My Lord, you need to stand up!

Chapter 516 Sending you away to a thousand miles away

The sound of the waves remains the same.

Li Erfeng, who was simply swaying back and forth, hoping to serve the man meticulously, had shattered the last bit of memory that Wei Dong had of Dong Xueying, which had been churning in the sound of waves.

"Either go to sleep early, or sit quietly and don't keep me from thinking!"

It must have been Li's sister and brother-in-law who arranged the scene; no one else was left behind.

Li Erfeng was reluctant to part with this rare moment of solitude, so she tiptoed down to sit beside her.

Putting that aside, it's really comfortable.

The cliff and the rocky beach below have a drop of more than 100 meters, which should be the riverbank after the dam is built and the water level rises.

Therefore, the entire Beijiaochang New City was actually designed under Wei Dong's direction to avoid this disparity, and in the future it will be a riverside new city located by the river.

This made Wei Dong very clear about this distribution.

As a result of the dam's water storage, all the flooded areas had to be relocated.

This global migration, hailed as a million-person migration, actually involved only 300,000 to 400,000 farmers, with the majority being residents of the lower urban areas of counties and cities along the river.

Throughout history, no one has wanted to travel a long way just to fetch water. Even though these riverside counties and cities experience flooding seasons every year that inundate the riverside streets, they have long been built along the water since ancient times without urban planning.

So this migration wasn't actually that tragic; most of the residents of these counties and cities simply moved from the bottom of the city to higher ground in the interior.

Only farmers without urban household registration are forced to relocate.

This migration, which began a few years later, was actually built on a weak supply of food and oil and the barriers between urban and rural areas.

The entire Sichuan province cannot withstand the impact of hundreds of thousands of people suddenly leaving their land and starting a new life.

If we wait another ten years or so, when the urbanization process begins across the country and economic conditions improve, there will be a greater need for rural laborers to move to cities. Jiangzhou alone could absorb hundreds of thousands of these laborers.

Wei Dong was unaware of the evolution of computers and mobile phones, but he was very clear about this painful history of immigration.

Sitting in the wicker chair, I gently tapped the armrest with my fingers, pondering this piece of information.

How can we arrange our forces to best align with the needs of the people, so that more people can benefit from it instead of having to leave their homes?

The charcoal in the stone-built hearth burned very brightly. The reason why the charcoal used to smoke good cured meat is that it is so fine and stable, it will not explode, and it will not be contaminated with an unpleasant smoky smell.

It has a slightly oily, woody fragrance.

The tea was roasting over the fire, and the aroma of sizzling meat skewers filled the air. Vegetables, offal, and pig brains in the aluminum lunchbox were bubbling away.

Li Erfeng quietly turned the vegetables over to prevent them from burning.

The little butterfly was finally attracted by its sense of smell and began to probe.

Wei Dong felt the movement in his arms and then looked at her briefly: "Erfeng, what do you think is the most worthwhile thing to sell in Shangzhou?"

Sure enough, Li Erfeng answered without hesitation: "Cured meat!"

Wei Dong laughed: "It's impossible for everyone to come and sell cured meat. How would you do business then? What else do you have?"

Li Erfeng shook her head: "There aren't even ghosts..."

She gasped, then reached up and touched her face and neck hard: "What's the point of sitting here in the dark? Let's go inside, go watch TV, it's warm in bed..."

Just as Wei Dong was about to remember something, she amused him with her roundabout way of thinking: "Erfeng, I helped you get rich and change your fate. The whole family is living so well. All you want to do is sleep with me. Isn't that a bit like repaying kindness with enmity?"

The country girl didn't have so many reservations. She clicked her tongue loudly and said, "Everyone knows I'm your wife. Isn't it only natural for me to sleep with you? Come on."

And it also fueled their confidence: "It's so dark outside, what if there are some demons or monsters? I went to the Ghost City after I came back from Jiangzhou, it was so dark... Oh uh uh..."

The firelight reflected on her rosy face; the girl, pretending to be a ghost, was still adorable.

Unfortunately, Wei Dong is a straight man, and the kind who is used to being repressed and self-controlled with strong moral constraints, so he wasn't moved at all.

Instead, he slapped his thigh in surprise, startling Xiaodie and Erfeng!
The little girl even let out a couple of unusual wails of dissatisfaction.

Wei Dongcai realized he had patted her bottom, and quickly hugged her, apologizing and teasing her: "Sleep, sleep, hahaha, I've got it, what in the whole Shangzhou is unparalleled in the world?"

Travel!
The ghost city is located on the bank of the river between Shangzhou and Jiangzhou, and you have to pass through it every time you go back and forth.

When Wei Dong first went to Jiangzhou to sell cured meat, a thief sneaked onto the boat; he came from that area.

Later, Shen Cuiyue, Shitou, and Mao'er described to him that among all the docks along the river, the people of Ghost City were the most unruly.

For thousands of years, that place has been recorded in the annals of the seventy-two blessed lands by Taoists, and it is known throughout the country.

In ancient times, it was actually used to promote the simple values ​​of punishing evil and promoting good, and that doing bad things would lead to hell.

For many years, it has been a popular destination for local people and Taoist practitioners.

It is largely unaffected by the rise and fall of any dynasty or the changes of war, and has always been able to make a living from the tourism industry.

An old woman setting up a stall by the roadside does much better business than people in other counties.

In modern terms, this means there was a large amount of foreign tourism consumption.

Therefore, this county has always been relatively prosperous along the river, and it has always seized this opportunity to continuously build various temples and palaces for the underworld, which are the "theme parks" of later generations.

Even in the 1970s and 80s, primary and secondary schools in Shangzhou would organize spring outings to go there by boat.

This shows that it has pioneered tourism.

This instantly reminded Wei Dong that what Shangzhou had to offer was the Three Gorges.

Most of the mountainous and canyon areas through which the Three Gorges pass are impoverished counties under the jurisdiction of Shangzhou. Whenever they have the opportunity, all those who come to Jiangzhou and Shangzhou on business trips will choose to travel down the Yangtze River to the Three Gorges.

However, these tourists who simply drift across the river do not bring any economic consumption to the areas along the river.

Perhaps for thousands of years, apart from sitting on a boat and watching, no one knew how to promote tourism in the Three Gorges.

Forty years from now, we'll know that climbing the steep and majestic Qutang Gorge ridge to the top of the Three Gorges is absolutely a magnificent sight, no less so than the Grand Canyon in North America.

Even after Wei Dong lost his claws, he still held his phone and watched short videos, marveling at the distant view.

All of this will only be discovered after drones pave the way.

Before this, apart from herb gatherers, no one had ever bothered to climb those mountain peaks.

I've always looked up at the distant Goddess Peak from the ship, but this beautiful tourist attraction has never been truly developed.

Of course, the most objective problem was that there was almost no tourism culture in the 1980s.

The main tourist groups in later generations:

Retired elderly men and women;

Fashionable young men and women who love to travel;
Civil servant families in various regions with relatively comfortable and stable finances...

They haven't even stepped onto the historical stage yet.

Developing tourism now would be suicidal.

But as long as we find the flagship product that the Shangzhou region will sell in the future.

This gave Wei Dong an idea.

After gently patting his daughter until her beady eyes drifted off to sleep, he leisurely and thoughtfully considered the entire plan.

She then got up and kicked Erfeng, who was watching with a smug smile, to go rest.

I went upstairs, locked the door, and went to sleep.

He ignored Li Erfeng's pounding on the door.

The next morning, I took the child out for beef noodles and gave Xiaodie a can of fresh milk.

First, move all three computers from the car to the industrial development zone office.

Ding Haifeng and Jiang Yong were taught to try using this thing to type and make documents, and they joked that those who could use it to write documents would likely get promoted faster.

This prompted all of them to crowd in front of the computer and ponder it.

Wei Dong then drove to the city.

While the city's major leadership teams were holding a meeting, he wasn't in a hurry. He found a pavilion in the corner of the courtyard, held his daughter, and squatted by the wall to look at the flowers and plants.

Today, Xiaodie responded by reaching out to touch him a little bit, which made Weidong extremely happy.

They were sticking their butts out and making "oh oh oh" sounds as they communicated.

It was rare for Xiaodie to interact with him, but she suddenly noticed his gaze shift.

When Wei Dong turned around, he was surprised to see Grandma Shi, who also had a look of surprise on her face and her eyes immediately reddened: "You...are you alright?"

The Lunar New Year's Eve is tomorrow or the day after, and the 24-year-old female teacher looks at least a lot older than Dong Xueqing and the others.

The thick woolen coat in a dark gray Lenin suit, the lifeless short hair, and the black-rimmed glasses all exuded a serious teaching atmosphere.

But the glasses couldn't hide the dampness and the concerned look on his face.

Having already been with three women, Wei Dong stood up, holding the baby, and said, "That's good. Why aren't you in class?"

Shi Linyan approached and whispered, "The city notified the education department that No. 1 Middle School is sending young teachers here to learn about computers. I know it was you who led the team that invented this advanced machine."

Wei Dong was still proud: "To be precise, it was invented by Americans, and we assembled it as domestically as possible. We should inspire students to devote themselves to scientific research and develop a computer era that is truly created by us Chinese."

As Shi Linyan approached further, Xiaodie raised her arms and legs in defense.

She seemed to want to see things more clearly, staring intently at Rang Weidong: "What kind of person are you? It seems like the entire Shangzhou is changing because of you. I never imagined that someone who could change the times would appear right next to me."

Back in Shangzhou, Wei Dong had actually chosen to dress more simply, wearing a dark blue down jacket, jeans, and sneakers, blending into the crowd on the street.

Just to keep the child warm, she opened her coat and wore the baby bag and the "stool" around her waist over her denim shirt, revealing a unique style that you wouldn't see in the district.

Now he composed himself: "This is an era of constant change. Cherishing every day is a life attitude that everyone can choose."

Shi Linyan took off her glasses and bent down closer to the child: "I heard her mother went abroad to study, but I can't see any sadness or sadness on your face?"

Wei Dong laughed: "My life is my own, and I won't rely on others. Yes, do you want to study abroad? We have the channels. Going abroad to study will probably change your whole mindset."

Shi Linyan was so shocked that her pupils dilated: "Really?!"

Wei Dong nodded: "You have a foundation in foreign languages, so it will be easier for you to study abroad. You can choose whatever you want to study."

For this old woman whom he had watched over for forty years in his previous life, Wei Dong didn't mind helping her make some changes in her life.

It was simply that the utterly gloomy and emotionless aura emanating from her was all too obvious.

Let's consider this a farewell to our past life.

(End of this chapter)