Zhou Xiang nodded. The old man was reasonable and she also hoped it would be effective. Judging from the old man's clothes, his family was well-off and he was not too wealthy.

"Wait a minute, I'll go get the medicine."

The medicine is still in the big bottle and has not been divided into small bottles.

After Zhou Xiang came out with two medicines and explained the order in which they should be taken, the old man put down a bank card and left in a hurry.

"Old Chu, I'll come see you when I have time."

"Okay! I'll take you downstairs."

"No."

Professor Chu sighed, "I hope it works."

"Teacher, don't worry!" Seeing the teacher's worry, Zhou Xiang comforted him, "I said that because I'm afraid something might go wrong, and I'm even more afraid that if something goes wrong, it will be blamed on me. If it's normal, I can still wake up."

The weekend came again, and tourists found that the thatched huts on both sides of the "tree trunk" had been completed, and on the same gatehouse in the middle were four words written in a flamboyant style: Thatched House Inn!

A post station? A place to rest?

Step onto the tree root plank road. Yes, this 10m*10m road surface connected to the 'tree trunk' is paved with wood into a tree root-shaped plank road. Approaching the 'tree trunk' road surface, the 'instruction manual' of the post station is hung on the wooden fence walls on both sides.

The 'Instruction Manual' states the opening hours and prices of the post station, and also includes photos of the interior of the post station.

The tourists first curiously visited the corridor and the pergola at the south end, and then looked out from the antique windows propped open by wooden bars.

There is a screen inside the window, so you can't stick your head in, but you can still see the entire interior.

One young man even stretched out his index finger and poked the window. Alas! He pressed too hard. It was glass, not window paper.

The people walking by laughed: "It's so transparent, how can it be paper?"

The young man rubbed his index finger. "I was so fascinated by it! I thought I was really in ancient times!"

The people walking with him restrained their smiles; they felt the same way. "How about we stay for an hour and feel it for ourselves?"

"Tsk, if you have money, stay there. 50 dollars! It's not even enough for lunch for all of us."

"That's right, the food in the food court is delicious and cheap. Wouldn't it be better to save the money and eat more good food? Why do you have to enjoy this?"

They were all visitors and no one was willing to book a room. Zhou Xiang was not surprised. She did not expect to have any income in the first two weeks. Moreover, the station waiter, no, the station servant had not been hired yet, and the work clothes were still being made.

On Monday, Chen Da brought 28 young men selected from Chenxiang Village to show to Boss Zhou.

Zhou Xiang nodded, "They are all good. Let's try them out first, and then replace those who are not qualified."

When Chen Da knew that the post station was recruiting servants, he told Ling Ran that he wanted to bring a group of young men from their village.

After Ling Ran agreed, he took a day off and went back to the village to select a boy who was 16 years old or above.

The training was naturally handed over to Ling Ran. Ling Ran knew what kind of service staff his wife wanted. Although he was dressed as a servant, he was not the kind of servant in ancient times who was servile and fawning. He had to be polite and considerate, and not be bribed. Tips were allowed, but internal information was forbidden to be disclosed.

On May 12, there was movement from Anwen's side. Zhou wanted to leave the house to her father to take care of, and she went to the health center with her mother.

Anwen's pregnancy was in good condition, but she was less active. She went to the clinic in the morning and entered the delivery room at noon. She gave birth to a fat boy weighing 6.12 jin at 3 pm.

The blind old lady held her grandson in her arms, stood beside the bed, and thanked her daughter-in-law repeatedly.

"Thank you, Anwen. You've worked so hard. I will take good care of you and your son during the confinement period."

Anxin also breathed a sigh of relief. Now that she had a boy, her pressure was gone and she felt she had done her duty to her mother-in-law and husband.

He was discharged from the hospital the next day. Brother Chao gave his son a tacky name - Jinzi.

The blind lady thought it was good. Although it was vulgar, everyone loved it.

Anwen just hopes that his son won't argue with his father over his name.

It was the weekend again, and Zhou Xiang went to the food station with his smartphone.

The servants have basically passed the training, and there is a servant at the door of each room.

The 28 handsome and energetic servants became another scenic spot of the food station.

This week, many tourists were eager to try it out, but without someone to take the plunge, it would be impossible to inspire others.

Zhou Xiang's video shows everything from the gatehouse to the plank road, to the "instruction manual", and then to the decorations in the post station, all of which are in a state of decline. He even gave a close-up of the servant at the door.

After uploading the video, Zhou Xiang also ignored it. No matter how much she tried to persuade those who had no money, they would not come. As for those who had money, she didn't need to promote it deliberately. As long as they watched the video, they would come to find something new and exciting.

Ling Ran sent Lu Jin to the county to apply for a license for the Caowu Post Station. With Zhou Xiang's name, all kinds of licenses were naturally approved smoothly.

Fire-fighting equipment was installed in front, behind, left and right of the station.

Guests who wish to enter the food station are prohibited from smoking and will be fined immediately if caught.

No smoking? I'm not playing anymore!

Welcome to visit us next time!

What? Smoking is also prohibited in shopping malls? The reason is that shopping malls are enclosed places, and breathing secondhand smoke is more harmful. For the sake of others' health, they prohibit me from smoking? What the hell? I'm not going in there to play.

Welcome to visit us next time!

Will you come next time? I'm not happy. I won't come anymore. I'm going to the underground haunted house!

Smoking is prohibited in this shabby tunnel? Why?

The tunnel is underground, the air is thin, and smoking pollutes the air? Pah! Where does the cold wind in the tunnel come from?

For a time, no-smoking signs were posted everywhere in the town, and tourists who liked to smoke could only finish smoking on the street before entering the tourist attractions.

There's no point in cursing, that's the rule.

The guest who said he didn't want to visit or play anymore contradicted himself and went back into the food station, only to be told: Welcome!

The four big words "No Smoking" are posted at the entrance of the food station and can be seen almost immediately.

There were two more women wearing red armbands, patrolling everywhere with their presbyopic eyes wide open, trying to catch people collecting fines. Because they get 10% of the fines, and the rest goes to the town government. It feels like they are working for the town government, which is great! It gives them face.

Mayor Zhang was smiling from ear to ear. Boss Zhou was finding ways to change the atmosphere of the town, and the town government was also generating revenue. He only regretted that the construction of the new East Street was too slow, and he wished the old street could be rebuilt immediately to turn the town into a clean, tidy and civilized town.

May 30th is the Dragon Boat Festival, a Saturday. During the holiday, tourists do not stay at home, but come to the food station to book a thatched cottage inn.

At 8 o'clock in the morning, eight rooms were booked. After hearing Ding Fan's report, Zhou Xiang pushed Ling Ran, who was still lingering at home, out of the house.

"Go and look after the front yard. The post house has been booked, so there's more to do."

Arriving at the food station, Ling Ran's first thing was to scold Ding Fan, "Do you have any plans to take over this place? If you think you can't do it, then find someone else or switch with Lu Jin."

Ding Fan was dumbfounded by the scolding. Did the boss mean for him to supervise all the food stations?

Ling Ran wanted to kick him twice, "Can't you be a little more ambitious? Is it enough to manage a park? The entire front yard will be under the responsibility of one person."

"Yes, I promise to be very ambitious."