Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 968: Qiaoqiao bargains for 950.

Chapter 968: Qiaoqiao bargains for 950.

The situation at Shitou Slope is a bit more complicated than that of Yunqiao Village.

Their village secretary was also appointed, but Yunqiao Village has Secretary Xiaozu carrying all the weight, whereas Shitou Slope also has a village head elected by the local villagers.

When there’s something to be done, several people have to tug of war over it; in any case, the efficiency is significantly lower. But ultimately, nobody really resorted to any dirty tricks on Bags Mountain, which by comparison was already quite by the book.

Thus Secretary Xiaozu was being deliberately rude, hoping to make others feel that she was not easy to speak with, to instigate some caution in their actions. Now that a group was just nodding over and over, she was left without much to say.

She had no choice but to take out the contract: "Take another look, if it’s good, let’s sign."

Whether they understood or not, everyone swarmed over anyway, then got so dizzy from the dense small print and the confusing ’Party A’ and ’Party B’ that they only focused on the sum—

yuan per mu of land!

Geez! That’s Shitou Slope! 80 yuan per mu on Shitou Slope?!

The villagers were envious to the core, though they would also benefit somewhat from this deal. But isn’t it true there are nearly 200 private mu among it?

Everyone’s gaze was now on the village head.

The village head picked up his teacup, thinking to say something, then remembering the setback the secretary faced just now, became much more cautious with his words:

"80 yuan per mu... That’s practically a steal!"

Secretary Xiaozu didn’t think much of the old man.

The initial contract negotiations were with the village secretary, who asked for 66 yuan. She agreed, and the two sides even cordially discussed future development... Not to mention, with over 600 mu of land, just scattering some grass seeds isn’t something one can handle alone. Now that the land is going to someone else, the village could certainly benefit from it, right?

But who knew that this old fellow would stick his oar in, insisting that the secretary was an outsider, not pained by selling his ancestors’ land, stirring up the villagers who originally agreed to remain silent, and in the end, slowly negotiated the price up to 80 yuan.

A difference of 14 yuan per mu wasn’t much, but it also depended on what kind of land. For prime, fertile land, Song Tan could pay 300 per mu. But if Shitou Slope was fit for proper use, wouldn’t someone have taken it over these years?

So without lifting her head, she responded to their sighs: "Anyway, we haven’t signed the contract yet. If you really aren’t happy with it, we can just forget the whole deal."

The moment she said this, there was immediate unrest around her.

The village head quickly smiled, "What are you saying? I’m also thinking for the good of everyone in the village... let’s go with 80 then!"

"Mmh," Secretary Xiaozu said, seemingly indifferent, but then added: "Right, once the contract is signed, we’ll set up a fence around this piece of land. It’s private property, so it won’t be convenient for villagers to go there anymore—though it’s all rocks, and you guys couldn’t really use it before anyway, so it shouldn’t affect anything, right?"

The village head’s expression tightened: "What do you mean by that? No matter what you do up there, we can’t go inside to steal, can we? Everyone lives close by, fencing it off would be like slapping me in the face, wouldn’t it?"

Secretary Xiaozu got to play the bad guy all on her own, and seeing that she was about to speak up, Song Tan quickly interjected:

"It’s fine! How about we don’t fence it then. I see that the head has quite the reputation in their village, everyone respects him. Why not let him sign a contract for us..."

Song Tan glanced at the surrounding onlookers, her expression sincere: "If a villager accidentally damages something inside, let the head compensate at the same rate! With his prestige and consideration for everyone, the villagers wouldn’t let him suffer losses, right?"

Secretary Xiaozu was somewhat troubled and reluctantly said: "That could work."

The onlooking village secretaries: ...Hold it in, don’t laugh.

The village head: ...Why should he be the one to compensate?

Damn right he knew what the villagers were capable of – he had his finger on the pulse.

"You two young girls are really sharp-tongued... I didn’t say you can’t fence it off, it’s your land, do with it what you want."

"Hmm." Song Tan was serious: "We hired a lawyer team from out of town, and if you’re not reassured, you could go around the village and ask about it; they’re still at our house right now..."

It seems that her words were too harsh, so she quickly added:

"Both our villages are neighbors, and you can rest assured that when the time comes, my compensation won’t be high, at most we’ll go through a few more lawsuits... but that won’t really have any effect, none of our direct descendants up to three generations are planning on taking civil service exams or joining the military, right? It won’t affect anything."

Villagers: ...

I mean, we’re just talking about leasing a deserted Shitou Slope, how did it turn into an issue of the next three generations taking civil service exams? Many people in the village have grandkids still in elementary school!

Is this really necessary?

The young people these days really don’t understand personal relationships! But hey, Lao Song’s Family from Yunqiao Village sounds pretty good, huh? How did they learn to talk like this? Yi, it must be the village director who’s impressive...

Everyone grudgingly said: "Why make such a fuss, the Shitou Slope isn’t even ours, there’s nothing valuable enough to bother about, you can fence it off with corrugated metal if you want... Just sign it, hurry up and sign, and then we can all go have a meal together..."

...

On the way back, Qiaoqiao asked curiously, "Sister, is it because we didn’t offer enough money?"

Without waiting for Song Tan’s response, he asked again: "But if the money is too little, why would they sell? And everyone seemed so happy when you signed."

Song Tan opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but didn’t know what to say, so she turned the topic back: "It’s a complicated issue, you can go back and have Teacher Xin explain it well to you."

"There’s nothing difficult to answer about this." Secretary Xiaozu, sitting in the back of the truck, disapproved of Song Tan’s evasion: "Qiaoqiao, let me tell you, they were hemming and hawing at first because they wanted to sell for a bit more... You’ve seen how people haggle, right? Buyers want it cheaper, sellers want more."

With this explanation, Qiaoqiao immediately understood, and eagerly enacted in real-time: "Like that thing—[I really can’t sell for 100, I’m taking a loss! Alright, forget it... sigh, fine, I’ll give it to you for 100]"

Excited, he asked: "Is that how it works?"

"Exactly!" Secretary Xiaozu clapped her hands: "Smart Qiaoqiao! That’s exactly it!"

"Oh..." Qiaoqiao pondered thoughtfully.

That same night, he opened the link to the Peppa stickers he had set his eyes on:

"Boss, 9.9 is too expensive, will you sell for 8.8?"

Seller: ????!

He clicked back to his own Peach Treasure Shop, high-definition waterproof tattoo stickers of Peppa Pig at 9.9 yuan each with free shipping. Expensive? Not at all!

Moreover, isn’t it excessive to bargain for such things?

He coolly replied: [Sorry dear, ours is a small business, no haggling please!]

Qiaoqiao blinked in confusion: Something about this process doesn’t seem quite right, yet somehow it does...

So he tried again: "If you don’t sell, then I’m leaving woof."

The other party: [Okay dear.]

Qiaoqiao: ...

What’s going on?! Isn’t it like in the TV shows and when bargaining for clothes at the market, where they call you back and then agree to 8.8 for one?

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