This is what he asked a specialized person before he was going to plant the fruit. The only thing suitable for planting in Dajiang Village is this kind, and he is not the only one to plant the snowflake pear.
As early as after the policy was liberalized and fields were allocated to each household, some people were planting, but they may not have planted so much.
Zhao Qingsong's stall is very large, with two stalls and three stalls, covering nearly 60 acres of land.
However, he did not plant them all, leaving some space, but there were still fifty acres of pear trees.
There are many people staring at him in Lishan. The first result this year has also attracted a lot of attention.
The fruit set well, but the yield was not as high as expected, probably because of the first year's harvest.
However, the current yield is gratifying enough. In this era of underdeveloped science and technology, the yield of snowflake pear is about two thousand kilograms per mu.
This was calculated by Zhao Qingsong himself.
The people in the village looked at the carts of pears being pulled out, not to mention how jealous they were. The pears were sold to buyers for just a few cents a pound, which was money they didn't even dare to think about!
I wonder how much money Zhao Qingsong will have in his pocket!
Some fruit farmers have grown a few trees at home and sold them for three cents, which is the purchase price given to buyers who come to town.
People in the village who had worked for Zhao Qingsong did some mental calculations. Assuming that Zhao Qingsong sold 50 acres of land to a purchaser for three cents for 2,500 kilograms per acre, that would be almost 40,000 yuan.
Forty thousand yuan!
Those people were very jealous, and some people had already begun to think of ways to plant pear trees!
After Zhao Qingsong finished harvesting the fruits, he still had a lot of things to do, and he had no idea what others were thinking.
If he knew, he would probably laugh.
He went through Ding Liren's wholesale channel. He was equivalent to half a wholesaler. He could actually get a price of five cents per catty. After two months of work, when the accounts were settled, it was almost more than 60,000 yuan.
However, 60,000 yuan is not much. After excluding the various human, material, and time costs in the past three years, there is only less than 30,000 yuan left.
According to Zhao Qingyang's original share of the partnership, Zhao Qingsong gave Zhao Qingyang 10,700.
Zhao Qingyang's hands holding the money were shaking: "Is this really how much money you can make selling pears? Can you make so much? Are you really making 40,000?"
There are rumors outside that Zhao Qingsong earned 40,000 yuan from selling pears.
Zhao Qingyang still didn't believe it. Now that he had the money, he couldn't help but sigh. He was also a householder worth ten thousand yuan!
Even though he and He Xing have been busy running a small restaurant in the county town, they have not saved much money in the past few years since their two sons have to go to school.
When Zhao Qingsong invited him to partner in pear farming, he took all the money he could get. In the following years, he needed labor to maintain and fertilize the pear trees, and he took a total of about five to six thousand yuan.
This first year's harvest and selling of fruits will earn him more than 10,000 yuan!
Zhao Qingyang suddenly asked uneasily: "Have you deducted all the costs? In fact, I haven't received much money in these years. The main thing is the money you paid. Don't give me all the money you earned. That's okay."
no!"
Zhao Qingsong smiled: "Don't worry, brother, please settle the account clearly. I won't lose you, nor will I lose you. I also have a family to support, and I won't give you everything I earn. But, brother, I
To give you a thorough explanation, the pears I sold cost two cents more than they thought. The ten thousand I gave you was after deducting the costs of these years and setting aside fertilizer and labor costs for the coming year. This is the ledger.
, take a look."
"I won't read it. I believe you. Besides, I can't understand this account book. I just know that you won't lose money to me."
Zhao Qingsong smiled and taught him how to read the account books. From how to grow pears, Zhao Qingsong would tell Zhao Qingyang everything he learned and comprehended, and he would naturally tell him now.
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"Brother Song."
Song Xiaoshan came to see Zhao Qingsong that day.
When Zhao Qingsong was pulling the fruit out, he found several people pulling the goods, all of them tractor drivers. Song Xiaoshan also came to help, and of course he was not driving a pig farm tractor.
The one opened by Zhao Qingsong.
Zhao Qingsong also built a tractor himself. If he is not pressed for time, he can drive it himself. He can't get up from the bicycle, but this kind of tractor can be fine if he drives it slowly.
They were mainly bought to pull fertilizers. When the snowflake pear was harvested, Song Xiaoshan came to help Zhao Qingsong after finishing the work on the pig farm.
Seeing that the pears planted by Zhao Qingsong were growing so well, Song Xiaoshan regretted not planting them with Zhao Qingsong in the first place.
But if he were to do it again, he probably wouldn't choose to grow pears because he doesn't have that much money.
Now that he has some money, he also heard rumors that Zhao Qingsong earned 40,000 yuan from selling pears.
His mind immediately became active, he packed up, and came to find Zhao Qingsong. Of course, he didn't come to verify whether Zhao Qingsong had really earned 40,000 yuan.
Instead, he wanted to find Zhao Qingsong to lead him to plant pear trees.
Zhao Qingsong has been growing this pear tree for several years, so he must have a lot of experience. Moreover, Song Xiaoshan has always had a mysterious admiration for Zhao Qingsong.
He only believed that Zhao Qingsong led him to grow pears.
There are many people outside who want to grow pears, and it’s not like they haven’t thought about asking Zhao Qingsong, but some are holding back, thinking that if Zhao Qingsong can grow pears well, they must also be able to grow pears well, so they don’t ask.
I feel that I am not familiar with Zhao Qingsong, so I dare to come and ask.
But Song Xiaoshan is different.
He was familiar with Zhao Qingsong, so he didn't care so much, so he came directly to ask.
"You also want to grow pears?" Zhao Qingsong was a little surprised after hearing Song Xiaoshan's intention.
According to Song Xiaoshan's character, Zhao Qingsong thought he would choose a stable job and get money quickly.
"It takes time to grow pears. I've been putting money into them for the past few years. You know that, right? The harvest just started this year." Zhao Qingsong suddenly laughed, "You also heard the news outside, right?"
Song Xiaoshan nodded: "But it's not just for this reason. Brother, let me tell you the truth. I can't keep working on the pig farm. I have several people in my family to eat. I think I have to work hard to make money and always give
How much money can a person earn from working? Brother, I have never figured out what to do. The hilltop allocated to my family is empty. Although it is small, it only has twenty acres."
He looked at Zhao Qingsong: "It's empty, it's empty. I don't expect to be able to take over such a big farm like you. I plan to plant about ten acres. I don't need to hire labor. My wife and I will be busy."
Already."
"It's a good idea," Zhao Qingsong looked at Song Xiaoshan with a look of relief, "Okay, now that you've become a father, you're finally on the safe side and you should consider it."
"It's all my brother who taught me well." Song Xiaoshan said something nice to Zhao Qingsong right away.
Zhao Qingsong was also used to it, and he said: "Okay, I will help you plant pears. But not now, after the New Year, I will take you to select seedlings."
Zhao Qingsong agreed, but Song Xiaoshan didn't ask so many questions. He didn't ask him why he had to wait until after the New Year, couldn't he do it now, or anything like that.
Anyway, he just followed blindly, whatever Brother Song said.