Taoyuan Xianzhuang

Chapter 45

"Sorry, the hospitality is not good."

Yang Xiao opened the window to ventilate the room, and then found a pack of yellowed tea leaves, "Manager Xu, there is nothing to entertain, this is a local specialty of our village, try it."

"Your village...still grows tea?"

"That's not true. This is not tea. There is a mountain in the north of the village called Dazui. There is a unique kind of yak grass on the mountain. When brewed in hot water, it is bitter at first and then sweet. I'm not used to drinking it, although I'm from this village, I don't like drinking it, are you interested in trying it?"

Xu Yifei had a look of disgust in her eyes, and said with a smile on her face, "You don't even drink as a villager? Then why do you think I'm used to it?"

Yang Xiao put the yak tea back, and his enthusiasm faded a bit, "Manager Xu, let's get down to business."

Xu Yifei took out the contract and said concisely: "Let's sign it."

After a quick glance, Yang Xiao took out a pen and signed his name, and pushed the contract back when he was done. He also said concisely, cherishing words like gold, and said, "Cash on delivery."

Xu Yifei said: "The seeds are in my car, I can get them for you right now, one thousand ginseng seeds, one is not a lot, the quality is reliable, you just transfer it to me."

Yang Xiao nodded, made a gesture of invitation, and didn't get up, so she saw off the guests.

Xu Yifei walked to the door, stopped in her tracks, seemed to have thought of something, turned her head and said, "Mr. Yang, with such a large-scale plantation, I thought at first that there would be a good office location and a group of decent employees. but……"

Yang Xiao still didn't speak, but just looked at Xu Yifei with a half-smile, making it hard to tell his depth.

Xu Yifei continued: "But... your environment here is slightly different from what I imagined."

"It's a big difference." Yang Xiao smiled lightly.

Xu Yifei didn't refute it, she just acquiesced. In her imagination, Yang Xiao owns more than 100 mu of land, which can be regarded as a medium-sized plantation farm, with an annual income of at least six figures. The office must at least look good, right?
But what is surprising is that the office is extremely shabby, and what's even more outrageous is that he actually lives in a farm, and the employees under him are actually a group of brats, without even a teacher or father.

What can this group of people do?
The hair is not fully grown yet, still farming?
Plant a hammer!

The purchase price of my ginseng seeds is [-], the market price is [-], and I sell it to Yang Xiao for [-], and I will pay [-] per seed.

The purpose is to harvest a batch of mature ginseng in the future.

But looking at Yang Xiao, his staff and the plantation, it is estimated that it would be good to recover dozens of ginseng plants from a thousand seeds.

Even Yang Xiao might not be able to grow ginseng alive!

A few years have passed, but in the end he didn't receive a single plant of ginseng, and he paid 15 seed money, what to do? !
"With all due respect, Mr. Yang, you should plant a cactus, which doesn't need watering and can survive in any environment."

"Manager Xu, go slowly, don't see me off."

Yang Xiao waved his hand, his tone was light, which can be regarded as showing his attitude.

If it was in the past, when he met such a beautiful woman, no matter whether the business was successful or not, Yang Xiao would at least make the relationship between the two of them a good one, maybe it would be in the future?

However, after experiencing the Shen Mengting incident, Yang Xiao has a clear understanding of women. Money is king. Women can change their hearts faster than their faces, and their faces can be changed faster than flipping through books.

Xu Yifei took the seeds out of the car and put them in the yard of the farm, greeted Yang Xiao symbolically, and then drove away.

Sun Xiaohu rubbed his head, looked at the tail lights of the car that had gone away, and said, "Xiaoxiao, you're pretty, brother and sister?"

"No, it's just a partner who came to discuss business."

Zhang Feng said: "That's fine too. The first time is born and the second time is familiar. As long as the relationship is in place, age and identity are not important. Let's put it this way, before you get married, any woman may be your wife. Any middle-aged Any woman could be your...mother-in-law."

Yang Xiao glanced at him lightly, with the corners of her mouth turned up, "You are very active today, what, the number of chickens and ducks is too small? Not enough labor?"

Zhang Feng chuckled, and nuzzled into the distance, Yang Xiao took a look and found that Zhao Erdan was holding a bucket of feed, feeding next to the chicken coop.

"Okay, I've only been here for three days and I've brought up an apprentice. The future is boundless, Master Zhang."

"Ouch, this master's call is really comfortable."

……

While talking and laughing among a few people, it was getting late.

Sun Xiaohu brought out a large Eight Immortals table and placed it in the center of the farm yard, with eleven chairs placed around it.

Yang Xiao, Yang Huaimin, Wang Caiying, Yang Huaiqing, Yang Le, Sun Xiaohu, Zhang Feng, Zhao Erdan, Wu Laoliu, and later Shen Ailin and Lin Youyou, exactly 11 people, sat around the table.

"Come on, cheers!"

The 11 people raised their glasses together, clinked them, and drank them all in one gulp.

Shen Ailin said with a smile: "For our Qinghegou, there is a Mr. Yang, and there will be another one."

"cheers!"

"cheers!"

Several people clinked glasses again, and another one left.

Wu Laoliu was at a loss when he heard that, he had promised Yang Huaiqing to drink, why so many people suddenly appeared, he thought it was only him and Yang Huaiqing.

What Mr. Yang?who?Yang Huaiqing?

After listening for a long time, he finally heard the situation clearly. Mr. Yang was referring to the little guy Yang Xiao?
Before Wu Laoliu could speak, Yang Xiao pointed to the door and said firstly, "Uncle Liu, look, my vegetable field is directly opposite the farm. Guess how big it is?"

Wu Laoliu chuckled, and said, "Every household in our village has about the same amount of land. I remember it well. Your home was originally [-] mu, but later you bought another [-] mu. You lost money and sold it again." Thirty acres, so your home should be fifty acres now, right?"

Yang Huaimin and Wang Caiying nodded one after another. Unexpectedly, Wu Laoliu, a drunkard, remembered his family's situation quite clearly.

Yang Xiao shook her finger and said, "No, uncle, it's five hundred acres!"

"How many?"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone present except Yang Xiao and Yang Le showed expressions of disbelief.

Even Yang Huaimin and his wife were confused, "What did you say? How many acres?"

"Five hundred acres. Dad, I contracted another 350 acres from the village committee today. Adding our current 470 acres and what my uncle bought today, it should be... [-] acres. Sixth uncle, if you are willing to sell your house If you sell the [-] acres of land to me, I will just have [-] acres of land."

"Do you think this is the card collection when you were young? Why do you need so much land?" Wu Laoliu was puzzled, "You contracted so much, can you grow it?"

Yang Xiao smiled confidently, "I can plant as many as there are! In addition, I also contracted [-] acres of mountain land on Dazui Mountain."

(End of this chapter)