Ding Kaifang took out the draft contract he had prepared. "We'd like to start by signing a ten-year agreement with you. The guaranteed minimum rent is five thousand yuan per mu annually, with any surplus shared based on yield. You'll be in charge of day-to-day management, and the cooperative will provide technical guidance."
Just as Zhou Xiaolin was about to nod, Li Xu suddenly asked, "Brother Zhou, how many years have you been growing watermelons on this plot of land?"
"Huh?" Zhou Xiaolin was taken aback. "This plot... it's been over ten years, I guess. I've grown watermelons every year... But don't worry, I always practice crop rotation."
Zhou Xiaolin's father had been a watermelon farmer, and he himself had been growing them for many years.
He was quite knowledgeable about the basics of growing watermelons.
Li Xu frowned, somewhat puzzled. "I heard the watermelon fields on the east side of your village aren't doing well. Don't they know about crop rotation?"
