My village can't be like this

Chapter 73 Development Plan (Please collect and recommend)
Zhang An actually couldn't understand the old village head's expression of enjoyment while smoking a cigarette. Is smoking so enjoyable?
In his previous life, Zhang An often smoked, but he always wanted to find something to vent when he was stressed, but he didn't smoke much in normal times.

But when I smoke by myself, I can't feel the feeling of their enjoyment at all.

In my previous life, because I bought a house in the city and had to bear a large mortgage, my salary was only that little, so I had to split my monthly salary to save money.

"You guys had a good time playing today. Your fishing skills are very good. People often came to our place to fish before. Some caught and some didn't, but you are still the best."

The old uncle of the village head gave everyone a thumbs up.

"Hahaha, you're too good at it. It's because there are so many and big fish in our big river that we enjoy fishing."

Everyone was humble with the old village chief, but Li Hongbin was a little guilty.

"Besides, you guys caught so many fish, and you didn't take any of them away, and gave them to our villagers. This has never been done before. My old man thanked you all on behalf of everyone.

In the future, everyone will come more, what do you want to eat? If Zhang An is not ready, tell the old man that although the old man is old, the skill of going into the mountains to catch chickens and rabbits is still there. "

"Then let's thank old uncle first, and we won't have to come here often in the future."

"Then we welcome it. It is my old man's wish for nobles like you to come to our door."

Among them, Dong Jingzhi and Zhong Chengyuan were the oldest, in their thirties.

The old uncle looks like he is in his 50s, and he seems to be of the same generation as their father.

But because they are all from the same way, they don't feel any generation gap when they speak.

"By the way, I heard some of you talking about our village just now, is it convenient to tell the old man with me?"

"Uncle, what you said, what can't you say?"

Dong Jingzhi picked up his teacup, took a sip, and continued.

"We were discussing the village of Changqing with Zhang An just now. The natural conditions are good. If it develops well, many people should be willing to come and play."

The old village chief usually goes to the town for meetings and has heard a lot of reports on this.

But basically they are from other places, and none of them are about Changqing. All in all, they are just to learn.

Today, it was hard for someone to tell him this, but he became serious. Other things are fine, but when it comes to things in the village, the village chief and uncle start to get serious.

"Oh? Does this condition still exist in our village? You are the first person to say that. Please tell me about it."

The old uncle is really like a serious student, he doesn't smoke anymore, and has a correct attitude of asking for advice.

"Look, old man, our village is backed by mountains and fronted by big rivers. It's the so-called good home with green mountains and green waters. Isn't it all there? I see that there are many tile houses made of wood in the village. It looks quite new, as if it has not been built for many years, there are still people who know this craft in the village, these are the advantages of your village."

In the past, when new houses were built in the village, it was quite difficult to find stones to build them. At that time, the traffic was inconvenient, and the sand and gravel field had not yet opened, so most of the houses in the village were built of wood. Now there are many old people in the village. know this craft.

It's just that everyone doesn't care about this craft now, and thinks that what can't be obtained is the best.

So many people learn how to build stone walls. In the later generations, the old people who know this craft are gone, and the technology is lost.

"But the shortcomings are also obvious. First of all, there are basically no public facilities, roads need to be repaired, and people have to have places to eat and go to the toilet when they come. There isn’t that much money to be invested in it, and even if it were, no one would want to just do it.”

"So I suggest that Zhang An do it first. He is relatively young and has ideas. If he succeeds here and attracts people to the village, it will be very helpful to the development of the village. Others see Zhang An making money. Yes, and I am willing to fight hard.”

"You don't need to think too much about other things. In fact, the old uncle can start now. First, clean up the environment in the village. There should not be so many animal feces on the road, and clean up the dry toilets of each house. These can be done now. Yes, there is no need to spend any money, so that others will have a good mood when they come. Even if there is no result in the end, a good environment is not bad for everyone, you are right."

When Dong Jingzhi said, the old uncle listened carefully, and sometimes took out the small notebook in his pocket to write it down.

"Uncle, that's all my suggestions for now, more can actually be discussed with young people, they have flexible minds."

"Thank you very much, Mr. Dong. What you said tonight is really suitable for our current situation. Thank you, old man." After listening to the old village chief, he stood up and took Dong Jingzhi's hand with both hands and thanked him.

After this discussion, Dong Jingzhi's image in the old man's heart immediately grew.

"Uncle, you are being polite. This is just for everyone to discuss at leisure. There is nothing else."

Since it was getting late, it was time for everyone to go back to town.

Zhang An went back to the house and filled a small cage of tea for each of them.

Zhang An asked the old people in the village to weave this cage. It is a small bamboo tube woven with bamboo strips, which can hold about two or three taels of dry tea. It looks good and looks grand as a gift.

These tea leaves were not picked from the mountains, but grown in Zhang An's own space.

A few people liked this tea before, so before leaving, Zhang An prepared to pack a basket by himself.

"It's getting late, everyone has to go back to the town, and I won't keep you anymore. This is the camellia I picked this year. Although it's not a lot, everyone should take it back to taste something new."

Zhang An handed each of the woven bamboo tubes in his hand.

Needless to say, a few people quite liked it, not only the tea, but also this beautiful handicraft made by the editor-in-chief.

"Then thank you, Brother Zhang An. We will not refuse this kind of good tea, especially this tube, which is quite beautiful."

Zhang An sent the group to the drying yard all the way. Before Chen Ze got into the car, he took out a stack of money and handed it to Zhang An.

"Zhang An, this is the lottery I lost in a bet, take it."

"Old Chen, when did you make the bet, I don't know why."

Zhang An refused without thinking.

"It was when I was fishing in the afternoon that I proposed it. I didn't expect to slap myself in the face. Don't refuse. Uncle and aunt have been busy from morning to night because of our arrival today. They just took a rest. Not much money represents all of us. It’s a wish, and you see, we even eat and take, if you don’t accept it, we will be embarrassed to come here in the future.”

While talking to Zhang An, Chen Ze stuffed the money into Zhang An's pocket.

"Okay, you go back, we will come again next time."

After speaking, he started the car and took everyone to the entrance of the village.

Everyone also said goodbye to Zhang An in the car.

Zhang An didn't return home until several cars disappeared at Shiyakou.

Back home, Zhang An handed the money given by Chen Ze to his mother to keep it. He didn't count it just now, but touched a lot.

Wang Fang took the money and looked it over carefully, and found that there were about a dozen of them, all of which were hundred-yuan bills.

"Xiao An, why are there so many? This is just for a meal. How can I get so much money from others?"

Hearing this, Zhang An took it and counted it, and there were more than 1000 yuan.

Originally thought that only four or five hundred yuan would be enough, but when he thought of Chen Ze, Zhang An figured it out. This guy is very generous every time he makes a move.

This is already a lot of money in the mountains, at least it is a season of crops in the field.

It is not easy for other families in the village to try to save 1000 yuan a year, and they have to live frugally.

Zhang An's family is already considered to be a part of the less stressed part of Changqing Village, because there is only one child in the family, Zhang An, and the pressure of life is much less.

Because of Wang Fang's poor health in Zhang An's family, after Zhang An was born, Zhang Jianguo did not plan to have any more children. At that time, this behavior puzzled many people.

If Wang Fang was in better health, Zhang An would definitely have younger brothers and sisters.

But even so, there will be 300 yuan left in the past few years, and it will be even less in the first few years when it was opened.

This is the result of Wang Fang's constant frugality.

In another family, there are three or four children in the family, and a bunch of people are waiting to eat and spend money.

Although Changqing Village distributed land with fewer people and more land, the land allocated to each household was basically twice that of other mountain villages.

It is because there are too few people and too much land, so many people moved to Changqing Village before the land was divided, otherwise Changqing Village would only have thirty or fifty families now.

But even so, each family can save 1000 yuan a year is the most capable.

"Mom, it's okay, let's take it first, and people won't accept the money when I exchange it back. Next time I go to the city, I will give someone some good things from our mountains. You and my dad have been tired all day today. busy before and after."

"What's so tiring about cooking? It's much easier than growing crops. Our family is tired and hard growing crops all year round, so we only have more than 1000 yuan left."

Wang Fang is very happy, the money is better than farming.

"Mom, why don't our family build a farmhouse for people to have fun in the village in the future, your craftsmanship will definitely be liked by many people, and it must be much better than our family's hard work for a year of farming."

Zhang An took the opportunity to suggest to his mother. In fact, he had long wanted to persuade his mother to put down some field work, but his parents are the kind of masters who can take time off and will not be idle. They have to move after a day or two of rest. Find work.

In their words, people can't steal, rape and play tricks, otherwise there will always be a day of sitting and eating.

"But Xiao An, can this be done without growing crops? Someone will come to our corner of the mountain without incident."

Wang Fang couldn't believe what Zhang An said.

"How could no one come? Why don't you just come today? Besides, the smell of wine is not afraid of deep alleys, and there is no need for people to come every day. Even if some people come a month, it's easier than being in the field, and it's not like you don't cultivate land , just plant less, and you will have time to do this.”

No matter what Zhang An said, Wang Fang was still skeptical. She felt that people in the city came to the countryside when they were free.

But it’s really only the people in the city who are free and have nothing to do. Now that the country is developing its economy at a high speed, the rich people in the city will become richer, and the poor people in the mountains will become poorer and poorer.

Those who travel in the later generations are always crowded with people every holiday. They are no longer going to have fun and see the scenery, but to be crowded with people.

And everyone likes to go to a place to play, nothing more than those places have beautiful scenery, delicious food, and fun.

In my own village, this big river alone will attract a lot of people's attention. If there is room, I will get more fish in, and I will ask Dong Jingzhi to help publicize it, make some stunts, hold a fishing contest or something, this man Didn't he get attracted?

The more Zhang An thought about it, the more he felt that it was feasible. If this matter was done well, not only would it be good for his family, but also his parents would not have to be so tired.

It is also of great benefit to the development of Changqing, and everyone's life will be improved a lot.

However, this matter needs to be discussed with the village chief. There are still a lot of animal feces and excrement on these roads in the village, and there are dry toilets with open doors everywhere. If others come to see this, they must be a little upset. I definitely don't want to come back in the future.

Moreover, the village lacks a lot of facilities. As far as the village is concerned, there is only Zhang Xinmin’s canteen in the village. When people come to buy food and drink, or find a place to rest, there is no way to do it now.

Still have to take it step by step slowly, anyway, it's not in a hurry.

When you think it over, you can discuss it with the village head and uncle.

(End of this chapter)