Chapter 175

Zhang Yanping hummed a song all the way back.

Out of ten people, six had ordered extra buns. Although it was only one or two each, adding it all up could only make a hundred yuan or so... but what do you call this?

This is called a 'grand opening'!

He was delighted and became increasingly expectant for noon.

Looking at Song Tan, however, she frowned slightly: "My purple cloud clover sells for twenty a jin."

It was clear she felt ten yuan wasn't very profitable.

Zhang Yanping was startled:

"Tantan, you can't go raising prices like this! Purple cloud clover sells for twenty yuan a jin, but look, how many shredded leaves are in one bun?"

"The duckweed floating in your duck feeding basin is more than that!"

With this analogy, those who didn't know might think their family was cutting corners when cooking.

Song Tan couldn't help but be speechless.

"I was just saying that; isn't the main point to develop big clients who are willing to spend money?"

Pondering the few people who came today, she couldn't help but ask: "Brother Yanping, look at the people you invited today; which one of them can spend money like water?"

"Men, you know," Zhang Yanping put on an expression of being very knowledgeable: "As long as it suits their taste, they never calculate when spending money."

"If you don't believe me, go ask my uncle; his fishing skills are terrible, but that doesn't stop him from wanting a good fishing rod."

"Poor students have many stationery items, while top students want to strive for perfection; the principle is the same for both men and women."

But he clearly didn't quite understand: "Tantan, why are you in such a hurry?"

Song Tan sighed: "No money!"

"I originally planned that the house issue could be put off until the end of the year or next year."

But now there are more and more people in the small courtyard, and it's inconvenient to brush teeth and wash faces, not to mention the work later on.

Yet she still owes money to the village, and the subsidies are arriving slowly, one by one; distant water cannot quench near thirst.

"I plan to hire a designer online to properly plan the house and take advantage of the free time to tidy up the courtyard. Doesn't that cost money too?"

If her family had money, and if they had more land, they would have hired a farmland planner from the very beginning, and wouldn't be doing things step by step like this now.

Zhang Yanping, who was also empty-handed, had a blank look in his eyes:

"Sigh, poverty!"

The poverty duo dragged the heavy fish traps back, and Song Tan turned around and called the village secretary again:

"Secretary, can the homestead of my house be expanded?"

What could be impossible about that?

Zhu Jun never stopped smiling when facing Song Tan, and at this moment, she also invited her to the village office with a similarly amiable expression.

Then she poured a cup of plain water, sipping her own fragrant green tea.

While at it, she asked: "It's your own family's tea, so I don't need to treat you to it, right? It's quite expensive."

Song Tan didn't mind at all; remembering that this secretary was also a wealthy person who was willing to spend money, she asked happily:

"Secretary, put in more tea leaves when brewing! That way the tea fragrance will be rich; putting in just three or five leaves like that doesn't look right."

However, Zhu Jun herself was just someone on a fixed salary, and she didn't fall for that at all, just smiling and changing the subject: "If you hadn't come to ask about the homestead, I was planning to ask you if you want to renovate your house? It would be so convenient to clear out that large open space at the entrance."

The location of Song Tan's house is not considered superior.

Of course, in this remote countryside, there is no such thing as superior or inferior. But her family's location still seemed a bit remote.

Behind the house is the back mountain, and in front of the door is a concrete road that only allows one car to pass; you have to go around the bamboo forest and the pond to reach the main road that connects the villages.

The only advantage is that because it's remote, the area allocated when building the house was large; the main house is a full 120 square meters, and the courtyard is also about 50 square meters.

You know, self-built houses in the village don't have shared areas, and the kitchen, dining room, and toilet are all outside the main house. Usually, it looks exceptionally spacious, just like everyone else's in the village.

Outside the courtyard, there is also a large open space, which was where construction waste was buried when the house was built; the angle is slightly tilted, so Wu Lan planted some pumpkins and winter melons at the entrance, just occupying it.

This was originally a very simple pastoral farmhouse, but now that there are more people, the shortcomings are showing.

First, there is only one toilet in the house, which is very inconvenient.

Second, the kitchen is too small; as Master Seventh said at the beginning: with more people, you can't even move around while cooking.

And then there are the bedrooms.

The only empty room is used by Teacher Xin as a study, bedroom, and classroom; if more people come to the house in the future, there will be no place to sleep.

Thinking of the grand scene where everyone has to queue to brush their teeth in the morning, Song Tan can no longer endure it.

Yunqiao Village is truly poor; having finally found Song Tan, who has the appearance of becoming prosperous, Zhu Jun worries day and night about how to make the other party get rich as soon as possible, improve her political achievements, and incidentally give back to her hometown, moving towards a virtuous cycle...

Therefore, she took the initiative to suggest:

"Your main house can be built into a three-story building, and one side of the courtyard can be expanded into a large kitchen and dining room, and then build a few more toilets..."

"And bring a utility room—you also know that the village now has requirements, and substandard utility sheds will be demolished sooner or later."

"The remaining open space can be left, and half of it can be enclosed as a courtyard; whether it's drying sesame or rice, it's more reassuring on your own ground."

After all, there is no longer a threshing floor in the village.

"The land at the entrance should also be leveled with concrete. When your clients or whoever come by, it will be convenient for them to drive over, right?"

Those anglers drove a total of four cars this morning, and because there was no suitable place to park, they all looked around for whose door had open space and just drove right in.

Zhu Jun said just these few sentences, and Song Tan was a bit dumbfounded:

"Secretary." She asked curiously: "Why are you so thoughtful?"

Zhu Jun also let out a long sigh.

She didn't want to either!

It's just that she has been in the village for a year, and the villagers who should go out to work still go out to work, and those who have no money still have no money.

Of course, she also knows that farmers are hardworking; in this mountainous and hilly area, small-scale or even non-scale farming is difficult to support oneself, but seeing fewer and fewer people in the village, she can't help but feel sad.

She can't respond to any of the policies from above, so she just manages the village's shed repairs and environmental aesthetics every day.

Since she came to the countryside, who doesn't intend to do some business!

Finally, Song Tan came back; she is a first-time entrepreneur, but she can see excellent typical reports from all over the country in her hands!

So she has to seize the opportunity!

At this moment, she took out a pile of classic rural house photos, two-story and three-story large villas, as well as rural workshops and warehouses, with various uses and types, everything one expects to find.

Then she handed them over directly:

"Come, come, come, take a look at your courtyard and house; what kind do you plan to make it?"

Song Tan:...

Actually, she only thought about needing a few toilets at the beginning.