Riding the wind of rebirth

In fact, Zhou Zhi had just let it slip; he had simply blurted out a common experience from later generations, forgetting that current government agencies had not yet started doing so.

This involves the allocation of management authority among leaders, which is not something he can comment on. However, if the autonomous prefecture really achieves such measures ahead of schedule based on its own local characteristics and promotes development through multiple channels, it may not necessarily be a bad thing.

These things have nothing to do with Zhou Zhi, so he laughed and said, "If you're not in that position, you shouldn't meddle in its affairs. Be careful your brother-in-law doesn't scold you."

"Why should I be careful? This was his idea. He said that cadres in the prefecture should strengthen their learning, learn to draw inferences from one instance to another, and communicate and cooperate. Therefore, he held a lot of lectures across different units, saying something like... to improve their comprehensive quality." Wu Renzhong laughed and said, "Otherwise, where do you think I learned all this? These are lectures that teachers from the Water Resources Department, Transportation Department, and Tourism Bureau invited from the province to give us."

"You seemed to be paying close attention in class," Zhou Zhi said with a smile. "Actually, we'd love for you to go to cultural, tourism, or radio and television organizations."

"What?"

“That way we can legitimately come here for tourism,” Zhou Zhi laughed. “For example, once a tourist route is developed, you can invite us to come and test the waters. For you, this is just doing your job; for us, it’s called a trial run and experience.”

“You’ve got a good plan,” Wu Renzhong said with a laugh. “Then all the advantages I’ve built up in Lianhe Township over the past few years have been given away.”

Managing culture and tourism is certainly not as important as managing light industry. Although this situation may change subtly with social changes, at least in Liangshan Prefecture at present, managing light industry is obviously easier to achieve results.

However, judging from Wu Renzhong's reaction, he clearly realized the advantages of developing tourism in Liangshan Prefecture, but the golden opportunity has not yet arrived.

"To be honest, I haven't even been to Luoji Mountain yet," Zhou Zhi said with a hint of regret. "I've heard that the scenery along the way is also very beautiful."

"Yes! And I heard that huge hot spring waterfall is also on that route. Let's go there when we have time!"

The main task that night was packing. Setting up the base was quite enjoyable: tarpaulin, tables and chairs, carpets, stove, barbecue grill, various food bags, storage boxes... If we waited until tomorrow morning to pack, it would definitely be too late, so we needed to finish part of it tonight. In the morning, we would only need to pack the tent and sleeping bags briefly before we were ready to go.

All that was left was a frying pan, a milk tea pot, a smoked fish jar, and sauerkraut pancakes. Tomorrow morning, all I have to do is heat up the pancakes, brew a pot of tea, eat my fill, and then I can hit the road.

"I'll go swim another lap." Yan Xiao has been engrossed in fishing these past few days and feels he's missing out by not swimming enough, so he wants to make up for it.

"I'll go with you," Zhou Zhi said. "Put on your waterproof headlamp, or you might get lost while swimming."

"Let's select some photos," Wu Renzhong said. "They're all stunningly beautiful women; let's prepare some tourism resources for the prefecture."

This time, Azi, Mai Xiaomiao, and Shamaricong all brought Yi ethnic costumes. Except for Liang Hong wearing Shamaricong's costume, which was a bit too tight in the chest area, Feng Xueshan wore Azi's clothes and He Shiqing wore Mai Xiaomiao's clothes, which fit perfectly.

When faced with such a stunningly beautiful place, the girls couldn't control their desire to take photos. In the end, Zhou Zhi was so tired that he could only act as a photography instructor, talking and leaving all the work to the girls themselves.

In this atmosphere, the girls became more and more relaxed and bolder. In the end, each of them took a set of "swimsuit photos". With Shama Ri Cong, a former beauty pageant contestant, as the technical advisor, everyone brought their love of beauty to the extreme.

Looking at and choosing photos was a very enjoyable process, and sure enough, the girls surrounded Wu Renzhong, chattering excitedly.

“Alright, then I’ll go swimming with Salt Rat too.” Yang He laughed. “It’s a pity that there are no hot springs like this in Sichuan, otherwise it would be so pleasant.” “Actually, there are.” Zhou Zhi put on his headlamp and started chasing after Yan Xiao, who had already swum some distance away. “There are some at the foot of Xiling Snow Mountain in Dayi, but the environment is far worse than here.”

Yang He also slipped into the water. He didn't have a headlamp, but Zhou Zhi trusted him completely, knowing he wouldn't stray too far from him. He was much less of a worry than Yan Xiao.

When everyone returned from swimming, they had chosen their photos. The one that was unanimously voted as the best was the one where Feng Xueshan was leaning against a pine tree, holding the sleeping Xiao Shunzi.

However, in that photo, although Feng Xueshan was wearing Yi ethnic clothing, she was not wearing any headdress, only a soft ponytail. Combined with the sunlight filtering through the forest, she appeared lazy and peaceful, full of maternal radiance.

It would be perfect as a family photo, but it doesn't capture the essence of the scenery.

After spending their last night at the camp, everyone got up the next morning, ate breakfast in the dawn, led the mules and horses out of the horse farm, packed them up, and formed a caravan to embark on the return journey.

"Why do I feel like they've gotten fatter?" Yan Xiao said. "Look, they've even untied one more knot in their bellybands."

"That's normal, they're fattening up for winter," Azi laughed. "Horse grass and grass seeds are good feed, and they've been enjoying them these past few days."

"Yeah, just like us." Yan Xiao laughed too. "Let's hurry down the mountain and set up our fishing rods in the Meigu River. I want to catch a couple of Ya fish myself!"

"You also lost a game of hosting to us," Yang Honghui joked. "Don't forget the game where he bet with Zhouzi that Zhouzi had to name thirty varieties of colorful forests."

"That's right! Brother Yan Xiao has to treat us when he comes down the mountain!" A Zi exclaimed excitedly.

"Please, please!" Yan Xiao had saved up quite a bit of money by trading stocks with Zhou Zhi over the past few years, so treating everyone was a piece of cake. "And while you're at it, take the Ya fish you caught to be processed."

“You’re really exaggerating,” He Shiqing said. “The fish are still in the river, but the people are still on the mountain.”

"If he can't catch anything, make him take off his pants and go into the river to catch it. He's not allowed to come ashore if he can't catch anything," Zhou Zhi said with a wicked grin.

"You all know how incredibly strong I am right now," Yan Xiao said. "Just wait and see, as long as Mu Jialaha takes me to the fishpond!"

They chatted and laughed all the way back to the grain depot in the last rays of autumn light of the year.

The Yi people's New Year celebrations are not over yet, and the village is still bustling with activity. The horse team encountered Mu Jialaha and Azi Rila holding hands in the square outside the grain station. The two children felt that this was the beginning of their early romance.

This is perfectly normal in Yi areas. Yan Xiao looked on with envy: "That son of a bitch Mu Ga is so arrogant. Back then, we only dared to hold hands in Shipanjiao... Ouch!"

However, because of his careless remarks, He Shiqing pinched him. (End of Chapter)