Chapter 4 New Plan (Please collect!) Xiasha Village. Zhang Chi asked Chen Hui to park the car next to the land contracted by Lao Zhang. Looking at the huge open space full of weeds and rocks, Zhang Chi felt hopeless. Chen Hui lit a cigarette and consoled him, "Your father was also fooled. He believed everything the village committee said." Zhang Chi frowned and asked curiously, "Why not? Wouldn't it be convenient for tourists to have a parking lot here?" Chen Hui was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "You haven't been back for so long that you don't know. Originally, our village was developed around the entrance to the village, but later someone came up with a weird idea to build the road to the back of the village, next to the foot of Dalong Mountain. Who would come here anymore?" Zhang Chi's expression changed and he looked back, only to find that there was only a two-lane road at the entrance of the village. He himself didn't know much about it, but after listening to Chen Hui's explanation, he realized that the area developed by the village was completely different from the parking lot contracted by his father. There was Xiasha Village in between, so only a fool would drive the car here on purpose. Zhang Chi was worried about the whereabouts of his 15 yuan savings. After exchanging a few brief greetings with Chen Hui, he hurried home.
As soon as I arrived at the door of my house, I saw Lao Zhang carrying a hoe and a winnowing basket, and it seemed that he was about to go to the fields. The father and son met head-on at the gate of the yard. Old Zhang was quite happy to see his son suddenly come back. Not wanting to ask Zhang Chi, he asked, "Dad, did you use my money to contract the land at the entrance of the village?" Old Zhang was stunned at first, then he laughed out loud with a guilty conscience: "Well, I just think it's a fool not to take advantage of a bargain. Such a large piece of land is only 25 yuan for 20 years, which is less than yuan a year, so...haha." Zhang Chi speechlessly told the news he got from Chen Hui. When Old Zhang heard this, he felt even more ashamed. How could he not know about this? He even went to the village committee several times just because of this matter. But the contract has been signed, and there is nothing he can do even if he sues the city. However, Lao Zhang is not doing nothing. He went to clear the weeds and rocks today. No matter what, the money has been paid and he has to get some of his capital back. Whether he has a car or not, it costs 10 yuan to park one, which is still some income for a day. This is true. The entrance of Xiasha Village is connected to the coastline, and there are some city people coming here to play on weekdays. In the past, there was no place to park, so everyone just parked on the roadside, and many cars were scratched by ox carts or tractors. Now there is a parking lot at the entrance of the village, which makes it more convenient for tourists from the city. After listening to Lao Zhang's explanation, Zhang Chi gradually became less angry. If it is true as Lao Zhang said, that he can earn about a hundred yuan a day on weekdays and several hundred yuan on weekends and holidays, then this investment is not actually a loss, it's just that the investment cycle is a bit too long. Compared with the crowded scene at Dalong Mountain at the entrance of the village, there is a world of difference. "How about you go with dad to take a look and give me a hand?" Zhang Chi was speechless at Lao Zhang's casualness. He looked towards the house and asked curiously, "Where's my mom?" Old Zhang pointed his lips in the direction of Dalong Mountain and said, "Your mother went to the mountain to sell water early in the morning and earned about a hundred yuan a day." Zhang Chi raised his eyebrows. His mother is 56 years old this year and still has to carry water to the mountain to sell. He felt it was quite sad.
Seeing Lao Zhang's accustomed look, Zhang Chi became furious again. But now is not the time to make a fuss, the important thing is to make money as soon as possible. If Lao Zhang hadn't emptied the family's money to contract a parking lot, my mother probably wouldn't have gone to sell water. The solution is very simple, which is to increase the family savings again so that my mother can stay at home and be a full-time housewife with peace of mind. Thinking of this, Zhang Chi nodded, put down his suitcase and backpack, and followed Lao Zhang back to the parking lot at the entrance of the village. They met many villagers on the way. They all looked unhappy when they saw Lao Zhang, but they were quite polite to Zhang Chi and even exchanged a few words with him. Zhang Chi also realized that many people in the village were probably waiting to laugh at his family. Two hundred thousand. Even if they could earn 200 yuan a day, it would take a long time to recover the investment. The father and son walked to the parking lot in silence. To be realistic, it was still a wasteland full of weeds. This piece of land used to be the village's threshing ground. As fewer and fewer people farmed, the farmland was turned into buildings and nurseries. The threshing ground was completely abandoned and became a place where construction waste was piled up in the village. "Let's start from the roadside and make a flat area so that people from the city can park their cars in the afternoon." Lao Zhang lit a cigarette, spat into his palms, rubbed them, and was about to start smoking. Seeing this, Zhang Chi looked around in silence. After working in a big city for a few years, I have some basic knowledge. This piece of land is about 1,500 square meters. If you want to park, it would be best to pave it all with cement, and also set up auxiliary facilities such as entrances and exits and lane guides. Of course, if possible, a simple toilet and bathroom might be able to attract a wave of customers. After all, there is a beach just a few dozen meters away, and there is no place providing clean water. Normally when people come to visit, they either bring their own water to wash their feet or go to the village to buy water. Zhang Chi remembered his mother saying that several families at the entrance of the village could earn dozens of yuan a day by selling water. I think it was 5 yuan or something like that for a bucket of water, but I don’t remember. "Hey, what is this?" Zhang Chi looked around and his attention was attracted by something blocked by a patch of reeds. Old Zhang looked back and said with a smile, "Those are the beach cars that the village purchased before. They have become scrap after years of no one taking care of them. I'll have someone come and take them away later. Please help me clean up this area first." Zhang Chi walked forward and pressed one of the beach cars with his left hand, and a familiar light curtain instantly appeared. 【…】 Really trustworthy. Zhang Chi turned around excitedly and asked, "Dad, are these also in the contract?" Lao Zhang was stunned for a moment, took a puff of cigarette, and replied, "Yes, and the tourist service center at the beach is also ours."
Zhang Chi turned his head and his eyes suddenly lit up. The old and dilapidated tourist service center across the road was also funded by the village. It was originally a big project that was intended to generate income for the village, just like the beach buggy. Who would have thought that after a few years of operation, the business would be unable to make ends meet, the receptionist changed from a young girl to an old lady, and the business was eventually closed down. Zhang Chi thought there was only a piece of vacant space, but now there is a passenger service center, so the problems with toilets and restrooms have been solved. and…… Zhang Chi looked at the twenty dune buggies in the haystack and his heart moved. Perhaps, my first pot of gold will start from these beach buggies. Thinking of this, Zhang Chi excitedly walked towards the passenger service center across the street. Push open the broken glass door. The room was in a mess. Someone had moved the computer on the desk away, and the walls were covered in graffiti. Zhang Chi looked around and felt that the area was quite large, probably about 30 square meters. "It's OK. If you can't afford a house, then you can just start repairing the car first!" Zhang Chi smiled brightly and took out his cell phone to purchase a batch of basic car repair tools. At the same time, he was also thinking about how to repair those ATVs without anyone noticing, after all, that was the first pot of gold in his plan. (End of this chapter)