Her Cultivation Diary-Chapter 93 - : 93. Confirm Bags Mountain_1

Chapter 93: 93. Confirm Bags Mountain_1

To wrap or not to wrap?

Song Tan had already made up her mind.

So, the question was, where would this initial twent-year lease fee of one hundred and forty thousand yuan come from?

Counting the money she had made since coming back—some of it filled in the sixty thousand yuan for her parents.

A portion for labor, materials, various miscellaneous expenses.

What she earned later all went to the dogs.

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Currently, her only major source of income was from tea leaves.

But those tea leaves?

When all was said and done, including the two jin the village secretary hadn’t paid for yet, there were only a total of nine jin.

Honey could make two thousand yuan, and selling vegetables could bring in one to two thousand yuan a day. But this money was untouchable because there were just too many expenses to come.

So that meant there was still a deficit of at least fifty thousand yuan.

However, she wasn’t panicked. At this moment, she just calmly looked at Zu Jun:

“I can wrap Bags Mountain, and I do have such a plan.”

“But as the first young person from our village who has heeded the call to return home and start a business, shouldn’t the village also provide some support?”

For example, for the first rental payment, only needing to pay for the first ten years or something…”

Zu Jun was stunned.

Who knew that Song Tan would immediately add, “Or it could be noted in the agreement that the sum should be completed within half a year.”

“You see, my request isn’t excessive, is it?”

Such arrangements were of course not excessive.

Zu Jun, however, reminded her, “If the money is still not in place when the deadline is reached, the Village Department has the right to terminate the contract.”

Of course, they didn’t want to terminate the contract.

The village was short on money, and the barren mountains were just being wasted as no one was going to lease them. Getting one leaser was better than none—they cherished this opportunity.

Song Tan had anticipated that her proposal would very likely be accepted, so she didn’t show too much surprise. Instead, she seriously reminded him, “You can take the tea leaves tonight. When you come to get them, remember to pay first, alright?”

Zu Jun: …

Having the money was her business, but the price of ten thousand yuan per jin really made people grimace.

The two of them had thus more or less settled the matter when suddenly the sound of laughter came from outside the gate.

Wu Lan glanced over in an instant: “They’re here to help pick the tea leaves.”

Qiaoqiao, who couldn’t understand the adults’ conversation, was just focused on arranging the honey jars one by one.

Just as she was seen by an auntie who came in, the auntie exclaimed, “I was wondering, the moment I entered the yard I smelled a sweet honey scent! This smells too good, doesn’t it?”

“Indeed, your bees are quite productive, to be so diligent just after settling in!”

The crowd instantly got excited and then asked, “How are you selling this honey?”

“I feel more at ease with our own honey. How much is it? Leave me one jin, will you?”

Everyone echoed in agreement.

Zu Jun chuckled to himself but saw Wu Lan sporting a sincere smile, “We can’t sell them, they’re all spoken for.”

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Song Sancheng also had an honest face as he seriously said, “The channels were established a long time ago. Otherwise, as small-time folks, how would we dare spend so much money.”

Everyone thought about it and it made sense.

If they didn’t have channels, which young person would dare to be so bold?

Goodness, how envious.

Everyone glanced at the honey jars on the table. “Hey, there are thirteen or fourteen jars there!”

Then, someone with a loud voice suddenly exclaimed, “Nowadays, our local honey is expensive, selling for a hundred yuan per jin, right? Doesn’t that add up to one thousand three hundred immediately!”

“Old Song, your family is indeed lucky this year.”

Song Sancheng immediately started coughing loudly.

Zu Jun struggled to hold back his laughter and then stood up.

“Well then, aunts, you’re busy, so I’ll be leaving.”

Oh my.

Only then did everyone realize that the person drinking tea with his back to the group was the young secretary of the village; they immediately gathered around him without any reservation:

“Young Secretary, about that issue we discussed last time, you haven’t got back to me yet, how is it going?”

“I’m telling you, the young man I know is absolutely handsome! You’ll know once you meet him… ”

Zu Jun’s expression froze, and then he quickly scampered away.

Song Tan, sensing something amiss, also sprinted toward the house.

Indeed, another hearty laugh came from outside:

“Wu Lan, your daughter is so good-looking. I haven’t seen anyone as attractive in miles—what kind of son-in-law are you looking for?”

Just as he entered the main room, he saw a figure leisurely sitting up in the dim light, aided by the flickering glow from a cell phone, and then asked stealthily like a thief:

“Tantan, are you going to take on Bags Mountain? Need any help during the summer break?”

He then lamented, “I’ll be your foreman, just don’t make me go back to working in the fields again, I’m really not cut out for that.”

Song Tan looked at him, slowly saying, “Brother Yanping, I trust the quality of the work you oversee as foreman. But I’m worried that you’d take a cut when you organize the summer workers.”

“How is that possible?!”

Zhang Yanping quickly retorted: “That’s not taking a cut; that’s a referral fee.”

“So, will you refund this referral fee?” Song Tan countered.

Zhang Yanping fell silent.

Song Tan didn’t tease him further: “Alright, Brother Yanping, I’m not hiring summer workers.”

“Nowadays, who among the summer workers can handle fieldwork?”

Stop kidding, if they accidentally caught bugs or birds on the hillside and something happened, Song Tan would still have to deal with their parents. How much trouble would that be!

Zhang Yanping thought about it and agreed, reluctantly giving up on this business venture.

Then suddenly, something else came to mind: “Right, you can’t just use manual labor for clearing the mountain, can you?”

Even with shrubs, those ten- or twenty-year-old roots are deeply embedded in the ground; how many could one person dig up in a day?

That’s a full twenty acres of land!

He planned to lead into the subject, but his cunning cousin just put on a listening expression, not responding at all.

Zhang Yanping, frequently thwarted and determined to avoid going back to the fields the next day, pressed on talking to himself:

“I mean… are you hiring an excavator? I know a reliable guy who operates one.”

“If we go by the acre, it’s 220 per acre. By day, 600 a day, and if it’s less than a full day, the charge is for one full day.”

Song Tan’s eyebrows raised, now genuinely interested:

“On mountainous terrain, how many acres can be cleared in a day?”

Zhang Yanping answered without hesitation: “About five acres a day, it’s a small excavator.”

As he spoke, he also couldn’t help but grumble: “Look at our roads; a larger one would have to be able to get in, right?”

Song Tan started to calculate in her mind.

Five acres a day, twenty acres would require at least four to five days. After clearing, they still had to apply fertilizer, till the soil, and transplant saplings.

To get good fruit within the year, even if one buys more expensive mature saplings, they couldn’t delay later than May.

Considering the tight schedule and heavy tasks, hiring people is expensive, but time is even more so!

Song Tan immediately nodded: “Okay, first ask about the schedule. If it’s possible, arrange for someone to go cut the grass and chop down trees tomorrow, and we can have the contract ready by noon.”