"Two days later, a few tourists and hikers might come to the village. If they need to book accommodation, they will definitely have to stay in the village."

"If you have any empty rooms at home, you can tidy them up and prepare to receive guests."

Even if no one lives in your house, you're cleaning it up for your own good.

"Those who aren't too busy at home lately can take this opportunity to prepare some things..."

"Don't think that it's just a few people, so why bother?"

“I’m telling you, this is just the beginning.”

"If this starts well, in a few days, more visitors will come to our village."

"When the fruit ripens, we won't have to worry about sales anymore."

"Think about it, our fruit is grown so well and the price isn't high. If people try it, wouldn't they be willing to buy some?"

"Especially for those of you who grow cherries, let me tell you, this is a great opportunity to sell your produce!"

"..."

"When people come, there's business to be done."

“Zhang Kui’s house at the village entrance, your shop can get a new batch of goods.”

"Zhang Qin, who knows how to make bamboo rice, can also be considered for preparation in advance."

"..."

The village chief shouted it three times over the loudspeaker before stopping.

The news stunned the entire village.

Of course, the first to take action were the families who had hosted the film crew last time.

Just take some time to clean the house, and you can earn a few dozen yuan.

This is such a good thing, we must take action!

"Honey, let's work together to clean up those two empty rooms tonight."

Lin Jianshe, who was composting fertilizer according to Lin Anshu's instructions, spoke up.

"Okay, let's pack it up then."

"But if you ask me, our house needs to be repainted and professionally cleaned up."

"If we had money, we could just renovate the house and turn it into a bed and breakfast, wouldn't that be great?"

"What kind of guesthouse?" Lin Jianshe looked confused.

"Didn't you hear what the village chief said? From now on, the village will be able to have guests anytime."

"If guests come, they can't stay at each house indefinitely, can they?"

“If there were a guesthouse in the village, and if it were a more reputable one, do you think people would stay there?” Lin Jianshe’s wife, Zhao Cuilan, said.

"Haha, Cuilan, what kind of daydream are you having?"

"Running a bed and breakfast? They're thinking too much every day," said Liu Meifang, who was passing by, pinching her nose and frowning.

"And this composting, it was just something that little brat Lin Anshu casually mentioned, but you guys actually tried it."

"Aren't you afraid of burning all the fruit trees in your yard?"