Chapter 290: Do you have paper and pen?
Wen Zhenyi sat down and then looked at the people in the yard: "I know why you came here. We are just setting up stalls with recipes. If every family goes there, can we guarantee that we can catch enough seafood every day?"
The villagers were silent. They couldn't make any guarantees. If they could, Haiwa's family wouldn't buy their seafood.
"Miss Wen, there's nothing we can do. Who doesn't want to live a good life?" A villager sighed.
"It's not realistic for your entire village to set up food stalls, but it's not impossible to do other things. It just costs a lot of money. I don't have that much money right now, and you probably don't either."
"Do, what to do?" Haiyun was a little curious.
"A workshop. I've had plans for this before, but I don't have that much money right now."
"Do you need a lot?"
Wen Zhenyi pondered for a moment: "Can each of you come up with some silver?"
Haiyun looked at the villagers around him, and they all nodded: "If Miss Wen has too many, we can't do anything, but we can still afford two or three taels of silver from each family."
Wen Zhenyi's fingers tapped rhythmically on the table, thinking about the amount of money they could come up with and what they could do. "A small workshop should be fine, but the output won't be very large."
"The output is not large?" The villagers were a little puzzled.
"Yes, you can't produce every day. Maybe you can only produce a few times a year."
“Can this make money?”
"You can make money, but it won't completely change the current situation in your village. After all, you'll need operating funds after building the workshop."
Haiyun and the others didn't understand, but it was probably because the money they had gathered wasn't enough: "Miss Wen, is there any other way?"
"Another way is to turn this place into a tourist village."
"What do you mean?"
"It's about attracting wealthy families to come here to play. This also requires a lot of time and energy, and even a lot of money. After all, everything costs money, right?"
When Haiyun and the others heard her say this, they all sighed, thinking that there was no hope.
Wen Zhenyi picked up the shells on the table at this time: "You can also make beautiful handicrafts from these shells. No one here cares about them because we are close to the sea. But what about people who are not close to the sea?"
When Haiyun and the others heard her words, they all looked at the shells in her hand: "Are you talking about these shells?"
Wen Zhenyi smiled and nodded: "Yes." She picked up a shell and said: "Poke a hole here, string it with thread and rope, and it will become a unique wind chime."
After she said that, she took out other shells and used them to piece together cute little animals.
The people of Hougang Village all moved closer to her, wanting to see more clearly.
Only then did they realize that the things they had always considered waste could be transformed into so many eye-catching things in her hands.
Wen Zhenyi explained a few of them and let them play freely with the rest. After all, each shell has its own unique pattern. As for how to make them into better things, it depends on themselves.
Haiyun and the others are now a little excited and can't wait to go to the beach to pick up shells.
One villager was relatively rational: "Miss Wen, how are we going to sell these things after we make them?"
"I can help you practice the system, but I can't guarantee whether it will succeed or not."
"Thanks."
Wen Zhenyi thought for a moment: "Do you have paper and pen?"
"Yes, yes, I'll get it." Haiyun immediately ran home to get paper and pen.
Wen Zhenyi turned to look at Shen Hanxing: "Brother Shen, I'll have to trouble you to help me draw something later."
"Okay, tell me about it first."
Wen Zhenyi told her about some handicrafts made from coconut shells, which are also very special ornaments.
Haiyun brought the things over breathlessly and placed them on the table.
Shen Hanxing looked at the yellowed paper and the forked brush without saying anything. He picked up the pen and began to draw on the paper what Wen Zhenyi had just said.
Haiyun and the others were dumbfounded when they saw what was written on the paper. They didn't expect that the coconut shell could have such a function.
"Can this be made into a handicraft?"
"Yes, but you have to remove the flesh inside and polish the outside smooth."
“We remember that.”
Wen Zhenyi thought for a moment and said, "I caught some things today that you haven't eaten before. Why don't you all stay and try them?"
"Can I?"
"Why not? If you catch them in the future, it can even increase your income."
"Thank you, Miss Wen."
"Don't thank me so early, come and help me."
The villagers were very grateful. They knew that this was Wen Zhenyi's way of teaching them in disguise and also providing them with some edible food.
Haiwa's kitchen was not big, so there was no way to fit everyone in. She simply asked them to take the ingredients to the yard.
When these ingredients appeared, everyone except Haiwa's family was dumbfounded.
"What are these?"
Wen Zhen explained them one by one and told them where these things appeared: "Catching these things is risky. I don't recommend fishing alone. It's best to have two people with ropes around their waists so they can help in case of danger."
Haiyun nodded repeatedly: "We will remember it."
Wen Zhenyi asked Axiang to light a charcoal brazier and then taught the people of Haigang Village how to process these ingredients.
She taught very seriously, and the villagers also studied very seriously. If they didn't remember or didn't understand something, they would ask, and she would answer them one by one.
After all the ingredients were prepared, Wen Zhenyi left a portion of each for Shen Hanxing, and distributed the rest to all the villagers present.
Haiyun and the others ate while sucking their lips and exclaiming how delicious it was. After they finished eating, they realized that Wen Zhenyi hadn't eaten a single bite.
The people all looked a little ashamed: "Miss Wen, Miss Wen, I'm sorry, I couldn't help it."
"It's okay. Next time you catch one, you have to give it to me for free."
"Okay, we will definitely send you there." The villagers smiled brightly.
Shen Hanxing took a bowl and divided half of the food in his bowl with Wen Zhenyi: "You know I have a small appetite, so help me eat half."
Wen Zhen looked at the bowl he handed over. She didn't give him much, but still took the bowl he handed over and took a bite: "I remember your appetite seems to have increased a bit."
"But I want to share the delicious food with you."
Wen Zhenyi paused holding the chopsticks, turned his head and looked into his eyes that were as sharp as stars: "If you want something delicious in the future, think of me."
The corners of Chen Hanxing's lips curled up into a beautiful arc: "Okay."
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