I build an oasis in the northwest

Chapter 65
Zhang Zizheng briefly explained how to deal with it, and after knowing that someone was paying attention, Chen Mu also forgot about the fake saplings.

He glanced towards the competition stage. At this time, there were more than 20 ewes waiting for scoring in the background, and a brisk walking session was being arranged in the distance. He looked at Zhang Zizheng with a hint of pity in his eyes.

Sure enough, these days, in order to attract attention, all departments are under pressure.

I heard that Qinghai Lake has reached a new peak in the number of tourists this year. At the end of July, the number of tourists has already exceeded the record from the previous year to October.

The Culture and Tourism Bureau is both a publicity department and a department that needs to formulate tourism policies. No, when the top says something, the people below have to think hard.

I don't know where I learned it from. This year, the sheep queen selection, the folk song competition, and the running and brisk walking competition are held here again.

Chen Mu asked curiously: "Elbow, has the number of tourists increased recently?"

"Including the locals who came to participate in the competition, it can be regarded as an increase." Zhang Zizheng sighed, and said very salty: "There are changes in the data, as long as they can make a difference, it doesn't matter."

For him, he just wants to stay in the spotlight and get through the past two years without making any mistakes. As for the rest, it doesn't matter.

Chen Mu, who has been busy making money recently, is very envious when he sees the other person's working status.

He also seems to want to be a salted fish who doesn't care about his future and is not afraid of spending money!
Shaking his head and suppressing the envy in his heart, Chen Mu asked another matter that he was most concerned about.

"Elbow, what happened to the ticket package?"

"It's still in the process of applying, but you have to be mentally prepared. There are few tourists here, so it's unlikely to come down." Zhang Zizheng replied.

All the tourist attractions here have to spend money to buy tickets. The ticket prices of eight or nine attractions added together are not a small amount.

In the past, I asked Zhang Zizheng to use internal employee benefits to buy it at a low price, but as the number of tourists received increased, more and more tickets were purchased, including many for children.

In this way, Zhang Zizheng was considered to be seeking personal gain with welfare, and was even interviewed specially.

So for the group he brought this time, he bought the tickets at full price. Calculated, it cost one or two hundred more per person than the previous few times!

Chen Mu sighed: "Okay, the full price is the full price."

Although he was talking to Zhang Zizheng, most of Chen Mu's attention was still on those children.

"Hey, these are chamaejasma flower, it's poisonous, if you touch it, mom and dad will cry, don't touch it!" Seeing them reaching out to pick chamaejasma flower, Chen Mu hurriedly stopped it, and pulled the leash , pulling them away from each other.

Just then, the assembly alarm clock he ordered rang.

He took out his mobile phone and sent messages one by one to the eight staff members who helped lead the horses, asking them to bring the tourists back to the gathering place at the entrance of Huahai.

After all, outsiders rarely know how to ride and train horses like their locals. For safety, it is natural to bring a horse breeder when riding a horse.

He glanced at the children who were yelling and felt a headache for a while.

It happened that Zhang Zizheng had garlands for sheep over there. He took a few and put them on them one by one. After they calmed down, he spoke.

"Everyone, little darlings, follow your brother. It's time for us to go find our parents."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Zhang Zizheng: "We are going to eat Mongolian meal at noon, do you want to go together?"

"There are activities in the afternoon, so I can't go away for too long at noon." Zhang Zizheng refused.

Chen Mu nodded, and then took the five children to the entrance to wait for the tourists to come.

Zhang Zizheng looked at his back with envy flashing in his eyes.

Ten minutes later, when the tourists gathered, Chen Mu loudly announced the next destination.

"Dear tourists, next we are going to taste the second special food on this trip - Mongolian food. Please follow my footsteps, we are going there now."

These people knew about it before they came, and they knew that there would be no additional mandatory consumption during the journey, so they were all looking forward to hearing this.

"Mongolian food? I don't know how it's different from the Uighur food I ate last night."

"I heard that we can eat delicacies from four ethnic groups on this journey, Uighurs, Mongolians, Tibetans and Kazakhs. But my friend said they all have more meat."

"Haha, I heard that by the end of the meal, I felt that there was too much meat and I couldn't even eat it."

Although they all drove their own cars, it was convenient to chat because there was a walkie-talkie in the car. They talked and laughed and drove towards the old Mongolian restaurant that Mongolian classmate Agudamu brought him to the town.

It's only eleven o'clock, it's not time for lunch, and there are not many customers in the store.

Qi Qige, who had received the news in advance, was standing at the door of the hotel, waiting for Chen Mu and his party.

After seeing the familiar gray Wuling Hongguang, he greeted it.

"Saibanu, Xiaomu."

"He is Sabinu, Aunt Qiqige."

Qi Qige looked at the tourists who got off the bus behind him, greeted them with a smile, and invited them into the shop.

The Mongolian people don't mind greetings. They can use the more formal Saibainu and other Saibainu, they can also say Sainu among acquaintances, and they can also say hello in the Xia language.

So Chen Mu just said the address before coming again, but didn't focus on letting them remember it.

I just want to focus on saying that Mongolians generally greet each other when they meet.

So the tourists who got off the bus greeted each other according to the address they could remember. Anyway, it was Saibainu, Sainu, hello mixed with greetings.

Although he had experienced it several times, Qi Qige still felt very happy listening to it, and squinted his eyes with a smile.

But in the eyes of tourists, this is what it means to welcome them very much.

Chen Mu came to Qiqige's side after the tourists were given their own solitary space according to their families.

"Aunt Qiqige, this time we will reduce some red food and add more green food. In the purple food, we will put less fruit sticks and more fried rice. The five children are still young, so add more white food to them. .”

Qi Qige recorded Chen Mu's request one by one, but after recording, she said with some hesitation.

"Are you sure you want to reduce red food?"

Red food is an essential part of Mongolian cuisine, and it is also the food with the largest portion.

"Yeah." Chen Mu nodded: "Less down."

He was also helpless.

After being told by countless tourists that "there is too much meat, it is too greasy", he decided to change his eating strategy every time he entertained, adding more green food and reducing red food.

After all, the delicacies included in the itinerary, except for the Tibetans who have more tsampa and highland barley, are heavy in oil and meat, which is really easy to get greasy.

For the satisfaction of tourists on the journey, the dedicated tour guide Chen humbly adopts the opinions of tourists and makes improvements.

After ten or twenty minutes, large plates for one person were delivered to the tourists one by one.

Because it is the meal included in the tourist fee, the meal on each plate is the same, but it is guaranteed that there are four kinds of food, red, white, purple and green.

(End of this chapter)