Guan Bo was a little anxious when he heard this, "Think about it, there's no need to spend money."

Ling Ran pulled him out, saying as they walked, "We won't lose anything. Your skills are about to be lost. We will work hard to preserve them, and we will make a profit in the future."

"Really?" Guan Bo didn't believe it.

"Really, everything we do is always thought about in the long term, not seeing the immediate benefits."

After hearing this, Guan Bo stopped objecting. He was reluctant to leave his ancestral blacksmith shop. He said he wanted to retire, but in fact he still couldn't bear to leave.

Thinking about it, this statement was exactly what he wanted. If it worked, his son wouldn't be clamoring to rebuild the house.

After listening to Ling Ran's statement, the mayor did not think it was feasible. Although it was facing the risk of being lost, it had not been completely lost. It was just that everyone thought it was more cost-effective to buy new ironware.

"Mayor, go and give it a try. If that doesn't work, you can hold a meeting in town to see if we can establish a traditional craft street."

"Okay! I'll go to the city and try."

Ling Ran and the other person thanked the mayor and left the town government. Guan Bo's initial enthusiasm disappeared. Since the mayor was not optimistic, there was a 50% chance that the application would not be approved.

At the door of the food station, the two separated. Ling Ran returned to Zhou's house and told Zhou Xiang about the mayor's attitude.

Zhou Xiang shook his head. "This mayor is so incompetent. Just look at him. If the city doesn't pass, the town certainly won't pass either. In the end, we have to do it ourselves. Why am I suddenly unwilling to give him my achievements?"

Ling Ran suggested, "How about replacing them with our own people?"

"He's fine, he didn't do anything wrong, why are you replacing him? Besides, who would be happy to be an official in this shabby place?"

"Those who started companies with me were either unwilling to be controlled by others or were assigned to units that were clearly already operating at capacity. Since neither of these options offered any future, they didn't return to the xx department.

There are also many people who are willing to go back and accept the assignment. I will find someone who is closer to here from among those who are willing to work.

Here in the town, you built a park at the south end, a shopping mall at the north end, and a traditional craft street on the east and west streets. Not only did you give all your political achievements to others, but he also didn't cooperate with us, so we worked for him in vain.

Maybe when the traditional craft street becomes popular, the seller will regret it and he can even take it down! "

After hearing these words, Zhou Xiang did feel uncomfortable. He was hesitant and did not actively cooperate when a project was set up for him.

"Then it's up to you! If the traditional craft street doesn't work out, I plan to keep only Fatty Uncle's craft shop and open a traditional agricultural tool exhibition hall next to the blacksmith shop. I'll collect some traditional agricultural tools and even stone mills, and offer them for free viewing to boost the town's economy."

"So, should the adobe houses be demolished or not?"

"No, they won't be demolished. The three houses to the west of Fat Uncle and the two houses to his east, totaling six, are half-brick and half-adobe houses built together, with red slogans on them! Keeping them is considered a cultural heritage."

Keep a few cats in the house, hire a master who restores ancient buildings to repair and reinforce the walls, lay cement on the ground outside and build one or two steps to prevent rainwater from flowing back from the road."

"Alright! We'll protect them as long as we can! But, do you mean to buy five more besides the blacksmith shop?"

Zhou Xiang nodded. "Other things are worthless, but adobe houses cannot be left unoccupied. If the town were to develop a street dedicated to handicrafts, every room could be occupied."

"Okay! Let's make it smaller, as long as the town's tourism projects are diversified."

Zhou Xiang rolled his eyes at him. "Two rooms per family, 12 in total, how can it be considered small?"

"Okay! That's big enough."

"Not serious."

With so many more people at home, Zhou's father only needs to do the work. There are people to wash and chop, and someone to wash the pots and pans.

Jiang Weihua couldn't stand those people fighting over food, so he always had two tables for dinner.

Jiankangkang especially likes his uncle and grandfather, and even takes him to dig up the fruit cores that they planted.

Jiang Weihua looked at the fruit core that had turned black and moldy and told them that the fruit core could not be grown. The two children's eyes were red.

"Auntie said it's okay."

Jiang Weihua found Zhou Xiang and asked her why she deceived Jiankangkang.

Zhou Xiang denied it. "I told them to try planting it, but they kept digging it up to take a look. Do you blame me? The core was soaked in rain for a few days, and they didn't water it. Do you blame me?"

Jiang Weihua nodded at her, "Then why don't you tell them."

"Is that round thing on their shoulder just for decoration?"

The eavesdropper, Jian Jiankang, searched for the round object on his shoulder. After searching for a long time, he realized that she was talking about their heads. So did the aunt mean that they had no brains?

The two thought about it and realized that what the aunt said was right. Then they walked in with their heads hung down, "Uncle Grandpa, what the aunt said is right. It's us who didn't use our brains."

Jiang Weihua looked up at the sky helplessly. The two children had been brainwashed by their aunt. They always found fault with him. He no longer considered himself a bad guy.

"Okay, then next time you plant something you'll learn from this lesson. Go back and review!"

"yes."

"yes."

On the 23rd, the elementary school started its final exams, and the single dormitory in the front yard was finally ready for use. Ling Ran and Zhou Xiang went to inspect it. The walls were painted with imitation porcelain paint, the roof was raised, the doors were replaced, and the windows were painted with varnish. It looked almost like a new house.

Ma Gua received his wages and the money Zhou wanted to pay for the materials for the road construction at the primary school, then left with the workers.

After taking the key to the house and opening the door and windows for ventilation, the two went back.

After returning to Zhou's house, the two went upstairs and entered the space together with the stolen leftovers.

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