Lin Anshu never expected that people would come in waves.

Before long, almost all of her pond full of adult crayfish had been eaten.

Fortunately, crayfish reproduce quickly and are easy to raise, so she simply raised another batch.

When villagers saw how well her crayfish were selling, they couldn't help but come up to her and ask if it was still a good time to start raising crayfish.

After all, Qingshui Village is really big and has a lot of land, so it's quite convenient to grow crayfish there.

Regarding this, Lin Anshu said that tourists will continue to come to the village in the future, and as for what to do, it depends on everyone's opinion.

Lin Anshu wouldn't dare give advice to just anyone.

If she were suggesting that it's okay to raise them, and that they've made money from it, then that would be fine.

If she doesn't make money, she might become a sinner in other people's eyes.

So she simply did a tai chi approach.

Because of the increased foot traffic, Lin Jianshe's cherries sold quickly and well this year.

Now, of the dozen or so acres of cherry orchards their family owns, only the last three acres remain to be sold.

Moreover, the money I'm making selling cherries now is twice what I earned last year.

And this isn't even all of it yet.

With money in hand, Lin Jianshe's wife started thinking about opening a bed and breakfast again.

After discussing it, the two asked around about the price and also consulted with Village Secretary Zhang to learn about the village's prospects.

Then, gritting his teeth, he actually started doing it.

When the villagers saw that her family had started a bed and breakfast business, half of them mocked them, while the other half just watched and observed.

As for Lin Anshu, she greatly admired the courage and decisiveness of Lin Jianshe and Zhao Cuilan.

After Lin's parents returned home at noon, Lin Anshu spoke.

"Dad, Mom, Uncle Jianshe's family has started running a bed and breakfast. Should we do the same?"

"How do you want to move?"

"Our family's land plot is quite large, isn't it? We can expand it and renovate it."

“As Party Secretary Zhang said before, our village cannot think about commercializing it just because it has become popular temporarily.”

"Such a fire may only be temporary."

"If we want to keep our village popular, we have to develop it into a model village for new rural construction."

"Hmm? How so?" Lin's mother seemed quite interested upon hearing this.

"The village must remain as clean as it is now, and it must continue to be developed."

"Everyone should grow their fruits and grains well so that tourists will want to buy them again after they buy them."

“People with skills can take this opportunity to put their skills to good use and start a small business.”

"We should not do things that harm others and ourselves for a little bit of petty gain."

"..."

After saying a string of words, Lin Anshu looked at her father and spoke again.

"By the way, Dad, Secretary Zhang said that you bamboo weaving craftsmen can apply for intangible cultural heritage status."

Of course, what Lin Anshu said was only the most basic.

In Secretary Zhang's vision, there are plans for the village's future over the next three to five years, or even ten years.

This includes organic fruits and vegetables.

Nowadays, not many people in the village follow Lin Anshu to learn composting and use organic farming methods.

But Secretary Zhang wasn't in a hurry.

Change doesn't happen overnight.

Once people see how profitable and easy to sell organic fruits and vegetables are, they will unconsciously follow suit and learn from them.

If, over time, everyone in the village does this, then their village can become a demonstration base for the cultivation of organic vegetables and organic fruits.

This is what Secretary Zhang values.

Once this aspect gains recognition, Shimizu Village will truly become famous.

Only then might the villagers truly escape poverty and become prosperous.

Now, what Secretary Zhang is waiting for is for Lin Anshu's watermelons, peaches, grapes, and other fruits to ripen.

Not only was Party Secretary Zhang waiting, but Lin Anshu was also waiting every day for the watermelons and melons in the field to ripen.

In this sweltering heat, it would be really inexcusable not to eat watermelon to cool down.

But I estimate it will happen in the next day or two.

She's already tapped it; the watermelon is almost ripe.

The melons are already starting to give off a faint fragrance.

The cucumbers, tomatoes, eggplants, and other vegetables in the fields are now plentiful.

I must say, the cucumbers grown at home taste sweet and refreshing.

Those tomatoes, after being rinsed with water, are sweet and sour, bursting with juice when you bite into them.

It tastes even better than fruit.

The corn at home can gradually be harvested and cooked.

Oh, right, and her strawberries too.

There aren't many strawberries left to sell in the market.

The strawberries grown by Ke Lin Anshu's family have just ripened.

Those bright red strawberries look so tempting.

Since the strawberries were ripe, Lin Anshu simply picked a basketful, washed them, and let everyone taste them.

The whole family loved it after trying it.

Lin Anshu herself loves it very much.

Compared to the strawberries I bought outside, the strawberries I grew myself taste absolutely divine.

It has a strong strawberry flavor, with a slightly sour taste and a juicy sweetness.

“An’an, this is what strawberries should taste like. The ones we bought outside before didn’t taste like anything at all.”

"Exactly! The strawberries outside look red and big, but they taste sour and don't have any strawberry flavor at all."

"That's ridiculously expensive."

“Our An’an is really good at growing strawberries. Look how well they’re growing.”

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