Lin Jinyue was also thinking about this problem.
The entertainment facilities in the village are still not as good as those in the town.
However, there was not enough cost to invest in the early stage, and everyone was unable to live in a safe and solid house.
When Lin Jinyue heard that Wang Cuiju had a way to keep them here, she became quite excited.
Wang Cuiju originally wanted to say something, but seeing how cautious Lin Jinyue was, her tongue was tied for a moment.
"That's right... I've seen other teahouses have storytellers. Those young masters like to listen to stories while eating and drinking. If the story is interesting, they won't waste the whole day, and the daily turnover will be quite a lot."
Wang Cuiju handed the book to Lin Jinyue, "Er Ya, take a look, this divine book is better than those pedantic books. I only flipped through two pages and couldn't bear to put it down."
Lin Jinyue's eyes lit up.
She seldom goes to the city, so she never expected there would be such a low-cost business.
There's no need for all those fancy things; a book and a storyteller are enough.
However, this book still needs to be reviewed. Lin Jinyue has no time limit in the farm space, so she can copy a paragraph every night and change the background of the time travel.
Lin Jinyue did not let them bring the book, but instead prepared to look for a storyteller first.
Wang Cuiju said: "I think we don't need to look for outsiders, we can do it ourselves."
Wang Cuiju even started to learn the storytelling skills in a very serious manner.
He used her air conditioner remote control as a gavel and slammed it gently, "Let's talk about that extraordinary woman, Mu Jinghong, who came from heaven..."
Lin Jinyue’s eyes widened.
No wonder people in ancient times loved to listen to storytelling. Storytelling is much more interesting than reading text.
After she finished reading a paragraph, even though she had already read it once, she still felt unsatisfied and wanted to continue listening.
When Wang Cuiju spoke, she also added some of her own understanding.
For example, this is a time-travel novel, written from a modern background, and Wang Cuiju just thought that was where the gods lived.
Then the heroine was changed into a deity who descended to earth.
Lin Jinyue listened with great interest. She thought that Wang Cuiju was a good manager. She had all kinds of abilities. No matter who she talked to, she could make people feel comfortable. She also had a strong learning ability.
It's really a waste of her talent to let her be a storyteller.
She asked Wang Cuiju: "Who else in our village can tell stories?"
Wang Cuiju thought for a moment and said, "Oh, that's quite a lot. Er Gouzi, A Man, and Goudan, no, Lin Chen and the others love to go and listen, and they will tell us about it later."
Lin Jinyue immediately asked her to make arrangements and made a decision immediately, "Let Yunheji Restaurant open in advance. Aunt Chunhua, you will still be the chef."
She looked at her husband, Wang Cuiju, and said, "You should be the manager of Shawan County first. Remember to keep an eye out for any foreign faces. If the diners mention the situation outside Lingnan, you should also talk more about it."
Wang Cuiju immediately remembered, "I remember... I feel that people in Lingnan have become rich recently, especially those from Guangcheng."
She began to recall: "I heard that it was because of the drought in Jiangnan and the war that the price of food went up."
A pound of rice is already selling at a sky-high price outside.
If it is shipped outside Lingnan, the price is simply more expensive than gold.
Lin Jinyue asked again: "How did they transport it out?"
Wang Cuiju thought for a moment and said, "It seems to be the Qianhai Road."
Lin Jinyue:! ! !
Wow, sea shipping has already started.
There was a maritime ban in Dagan and people were not allowed to go out to sea, but there were always some people who took the risk, and the shipbuilding industry in Lingnan was also well developed.
The current situation is not a crisis, but Lin Jinyue thought that after some time, she would slowly stop the business in Lingnan.
Leave a grocery store.
Got to make money fast.
Lin Jinyue was just thinking about it when Wang Cuiju, Chen Chunhua and the village chief were bounced out.
The others are still there.
I don’t know what Lin Fugui said to them, but the remaining men kept calling her “the reincarnation of a fairy”.
Lin Jinyue felt embarrassed after hearing this.
She wanted to explain, but the cold voice in her mind was:
[System: Warning, warning, please do not expose yourself. ]
Well, it seems that Tong wants her to accept this identity.
Lin Jinyue had already started digging her toes into the ground, but this method seemed to be a better solution...
In the future, when we get food and all sorts of other things out, everything will be explained.
Once everyone in the village knows about it, outsiders who come over will think it is a very normal thing.
Seeing that they kept calling her "Goddess", Lin Jinyue changed the subject: "We have to make money faster. Next we need to make blind box pens. Those of you working in the woodworking workshop can take some time to come here and make glass pens."
Lin Jinyue cast the screen to the TV, "Here is a simple production process. I will tell you how to make colored glaze, and then we will sell colored glaze pens."
Everyone was stunned.
This group of people have always been poor, but they also know the value of Liuli.
Those are all tributes!
A piece of colored glass is worth a thousand gold!
The group's eyes gradually became fanatical.
Especially Lin Fugui: "Then don't just make glass pens, there are so many of us, we can all work together, we can make glass bowls and plates, and your windows... I see that some of the young masters are eager to take a piece of it."
Lin Jinyue shook her head.
She took out several telescopes that she had made not long ago and showed them to Lin Fugui and the others.
"Take a look."
This telescope is made of glass made in China. It is very transparent and after being polished, it can see very far away.
Lin Jinyue: "I always feel that if we make glass and someone makes this telescope, those secret tree house observation points we built on the mountain will probably be discovered."
Several people calmed down quickly.
Glass is absolutely not allowed, otherwise if they squat in a higher place, all the secrets of their village will be seen by people.
And things are turbulent outside.
Several people felt that it would be better to make this telescope, which could save lives at critical moments, as early as possible.
They watched the simple video instruction and started making glass pens while learning by experimenting.
Lin Jinyue watched the operation and found it a bit risky, so she said to them, "From now on, glass pens can only be made on the farm, otherwise I'm afraid you will get hurt."
Lin Chen was a little hesitant, "Will I not get hurt in here?"
Lin Jinyue nodded: "No..."
Before he could finish his words, Lin Chenqi took the knife and cut his hand.
His eyes widened: "This, this, this... the wound is actually healing on its own!"
Lin Jinyue held his forehead with his hand. The name Lin Goudan really suited him better.
Unexpectedly, others were also eager to try it out.
Unexpectedly, when Lin Chen was scratching for the thirteenth time, he was still feeling that it didn't hurt at all, but he suddenly felt dizzy.
Everyone was scared at once.
Lin Jinyue could see his health bar through the system panel. Wow, it was already below the red line.
Lin Jinyue quickly got him a cup of brown sugar water.
Lin Chen was revived with full health in an instant.
Wounds heal faster, too.
Everyone was shocked.
These people were even more certain of what Lin Fugui said, that this was the immortal’s cave!
Otherwise, why could a cup of brown sugar water save the dying Lin Chen?
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