When he got back to the car, Hu Shijie still couldn't believe what he heard today. He subconsciously twisted the back of his hand and felt a pain coming from the flesh on the back of his hand. This feeling of unreality faded a little.

Seeing Canghai launching the car to the door of the county government, Hu Shijie stretched his body forward, patted the back of the chair and asked, "Haiwazi, do you think this matter is possible? Why do I always feel that this matter doesn't seem real? Can watermelon be sold at this price?"

"What's wrong with this? Besides, it's not that we have gained profits on this side. The other side of the county has gained factories and taxes. You know, it's not just the farm's operating tax, but also personal income taxes, which add up to a lot. The Japanese have got good goods, Americans have sold patents, and several companies can make profits. What are you afraid of?" Cang Hai looked back at Hu Shijie and quickly turned back to look at the road ahead.

Hu Shijie said again: "I still feel it is unreal. You said that this watermelon can make so much money in a year. Ten thousand acres is more than 10 million. According to the number of people, everyone has hundreds of thousands of dollars. Is there any better profitable life in this world than this?"

"You, just keep your heart in your stomach. Didn't County Magistrate Lu say that, as long as our village is doing a good job of planting melons, at most, it's more than a little transportation. Anyway, the county has no money now, and the road cannot be built in the past or two years... Besides, there will be 10,000 acres in the first year, even if there are 10,000 acres, it's up to the people in our village to come here," Cang Hai said while driving.

After hearing Cang Hai say for a while, Hu Shijie nodded, not knowing whether Cang Hai's explanation was heard or not. He leaned back and seemed to bounce back when he touched the back of the seat. He stretched his head and asked again, "Then the crew of Zhongshi Seventh Set will not come?"

Cang Hai replied: "Originally, they were asked to come to increase the sales channels of watermelon. Now that we have everything done here, what else do we have to do? We can't just give them nothing. Let's give them a big red envelope. There is no such good thing? Besides, it's not something we can decide if we don't come. County Mayor Lu is planning to change a group of Zhongshi camera crews to promote the achievements of the county. Let's not worry about it."

"Yes, that's it!" Hu Shijie nodded again

After less than five minutes, Hu Shijie asked again: "Haiwazi, why did I tell the villagers when I go back this matter? Should I call all the children in the village who work outside? There is no hope this year, but everyone is still fine with flat slopes."

Cang Hai understood that the old man suddenly saw the hope of getting rid of poverty in the village, and he became a little worried about gains and losses. Cang Hai was also understandable. He had been a poor village all his life. Now suddenly there was hope. The children in the village no longer had to work outside. They worked hard on the production line for more than ten hours every day. How could he not be so confused?

"Grandpa Hu, this matter is not urgent. Even if you say it here, they may not come back. Even if they come back, they can do much work for them. Now you are thinking about how to build up this big stall in the village. Also, there will be so many melons to plant in the spring next year. Although it is collective property, you must fully mobilize your enthusiasm. You can't do more and do less. You can get the same money as diligent people all day long, which is very inappropriate," Cang Hai said.

Hu Shijie heard this and said, "This is simple. I have experienced it before. You guys have to give me some special things. When I was having dinner, I was thinking about it. Although the melon fields are all under the name of the village, I have to pay for individuals. Whoever planted more melons will get more money. If anyone grows less, then he will naturally get less money. However, when the last sale is finally sold, the village will come forward, and the money sold depends on how much effort it will be."

"Isn't that equivalent to dividing the land into a private name? You still don't understand what County Mayor Lu means," Cang Hai said.

This method is indeed easy to manage, but over time, the villagers will definitely regard their own land as their own. Once they think so, they will most likely turn their minds to selling melons. Canghai knows the ideas of these villagers too much, and it takes less than three years. Everyone will definitely think in their hearts: What do I need to share the money for the melons I planted?

The village has lost control of the villagers, which is not what Canghai wants to see, so this possibility must be stifled at the source.

"What do you think you should do?"

"It's best to calculate the area. You don't need to take care of watermelons anyway. It's just that you need some effort when planting and harvesting. When planting, you have to specify how much area of ​​melon planted in a day. You can't let it go. If you divide the melon fields by dividing them, you may have any conflicts. Moreover, the county also said that letting the village organize a large farm, not letting you divide the fields into households..." Canghai said his thoughts.

Hu Shijie nodded after hearing this: "What you said makes sense. If you keep the melon field, the voice in the village will be weaker. At that time, someone may be unhappy about regulating the fields and building roads. It is better to put the money in the village and concentrate on doing big things! But isn't it a bit too much to pay the salary every month?"

"What's the matter? At worst, you can give everyone dividends at the end of the year. Many towns along the coast do this," Cang Hai said.

"This idea is good, but when I go back, I will discuss it with my brothers and others," said Hu Shijie.

After hearing this, Cang Hai reminded: "You must bite to death. It is the county's idea that a large farm with collective ownership is to eliminate any idea of ​​dividing the land."

"I know this, I understand what you said, this will definitely not happen." Hu Shijie agreed.

Hu Shijie understood what Canghai was worried about. Now the old man has cleared it. If the village wants to maintain its prestige, then the land cannot be divided. If the land is worth more money, then the village will have nothing to do. If the village wants to collect one dollar per pound, maybe someone will curse at the top of his throat. What does Shancai mean? Once the land is fixed, the production will be fixed. Everyone is not stupid. Every pound of fifteen cannot calculate how much the melons in their own fields can be sold? Originally, the village collected one dollar, and they would feel that the village had robbed them of one dollar, but they would not expect that the village would give them the opportunity to make fourteen yuan.

People's hearts are like this, there is no end. Sometimes good things can be done bad things. Now it's easier to get them together. As long as the relationship is clear, the village has prestige, the villagers' income has increased, and they still have money to concentrate on doing something big. Not to mention anything else, the village still owes Canghai tens of thousands of yuan.

"By the way, the melon fields between you and Ping'an can be considered in the village," said Hu Shijie.

Cang Hai immediately waved his hand after hearing this: "Forget it, you don't have to count me and Ping An."

What a joke, Canghai would not rent the melon fields on the ground and go to the village. He was not prepared to let Ping An earn money from the village farm. The two brothers could make money easily, so why bother scrambling with others for food? What's more, the seeds and seedlings on his side were not for nothing to the village farm.

"Then you mentioned the dividends for the New Year"

"No need to count us, Ping An and I will only have more or less, don't worry, now you can rest assured," Cang Hai said with a smile.

The grandfather and grandson just got to the town all the way, changed into donkey carts and rushed to the village. When the sun set, they entered the village.

"Give me the car, I'll put it in the cafe for you, go home."

After jumping out of the donkey cart, Hu Shijie grabbed the ugly donkey's bridle and said to Canghai.

When Cang Hai heard this, he quickly tilted his butt and slid from the shaft of the car to the ground: "Thank you then."

"You're so kind. If there were no melons you planted, our village wouldn't have the chance to get rid of poverty. The children in the village wouldn't be able to wander outside to work for others. Okay, go back quickly." Hu Shijie waved his hand at Canghai, then took the ugly donkey down the slope and walked towards the cattle shed.

Canghai walked straight to home, humming a small song while yelling.

Cang Hai did not expect this incident today, and he admired Lu Yanzhi even more. He looked at his little brain, and he solved the problem with the land with a collective system. He didn't have to spend money. He was many times better than his own method. He didn't have to take action on the future. He took the lead in talking about this matter with the Japanese, so Cang Hai was just worried.

Thinking of this, Cang Hai immediately felt that his little mood had improved by three points.

Hearing Canghai's singing, Shi Wei, who was lying on the bed, immediately turned over, put on her shoes and walked out of her kiln, and asked Canghai: "I'm back."

"Yeah, I'm back," Cang Hai smiled.

Looking at Cang Hai's appearance, Shi Wei smiled and said, "It seems that the talk is good."

"It's not just good, I really didn't expect Lu Yanzhi to be a person who does things." Cang Hai's inner evaluation of his quasi-brother-in-law was several levels higher.

"Oh, let's talk about it." Shi Wei followed Cang Hai curiously.

Canghai said, "I'll get some food first, I'll starve to death."

Shi Wei smiled and said, "I have left you food. You go back to the kiln and wait for a while. I will help you heat it up."

Canghai nodded: "Then I'll go take a shower first."

After entering the house, Canghai found Ping'an and Tietou looking at the cartoon. Tietou was still lying honestly on the ground. Seeing Canghai go home, he shook his barely and expressed his welcome.

After taking a shower, Canghai changed into dry clothes and came out in just three or five minutes.

Seeing that Shi Wei had already heated the rice, Canghai sat down directly, holding the steamed bun in one hand and holding chopsticks in the other hand, and ate the steamed bun in one mouthful at a time, and ate the steamed bun in one mouthful at a time.

Seeing Cang Hai’s appearance of eating, Shi Wei smiled and said, “Why, the county is so poor that it can’t afford to even have a full meal?”

"It's not that I can't afford it, but I forgot to eat when I was talking. I waited for the food to evacuate and found that I didn't eat a few chopsticks. But it was worth it. Lu Yanzhi is really a big deal. He has planned the whole thing about growing watermelons," Cang Hai said.

"That's a great joy," said Shi Wei.
Chapter completed!