Professor Song thought for a moment and asked, "How much budget do you have?"
Song Tan hesitated for a while: "It should be around 1.5 million?"
It’s basically all of Taoyuan’s income.
The chestnut orchard could generate income, but she had to prepare to repay Murakami's loan at the end of the year, so she ruled it out for now.
She thought that this amount of money was quite small. After all, such a large area would cost a lot of money just for the preliminary preparations... Unexpectedly, Professor Song nodded: "Very good, the funds are quite sufficient."
Song Tan:
"Really?" She was a little skeptical.
"real."
Professor Song looked at the land in front of him and said, "Isn't this only 300 acres? Including the river beach, the total cost is 500 acres. Do you know how much land my last project took? 3,000 acres."
"For 3,000 acres, we only spent over 1 million yuan in the first year."
Of course, there will be continuous improvements and follow-up every year, as well as subsequent maintenance.
But in comparison, the land in front of us is really nothing... Even if we take a step back, Professor Song would never come here with such a small area. But he insisted that he must come here, it's not a loss-
Now that I think about it, the other party must have also eaten food from this restaurant!
It’s really worth it!
Professor Song also thought: In fact, if we want to maximize profits, it is definitely better to plant the same kind of crops. It is easier to manage, and labor and other things can be arranged in a coordinated manner.
Such haphazard approach is not only troublesome in terms of procedure, but also undoubtedly increases the cost.
But there is no way.
What people ask for is that their families be given priority.
Professor Song calculated in his mind: "If we want to open up new land, the biggest initial expenses are water, electricity, and finally roads."
"The price for electricity is fixed. Your place is not big, so you can't buy more."
"Water is even simpler."
"Didn't you say before that the mountain had never been watered? This proves that there is abundant water resources underground. As long as it's not a drought, there's basically no need to worry about it at other times."
The initial investment includes pond renovation, river beach renovation, water source development on the mountains, and subsequent pipeline construction costs.
But let's be honest, farming in the countryside is not like building a courtyard in the city. You don't even need to consider burying the water pipes underground. A cheap hose can be made into a large roll for 1,000 yuan.
Moreover, the water resources developed here are not necessarily for immediate use, but for emergency use.
If worst comes to worst, there is the river beach a little further away and the pond below, where we can add more electric pumps.
The biggest part is road construction.
After all, roads connecting every village can be funded by the government, and roads leading to the back mountains can also wait for policy support.
But if we want to plant different things in the back mountain, we need to build several more roads that can accommodate tricycles.
As for other partitions, even just building simple steps requires considerable effort.
He gestured as he spoke. Although the specific route had not yet been given because the water source was undetermined, it was already quite detailed.
"As for the next planting plan, we have to wait until everything else is finalized before we can decide on this."
This was the main reason why he came here.
…
Song Tan probably understood.
Then he looked at the three students who were following silently behind him, they also had a thoughtful look on their faces.
"Okay." She agreed immediately: "Let's first look at the water source, and then make a plan. Once the plan is ready, I will hire someone to start the work."
"Just Professor Song, if you have time, why don't you stay a little longer? Otherwise, my place is remote, and it would be too much trouble for you to run back and forth if I want to communicate with you later."
What?!
Professor Song raised his eyebrows and almost smiled, but he managed to hold it back with great difficulty.
Instead, the three students were overjoyed and quickly agreed: "There is such a good thing?!"
"Yes, yes, yes! We have time! It's summer vacation now."
"What are you talking about? Only during the summer vacation? When are we not doing this during the holidays?"
And Yan Ran, she has already picked up the phone: "I will ask someone to send my belongings here - do I need to go to town to pick up the courier here?"
"No need." Song Tan shook his head: "My family still delivers goods every day."
Even though there is less cargo now, Brother Zhang comes here every day to eat an egg today and drink a bowl of Tremella soup tomorrow. It has become a habit. He is willing to make this trip just for one order...
"Just bring the express delivery over on the way."
Besides, I won’t be idle for long.
She motioned for everyone to listen to the roar of machinery in the distance: "My family is harvesting tea leaves on the mountain. When the leaves are plucked off, my seventh cousin plans to make some tea egg marinade at home and sell it in the store."
…
So, Zhou Maozhu had only been idle for two days and was about to pack up all the things for tea frying when he saw Song Sancheng coming over with a basket of old leaves:
"Mao Zhu, do you think I can fry these leaves?"
Zhou Maozhu: …
His eyes widened. "Sancheng, what are you talking about?! How can I stir-fry the leaves when they are so old?"
"I'll turn the teapot around in the pot and crush the dry leaves into a pulp!"
"It doesn't matter if it's broken a little."
Song Sancheng waved his hand.
It was originally intended to be crushed to make marinade, so that it can be easily packaged and shipped.
"No." Zhou Maozhu couldn't make that much money. "Look at my pot. It's usually only about the size of the one I use to stir-fry sprouts. If I stir-fry these old leaves, I put a handful in at a time. How long will it take me to stir-fry all your baskets?"
"not to mention… "
He looked at Song Sancheng suspiciously: "You don't fry all the tea leaves you cut from the mountains like this, do you?"
Song Sancheng smiled awkwardly.
Zhou Maozhu: …
…
Song Sancheng wandered around and came back with a basket. It happened that Wulan was not picking tea and was cleaning up the house with Aunt Lianhua. Seeing this, he couldn't help but roll his eyes:
"I told you not to bother... and you hired someone to fry the tea leaves? It's so sunny, can't you just put them outside in the yard to dry?"
Song Sancheng was a little weak: "After all, we are using old leaves. I think that frying them requires more steps, so they must be more fragrant than drying them..."
Uncle Seven was peeling garlic, and he didn't even look up when he heard this: "No need to fry it. The old leaves used in the tea eggs we ate before weren't dry yet, and I never saw you eat less every meal."
"Just dry it in the sun, it will definitely smell good."
"If you're still worried, light up the oven and roast the leaves inside."
"Forget it then!"
Song Sancheng ran away - in a weather of 38 or 39 degrees, he was going to the baking room
Forget it, he should just go and catch water chestnuts!
Wulan shouted again: "Catch more, and feed the pigs with water and grass. It's hot, and they don't enjoy eating."
Unexpectedly, Song Sancheng turned back and said, "Then I'll go to my dad first. He said that when we were making straw mats, a lot of rushes turned yellow and the stems were too strong to be used... I'll bring them over and spread them in the pigpen."