, and sometimes a little higher.
Dulin, standing in front of a group of farmers, nodded, "Yes, our farmland does not require any pesticides. All bugs must be removed manually to ensure that all crops will not be infected by pesticides."
"But the workload is very large. We can't ensure whether there are insects on the back of each leaf, and please be honest, doing so will bring greater waste. In fact, using some new pesticides will not cause excessive harm. There is a lot of residue, they have special cleaning agents..." The farmer was still talking about this question, but Du Lin raised his hand to stop him from continuing.
"I invite you here and give you a good salary. I am not discussing with you how I should farm the land. You just need to follow my instructions. This is why I pay you." Du Lin kicked. Kicking the yellow weeds under my feet, "You are all the best farmers here. I believe you can help me take care of these lands very beautifully. As long as you satisfy me, material rewards will often appear in front of you. Now, I hope you can lead my people and plow all the land here, spring is not far away!”
Although the farmers still had some complaints, they finally compromised due to the high salary offered by Du Lin. No one has trouble with money, no matter he is a big shot or a small person like a farmer.
The farmers Dulin hired are all good at farming nearby, or they have been farmers for generations. They know the land and crops better than the academics who sit in the office and enjoy coffee and massage. Much more insightful and reliable. These people will become the biggest driving force for this land and help him cultivate the 500 hectares of land as soon as possible.
Twenty brand-new agricultural vehicles suddenly started up, and the local Guart people and some local people began farming.
When I returned to the villa, I felt a little strange. Why did I want to engage in farming and animal husbandry when I quit mining
His question was quickly answered by Du Lin, "The reason is very simple. One is for economic effect, and the other is to kidnap more locals in the west!"
"How much do you think a piece of sweet cabbage can sell for?" Sweet cabbage is a cheap vegetable widely grown in the empire. The weight of each piece varies, usually between one and two kilograms, and its uses are quite similar. extensive. It can be cooked as a main dish, but it is more often used as a side dish. For example, sweet cabbage is used in fast food such as hot dogs and burgers, as well as barbecue staple dishes.
Dufo recalled it for a moment and tentatively replied: "A penny?"
Du Lin smiled and hung his coat on the hanger, "No, my ideal price is ten cents, or even higher." He said as he walked inside, "You have to understand that upper class society is very particular about food. Especially those rich nobles, they don’t care whether their meal costs ten yuan or one hundred yuan. They only care about whether the food they eat is good enough and can be used as an ingredient to set off their worth.”
"Which one do you think they will choose between the ten-cent sweet cabbage and the one-cent sweet cabbage? And we will also package these sweet cabbages, which will attract these rich people to blindly consume! "
Dufo reacted instantly. Just because he doesn't use his brain doesn't mean he is a fool. "Is this why you don't use pesticides and let people catch insects?"
"That's right!" The two walked to the sofa and sat down casually. They were all alone at home, so there was no need to put on any airs. "There will definitely be no chemical contamination. Every sweet cabbage is artificially caught. With individual care and more scientific sunshine, irrigation and fertilization, someone will pay for these sweet cabbages. Do you know how many sweet cabbages can be grown in one acre of land?" Du Fu shook his head, he was not interested in these things. He knew very well, Du Lin continued: "One acre of land can plant about 2,600 to 700 seeds, so let's count it as 2,500 seeds..."
At this time, Dover suddenly took a breath. He looked at the hair on Du Lin's head strangely, "How did your head grow? If you can do what you said, one acre of land Can the income exceed 200 yuan?" He calculated, 500 hectares three seasons a year, the income alone would probably be..." He counted his fingers, it was over a million anyway!
It's also farming, why can this guy's brain come up with things that others can't think of, so let's leave the brainstorming to Du Lin!
Seeing that Dufo suddenly lost the motivation to continue the discussion, Du Lin stopped talking. In fact, the money is not what he cares about most. What he cares about most is how many people these lands can kidnap. If one acre of land can accommodate ten people to work, then one hectare is one hundred and fifty people, and five hundred hectares is seventy-five thousand people. Seventy-five thousand people in the south or the east coast may only account for a few to more than ten percent of a city's employment.
However, in the west, the population of a city will not exceed one million at most. Calculated based on those cities with a population of 500,000 or 600,000, this can almost meet a city's demand for jobs. In other words, as long as we can ensure that these farmers and animal husbandry can keep the wages of these people. By then all farms will be fully spread in the west, and it can be said that Dulin will become the "boss" of most people in the west. More than 30 to 40 percent of the people here are his employees.
When the time comes, he has the final say here.
Of course, mines still have to be dug. The mining area is far more profitable than farming and animal husbandry. The burden is smaller, the expenses are less, and the income is more stable, which can help Dulin make up for the economic pressure caused by hiring too many farmers.
The workers on the farm are working in full swing. Unknowingly, it is almost February. The tail of winter is looming, and spring has begun. People have begun to take off their thick coats, even in the desolate west. A hint of lively scenery.
On the contrary, the city of Otis is still in the cold winter. Winter in the north comes a little slower than in the southwest. Early in the morning, in the conference room of the city hall, Donald waved with representatives of the Cape family under the illumination of flash lights. Mr. Leigh Cappe signed a contract for the comprehensive development of the second phase of urban construction in the city of Otis. This means that the circle around Otis City will enter the construction stage. Outside the window were people marching with plaques and banners, but people's attention was focused on the room.
Polly is Solo's nephew and one of the contenders for the heir. The two heirs are assigned two jobs, one in the city of Otis and one in the new special zone in the south. Polly is the head of Otis City. Whoever of the last two competitors can bring more benefits to the family than planned will be able to take the position of head of the family. This is fair, the Cape family has its own evaluation method, and the battle for the successor has also entered the final stage.
Polly stood behind the table facing reporters from local and other places, and exchanged contracts with Donald. Under a series of flashing spotlights, he announced loudly, "Starting from today, the Anthem Consortium will allocate no less than 7,000 people." Ten million funds will be used for the second phase of the urban construction plan of Otis City. We will surround the existing urban area and continue to expand one kilometer outward, striving to build Otis City into one of the largest cities in the hinterland of the empire.”
"In this process, we will provide at least 180,000 jobs, solve some current problems, and assist the Otis City Hall to sort out some conflicts. I believe that with the cooperation of the Anthem Foundation and the city hall, Otis The city will once again step onto a new level..."
In fact, this speech should logically be delivered by Mr. Donald, the mayor of Otis City, but now that he has joined the Cape family, Polly, as the next heir who may become the head of the family, obviously has a much higher status than him. He had to give in to Polly.
He looked at Polly with a somewhat complicated expression. His secretary gently tugged on his sleeve behind him. He frowned and glanced back. His secretary pointed to the receiver that had been put aside by the phone cabinet next to him. .
He took a few steps back, turned around, walked to the phone cabinet and picked up the receiver. The sound from the receiver made his mood, which was still relatively acceptable, suddenly go into a very bad abyss.
(End of chapter)