I build an oasis in the northwest

Chapter 116

Hearing this, Ye Erbolati couldn't help but change her face, and looked at Chen Mu with a hint of melancholy.

"Xiao Mu, it seems your plan is about to change."

Chen Mu looked straight at the road ahead, without squinting, and stepped on the accelerator while pressing the speed limit. The scenery on both sides of the road changed rapidly.

Yerbolati continued: "The old man doesn't understand anything, but if the Tibetan village cannot receive tourists in the next 49 days, and our village has a vacancy, then you still need a village that can be used as a farmhouse to receive tourists."

Chen Mu nodded, feeling bitter in his heart.

The post-death rituals of the Tibetan people are very different from those of the Xia people.

Here, if someone dies in the family, the family must not wash up, dress up, or wear accessories for 49 days, and singing, laughing, and dancing are prohibited.

In order to express condolences, the surrounding neighbors and families in the village will also stop holding weddings in the next 49 days, in addition to the auspicious days selected by divination.

So once Tashi's father passes away, the entire village will stop receiving tourists for the next 49 days.

In the past two days, Duoduo learned that he had opened a tourist farmhouse, and most of the tourists were introduced to each other by friends, or after seeing relevant information on the Zhengtu Travel website, the tourists were interested, so after contacting him, she expressed that she did not understand. .

“Why not set up your own website, and then develop more ethnic minority villages that receive tourists, and post the customs, taboos, preferences, clothing, and eating habits of the villages on the official website one by one, and then let tourists choose their own accommodation. s position?"

This made Chen Mu, the president of Pheasant Travel Agency who started from scratch and had no long-term plan at all, suddenly realize.

But soon, he remembered that around the National Day, tourist attractions such as Haisi Sea of ​​Flowers and Pastures would stop receiving tourists because the vegetation had withered for the winter.

then……

Until now, Chen Mu still remembers many speechless eyes with hatred for iron but not steel. In those eyes, there is one sentence clearly written -

Why are you so stupid!
"...So, why don't you develop a few more villages in advance and change the mode of visiting attractions to experiencing the traditional culture and customs of various ethnic minority villages?"

"Besides, we can't see the Haisi Flower Sea, Caohai and Wolfberry Garden, but several mausoleums and Shell Bay are still there. You can change your mind and come up with some more entertainment projects developed based on the customs and habits of the people in the village for tourists. Wouldn’t it be enough to just have fun and then take people to visit the scenic spots along the way?!”

In short, the many words he said that day shocked Chen Mu, the weak president of the travel agency, and he wanted to hire people to work for him.

It's a pity that the beautiful lady Xu was so devoted to poverty alleviation that she turned a blind eye to President Chen's offer of an olive branch and even gave her a look of disdain.

The thoughts in his heart were racing rapidly. Chen Mu quickly ran through the unique villages he knew in his mind at an extremely fast speed.

Soon, he had a list of several candidates in his mind, waiting to be contacted gradually.

He turned his head and looked at Yerborati, who was sitting in the passenger seat, and suddenly asked: "Old man, are you familiar with any villages that can be used as a village to receive tourists?"

Yerbolati nodded and shook his head: "The old man knows a few Uyghur villages, but the other villages are..."

forget about it.

Chen Mu’s idea is to use villages from different ethnic minorities to form a farmhouse tour.

Therefore, for the time being, each ethnic group will only develop one village.

More than an hour later, under the guidance of Ye Erbolati, the car took a dirt road from the highway, and then took a small road from the dirt road, and finally saw the outline of the Uighur village in the distance.

Although the construction of communication networks is being completed bit by bit across the country, Uyghur villages are located in remote areas, so the communication signals are really not very good.

Just like now, the signal grid in the upper right corner of the hand fluctuates with the wind speed. When the wind is strong, there will be two new signals. When the wind is low, there will be one signal or even no signal. This is a perfect interpretation of a sentence -

The wind brings us messages from afar.

Because of this, Yerpolati made six or seven phone calls to Uyghur village chief Jiansol along the way, but none of them got through.

Mazha Village is a small village with not many people, only more than 300 people.

This place is remote and far from the town, so there are naturally few jobs. The young people in the village have to go out to work. The remaining old, young, women and children are growing food at home and doing odd jobs at the same time. The young people can barely make ends meet with the wages they send back.

Because of poverty and no money for renovation, the whole village has a dilapidated and old feel. However, because there has been no renovation, the architectural style of Mazha Village still retains the exotic beauty unique to the Uyghur style.

Coupled with the surrounding desolate beauty, the village feels like a western movie, giving people a sense of story.

In addition, the layout of the houses has been used for many years. The passages between the houses are mostly only for the passage of people, or the passage of mules and camels carrying goods. The distance left in the middle is not wide, and it is still a bit nervous for cars to drive in it.

So as soon as they arrived at the entrance of the village, the three of them got out of the car and walked into the village.

After a while, Chen Mu and the others, led by Ye Erbolati, arrived at the door of the village chief Jiansol's house.

Yerbolati stepped forward and patted the door: "Brother Jiansuo, Brother Jiansuo?"

"I'm coming!"

The door opened quickly, and a middle-aged man wearing a white hat, a white stand-up collared top, and a black coat walked out of the door.

Seeing Chen Mu and the other two, he couldn't help but cast a doubtful look: "Who are these two?"

Ye Erbolati introduced: "Saramu (send hello), brother Jiansol, this is boss Chen Muchen. We are here today specifically for the farmhouse entertainment."

"Farmhouse?"

Jiansol didn't quite understand.

After all, we had agreed to come over on the 26th to discuss it in detail. Today is only the 20th, so why did we come here?
But because of the Uighur hospitality rules: "Hurry to open the door, hurry to serve tea, and hurry to serve fruits," he said nothing, welcomed the three of them into the courtyard very enthusiastically, and began to prepare tea for the guests. and fruits.

After entering the courtyard, few people entered the house, so they sat down at the table in the courtyard.

Huang Qingwei has been driving for so long, and he feels a little bored. Now the signal here is very poor, and he can't use his mobile phone. Moreover, he has to continue talking boringly, covering his mouth in boredom, and yawned to avoid people. , the corners of the eyes also had a little sparkle.

Looking at this scene, Chen Mu felt his heart soften.

He looked up at Jian Sol who was preparing milk tea and fruits, but he was really not familiar with this place and didn't know what was fun here.

After thinking about it, he suddenly came closer and whispered: "If you are bored, why don't you go back to the car first? There is a fully charged game console in the car."

Feeling the warmth in her ears caused by the movement of her lips, Huang Qingwei only felt the tips of her ears itching. She tried hard to resist the urge to rub her ears. Even what the other person said just now was only passed through her ears and not through her head, subconsciously. Just nodded.

"Okay, wait a minute."

Just at this moment, Jian Suol came over carrying milk tea, Sa Zi and a big plate.

Because it has just entered autumn, fruits are very abundant.

There are not only a three-color dried fruit plate made of raisins, dried walnuts, and dried dates on the plate, but also a bunch of grapes with water droplets that look very sweet and sliced ​​watermelon lying quietly on the plate. .

Chen Mu stood up, reached out to take it, and said hello.

"Saramu, Uncle Jiansol."

"Salam, Boss Chen."

After saying hello, Chen Mu suddenly said: "Uncle Jiansol, my friend left something in the car. I will take her back to get it first."

After sending the person back and giving the game console to the other person, Chen Mu returned to the yard alone and started talking about cooperation.

With previous experience, this cooperation went very smoothly, from hygiene standards to personal specialties, to customs and habits, tableware and tools for entertaining guests...

Anyway, everything is done to give tourists a better impression of the village.

After talking about the matter and instructing the other party to get things ready as soon as possible to accommodate tourists, Chen Mu and his party returned.

After sending Ye Erbolati back to the forest farm, Chen Mu refueled the car and took Huang Qingwei to find Agudamu.Huang Qingwei held the game console and played Super Mario, and asked: "You just left those tourists who came here specially to you, are you okay?"

"It's okay, Uncle Nuha will take care of them."

【GAME OVER】

Looking at the game characters who died again due to distraction, Huang Qingwei chose to turn a blind eye.

Putting the game console directly on the control panel, she stretched out, revealing her beautiful figure.

"Chen Mu, are we going to eat at a big restaurant now?"

Chen Mu nodded.

Huang Qingwei became interested: "How big is this big family?"

Chen Mu thought for a while and said without any emotion: "His family has 15 acres of grassland, and he is the only son in the family."

"Oh?!" Huang Qing opened his mouth slightly and repeated in disbelief: "15 acres?" How big is this!
Chen Mu very considerately changed the reference point for the other party: "15 acres is 100 square kilometers, which is equivalent to the size of two Macaos."

at once.

Huang Qingwei, who originally had good family conditions, suddenly felt an emotion he had never experienced before - envy and jealousy.

But then, she immediately regained her energy and started gearing up.

"Today I must eat Dahu very well and eat him until his flesh hurts!"

Chen Mu looked at the other person's small figure, curled his lips noncommittally, and decided not to make any comments.

The car drove quickly, and in just over an hour, we arrived at the pasture of Agudamu.

As soon as we got off the car, Agudamu's tiger hug greeted us.

"Chen Mu."

Then he looked curiously at Huang Qingwei, who was next to him, raised his eyebrows with interest, cast a meaningful look at Chen Mu and asked, "Who is this?"

Huang Qingwei also had doubts in his heart, wanting to know where he stood in the other person's heart, so he couldn't help but raise his ears and focus all his attention on Chen Mu's next answer.

Chen Mu was also unambiguous and very direct: "This is my future girlfriend."

As for why the future?

Of course I'm still trying to catch up, but I can't catch it!

Huang Qingwei's ears turned red instantly.

Aguda nodded clearly and gave him a thumbs up secretly.

buddy!

Amazing! !

Seeing that the two of them were talking about something again, Huang Qingwei very consciously found something for herself to do.

Agudamu and Chen Mu were left alone looking at the land that had just been sown in a daze.

After a long time, Chen Mu turned around in disbelief and asked, "Agudam, did I remember the sowing location wrong? Or has this land really never sprouted?"

Agudamu rolled his eyes at him: "Who said it didn't sprout?"

"Then why is this area still bare, without even a hint of green?"

Yes!

After all this time, the land that has been sown by flying is still bare, with only a few green spots popping up occasionally.

"Alas!" Agudamu was also helpless.

It wasn’t so difficult for him, Abu (father) Uzhige, at first!

It only took two years to restore most of the pastures to lush green grass.

When we arrived at his place, not to mention that the 200 million had already been spent, even the pasture was still the same as before, not to mention the green grass, there were only a few grasses sticking out in piles.

He looked at Chen Mu and asked, "How is your research on drone seeding going?"

That's what he asked, but Agudamu didn't have any hope.

After all, this requires countless experiments to determine. How could it be successful casually?

But unexpectedly, Chen Mu actually nodded.

"It almost worked out."

"It's okay, let's experiment slowly... What, you succeeded?" Agudamu shouted in surprise.

Chen Mu nodded calmly: "Yes!"

"It's just that there's no good solution for watering."

"That's great too!"

Agudamu put his arms around Chen Mu's shoulders and asked him to explain the key points while joking.

……

the other side.

"The saplings... finally arrived..."

That day at the government sales point, I was offered half-promotional sales of 500 Haloxylon ammodendron seedlings. The middle-aged man stood at the entrance of the village and saw the seedling truck from a distance.

His name is Fang Shuisheng, a name that is so common in the northwest.

That day, Fang Shuisheng just listened to the sales pitch and thought the quantity was not too much, so he brought them back together.

But unexpectedly, the survival rate of the purchased saplings was around 80.00%. Only in this batch of Haloxylon ammodendron, none died. On the contrary, each one grew vigorously and looked like it was growing vigorously.

Especially the roots of the saplings. It was obvious that they had only been planted a few days ago, but the depth of the roots was even comparable to that of saplings that had been planted for a month or two.

So this time, when the staff at the sales point said that this forest farm was selling Haloxylon ammodendron on a large scale, and the selling price was lower than that of the bulk sales, only half of the normal saplings - 2000 cents per tree, Fang Shuisheng said something. Without further ado, I bought [-] trees directly.

Seeing the car getting closer and closer, he suppressed his thoughts, rode an electric car, stood in the middle of the road and shouted.

"Drive slowly and follow me. The road here is not easy."

He would take his staff directly to his home and unload the saplings in the shed in his yard.

Glancing at the saplings on the car, Fang Shuisheng took a deep breath, suppressed the smile that was about to break out, and then rode his phone car and drove forward slowly.

He believed that with these saplings, he would be able to plant more trees and restore the village to its former appearance!

(End of this chapter)