Chapter 1153 Li Fuqiang's Asking Price

Xiaozhu, the branch secretary, can deeply understand the efficient policy. After the negotiation was completed, he rushed to the old man's home.

Originally, Li Fuqiang planned to send the old man back and rush back to the city. After all, he kept coughing in winter, and the job of guarding the gate was no longer wanted by the people...

What should I do? I can't take him home!

Who knew that it was just a coincidence that just after sending him back and coaxing him a few words, I saw the young branch secretary of the village talking to someone about the transfer of the homestead.

Oh my! Isn't this a pillow sent when you are sleepy?

He is so old, it's not the same to work for others all the time, he still has to start his own business!

Coincidentally, he lacked a sum of startup capital!

Although 500 a month is not much, Li Fuqiang is not an ordinary person, so he thought about asking someone to pay for ten or eight years at a time.

After all, they are using it to convert into a homestay, and they don't want to raise the price every now and then, right?

Besides, my family has moved to the city, and they will definitely not come back to live in this old house in the future. Selling it will save me the trouble of taking care of it.

As for where the old man lives... the small shed by the mountain is small, but it can also accommodate a bedroom and a living room.

When you are old, it is easy to feel empty in such a big house. This kind of small house can gather energy! In winter, just burning two pieces of firewood will keep you warm.

With this calculation, when Secretary Zhu comes again, the old man's bedding will be packed by his son in the shed over there.

Old man Li looked at her with tears in his eyes and slow movements, which was very pitiful.

But Secretary Zhu just smiled and asked politely: "Old man, the windows of your house are a little broken, and it leaks. You have to ask your son to help fix it later."

"Don't worry, I just have something to talk to him about, let him clean up the house, it's not a big deal."

"No trouble, no trouble..." Li Fuqiang smiled and squeezed forward.

The village secretary in front of him just likes to meddle in other people's business!

Does she need to complain about his own father? But he has a business that can get rent for a long time, so Li Fuqiang smiled and talked earnestly, and then quickly took out a hammer, nail board and other things from the old house, and cleaned up the house.

While nailing the window, she asked: "Secretary Zhu, do you think I have a deal on this house?"

"What do you mean by deal?"

Secretary Zhu was nitpicking in the house calmly, pointing and saying: "This door is not good either... Brother Li, let me say that the living environment of the elderly in the village is also a very important aspect of our year-end assessment..."

She didn't finish the rest, but Li Fuqiang obviously understood.

At this moment, she pulled the corner of her mouth, thinking, isn't it just for me to clean up the old man's house a little more decent?

Okay, as long as I can get the money, I can do whatever I want!

But Secretary Xiao Zhu said: "Our house in a remote area, 500 yuan rent, the business people are not fools, they are not willing to pay."

Li Fuqiang hammered the nail into the bed board with a "bang", and then cursed: "Fuck, why am I still tossing this?"

Secretary Xiao Zhu didn't even frown: "But the old Song family in our village, that Song Tan, has taken a fancy to the tea mountain behind your house. Including this piece of homestead, when the time comes, we can clean it up and let the tea pickers live... Let's see, I guess your asking price is too high, she may not agree."

Old Song family? Song Tan? !

That Li Fugui knows too much!

If they hadn't been meddling in other people's business before, why would he have to send the old man back in the middle of winter!

He immediately picked up the tools and continued to work, laughing:

"You can't say that. We had some conflicts before, but that was because I was anxious."

"You said my father is so old, I must be worried about his health."

"Besides, my father has a good relationship with her, and we gave her Da Huang."

"Did Da Huang give it to her? I haven't heard about it." Secretary Xiao Zhu raised his eyebrows: "Didn't we even sign the sales contract at that time? What do you mean by giving?"

Li Fuqiang:...

Li Fuqiang stopped talking.

He saw through it. This woman was just whining and doing everything in advance, not giving him any chance.

But he was also a smart person: since she didn't leave here, and his father even gave her a cow, then there was something to talk about!

So he talked a lot, and his old house that no one wanted instantly became a great Feng Shui treasure land. The tea mountain behind is also full of spiritual energy and auspiciousness...

"Okay, okay, okay!" Secretary Zhu looked down on him: "Don't talk to me about those nonsense. Don't I know more than you? Just tell me how much money you want. If it's suitable, I'll ask. If not, forget it."

This made Li Fuqiang hesitate.

Nowadays, a shabby house in this remote mountain area can be bought for tens of thousands of yuan. But it's not easy to apply for a homestead now, and he feels that tens of thousands of yuan is a loss.

The old Song family is so rich...

"500,000!"

When the price was reported, Secretary Zhu raised his eyebrows, sneered, and turned away.

He really didn't have any nostalgia.

Instead, Li Fuqiang seemed to be panicking, and he hurriedly chased after him with a hammer in his hand:

"Hey, hey, hey, don't leave. Let's sit down and discuss the price. If you don't bargain, you are not sincere in doing business..."

Xiao Zhu, the branch secretary, said in a gloomy tone: "Oh, so you want to do business sincerely. I thought you didn't want to sell it."

"Five hundred thousand... Ask the village who is willing to buy your piece for 50,000 yuan."

"You can't say that."

Li Fuqiang said shamelessly: "How big is my land... Besides, if someone wants to buy it, they must not have a homestead in their name... If Song Tan wants it, our village will have to talk about it!"

"How can a woman have a homestead."

Xiao Zhu, the branch secretary, sneered: "Then you must have never seen a woman in office... One price, the transfer of the tea mountain for 30 years, plus your homestead and old house, 300,000."

While quoting the price, he complained in his heart: It's really unnecessary for me to ask Song Tan for a high price!

Originally, the abandoned tea mountain would cost more than 10,000 a year, not to mention the homestead.

Now it's good, I'm afraid it won't be 400,000 for the two together.

But... 300,000?

Li Fuqiang was already tempted.

How much is the value of the things in his hometown? He has calculated it more than once.

For example, the abandoned tea mountain that no one has taken care of, the people in the well-known tea producing area can offer a maximum price of 10,000 per mu.

But what about them here? Two years ago, someone in a nearby village contracted 50 mu of land for 4,700 yuan a year, which is almost the same price as a barren mountain.

This price is so low that it is outrageous, but the problem is that no one is willing to contract it!

Now the old Song family wants to contract it and pay 300,000 yuan in one go... No, no, it will take 30 years, so wouldn’t it be a loss at this price?

But if I bargain again and the other party doesn’t contract it, will I be left with nothing?

Li Fuqiang was in a dilemma.

Until then, the old man Li, who didn’t dare to speak loudly to his son, whispered with tears in his eyes:

“That won’t work. Forget about renting it. This old house and the tea mountain were originally passed down by your grandfather…”

Li Fuqiang suddenly realized!

Yes!

It was passed down by his grandfather, and it has not earned more than 50,000 yuan for the family so far.

The tea plantation could bring in some income when he was a kid, but the problem is that tea leaves also need to be pruned, fertilized, and sprayed with insecticides...

Now the leaves have grown to two meters, and they are too hard to burn even for firewood. Who would want them?

If they are kept, won't they become less and less valuable?

Li Fuqiang gritted his teeth and said, "300,000 is too little... It's not enough to buy the land, let alone the homestead... How about this, 400,000! I'll sign for 400,000 now!"

Although the price of the tea plantation was a little bit of a loss, and the homestead was not even priced.

But he has been waiting for half his life, and this is the first person who can take out so much money in one go and is willing to use the money to buy these things!

Hurry up, you must hurry up!

At his asking price, Secretary Xiao Zhu breathed a sigh of relief and thought: It's settled.

But his face didn't show it at all, instead he waved his hand impatiently: "Let me talk to them first, the village collective may not agree..."