Chapter 19 Farmhouse Manor Plan

"This kid, what are you talking about?" Hearing this, Zhang Huilan's first feeling was disbelief.

She and her husband worked desperately for a year, and if they could save 3,000 yuan, it was considered a good year. Most of the time, you can't even save a thousand dollars.

On the contrary, Wu Binghua's perception of his eldest son has been subtly changed after changing his application last time.

At least this time, after hearing him say such a ridiculous goal, he didn't slap the table and stare angrily. Instead, he thought about it for a while before deciding to present the facts and make sense.

This change in posture shows that Wu Tao's painstaking efforts last time were not in vain.

"Xiaotao, do you know how much this season of sericulture, your mother and I have been busy for more than a month?"

In Wu Binghua's view, his son's goal of 30,000 yuan must be because he has no concept of earning money, thinking that the money is picked up on the road, blown by strong winds, and easy to get.

Wu Binghua thought that this question would definitely make his son speechless. Then throw out that desperate answer, make him shut up dumbfounded, and have a good meal.

Unexpectedly, Wu Tao answered without hesitation.

"This time our family has raised three silkworms. According to the current market price of silkworm cocoons, I estimate that they can be sold for between eighteen and two thousand."

When Wu Binghua heard this, he and Zhang Huilan looked at each other, very surprised.

However, Wu Tao hadn't finished speaking.

"Except the deposits, fertilizers, and pesticides for the mulberry fields; and the cost of silkworm eggs, potions, and lime powder for silkworm rearing, it is estimated that there will be one thousand and thirty-four. This is what you have worked hard to earn day and night for a month. Yes, less than 700 yuan per person."

Having said that, Wu Binghua and Zhang Huilan were stunned. It seems that even if Wu Tao's calculation is not right, it is not far away.

"So, if you don't want to make a living by planting mulberry and raising silkworms!"

Such a conclusion left Wu Binghua speechless.

But Zhang Huilan couldn't help but retorted: "Is it enough to earn 700 yuan a month? This is much better than farming and grape growing! If it weren't for the fact that I could only raise silkworms for four seasons a year, I wish I could do this every month." Hard."

But Wu Tao said that he didn't rush to raise silkworms, and he had his reasons.

First of all, he knew that the market for planting mulberry and silkworms would not be better for a few years. In the previous life around 2000, Binhu District began to return mulberries to fields one after another. It is said that the demand for silk in the international market has dropped sharply.

Secondly, the work of planting mulberry and raising silkworms is extremely labor-intensive in a short period of time, especially after the silkworms are 4 years old, it can be said that it is day and night. In her previous life, Zhang Huilan suffered from old problems in the lumbar spine due to years of high-intensity labor.

However, these reasons cannot be stated directly.

So Wu Tao was silent.

From Aunt Hua's point of view, she used to be very envious of other people's silkworms earning such a high income, which was much more than the job she did in the city. It's just that she is a woman and cannot bear such a high labor intensity.

Hearing what Wu Tao said now, I really don't understand.

After all, he is still a child, and his ideas are not very mature.

The next moment, Wu Tao finally got to the point.

"Mom, the small goal I just mentioned is to earn 30,000 yuan in three months. It will definitely not be achieved by planting mulberry and silkworms."

"No matter what kind of job you do, you can't achieve your goal." Zhang Huilan couldn't help muttering.

In fact, not only she couldn't think of it, but other people couldn't think of it either. Of course, Xiaojiang and Heidan didn't think about it at all, they just cared about eating.

Aunt Hua's eyes lit up, and she began to follow Wu Tao's train of thought.

"Is this small goal related to your big plan?"

"That's right!" Wu Tao nodded, and continued: "My big plan is based on the existing livelihood of my family."

"First of all, growing mulberry and raising silkworms has been ruled out. Secondly, it is not suitable to grow land to harvest food."

Everyone then nodded.

"Then the only thing left is to grow grapes. Just now, my mother said that the income from growing grapes is not as good as raising silkworms. I think it's because of our improper management."

Wu Binghua was immediately confused. Isn't growing grapes just a matter of taking good care of them on weekdays and selling them on the market when they are ripe? What business do you want?

"Think about it, it's not difficult for our family to produce 30,000 catties of Jufeng grapes with more than 10 mu per year. If it sells for 1 yuan per catty, it's 30,000 yuan; if it sells for 2 yuan per catty, how much is it? "Wu Tao is persuasive and persuasive.

"Even if you go to the Heavenly King Lao Tzu, you can't sell it for 2 yuan per catty!" Wu Binghua was furious. If there was a land that could sell for 2 yuan per catty, wouldn't he go there early?

Wu Tao, however, was calm and unhurried.

Aunt Hua saw it and admired it secretly. It seems that this role model for Heidan is indeed right!

"Dad, why can't we sell at the price of 2 yuan per catty? It's because the grapes from the north have lowered the price in the local market, right? If this is the case, why do we go to the market to compete with them? Why? Not considering other outlets or channels?"

Wu Binghua couldn't help being stunned. It seems that he really used his brain last time when he said that he would hand over tens of thousands of catties of grapes to his son for sale.

Wu Tao continued to talk eloquently: "Take it directly to the market and sell it. If you can think of it, others can think of it. Since everyone has thought of it, this sales channel has no value! It has no value at all!"

"So if you want to make money, you have to use your brain more, think of what others can't think of, dare not think of or can't think of, such results are valuable!"

The old man patted the table, "That's the truth, Xiao Tao explained it very well and thoroughly!"

"Then what solution did you think of?" Wu Binghua was impatient. The more than ten acres of vineyards are his painstaking efforts for many years, and now they can finally generate value and make a fortune. He looks forward to this more than anyone else!

"My idea is to build a vineyard-themed farmhouse! A one-stop farmhouse paradise that integrates catering, tourism, picking and sales. Attract those customers who like vineyards and customers who like to eat, drink and have fun. Let them consume the grapes."

"As for the price, because there are factors of travel and personal experience in it, and because it is high-quality grapes, it is naturally higher than that simply sold in the market."

Wu Tao spoke dryly, kicked Xiao Jiang and said, "Don't bother eating, go get me a glass of water."

Wu Jiang saw that all the adults were thinking seriously, and silently let out a oh and went.

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