"Yes, that's what I want to help you with, authentic rural tourism. I called you a few days ago and asked you to find a few of the poorest villages. Have you asked them to prepare them?" Chu Beichen pointed to a store in front and pulled Su Nian in to eat cold noodles.
"Three servings of cold noodles and vegetable tofu," Hu Hongde ordered loudly, then took out a wet wipe from his pocket and wiped the table carefully while nodding.
"It's been prepared a long time ago. There are many poor villages here. I've told the villagers to follow my instructions and get paid immediately. They are very willing to do it!"
"We have also arranged accommodation for everyone. The earthen kangs are prepared according to the standards of twenty years ago to prevent them from getting damp. I also asked them to light a fire at night!" Hu Hongde said nervously. The guests he was receiving this time were not ordinary. He always felt that such a rustic hospitality was a bit too neglectful.
Hearing Hu Hongde say this, Su Nian was overjoyed. "They just like this kind of taste. Old Hu, I'm telling you, don't go for luxury. These people have seen all kinds of luxury, but they've never experienced this kind of tacky!"
"Okay..." Hu Hongde nodded hesitantly. He actually had no experience on how to entertain rich people, but since Su Nian said so, he just did it.
There were snacks on the roadside. Everyone ate quickly but was very satisfied. After leaving the shop, they were still discussing the taste in groups of three or four, while the local residents watched from afar with curiosity.
Chu Beichen introduced Hu Hongde very solemnly, saying that he was the local official and that Hu Hongde would personally lead the group on the rest of the journey.
Hu Hongde looked at the faces in front of him. These people were all business tycoons. Hu Hongde had seen these people's images in wealth reports more than once. Now they were all real people standing in front of him. Hu Hongde felt confused and dreaming.
He mechanically greeted everyone, then stepped into his jeep, telling the driver to lead the way and drive steadily.
The place where Su Nian was born is also one of the poor villages, and it was included in the itinerary unsurprisingly.
A few years ago, Su Nian and Chu Beichen invested money to help build a road in their hometown, and now this road is of great use.
The mountain road is rugged but flat, with unique mountain scenery on both sides of the road.
It is early autumn now, one of the best times of the year. The entire mountain forest is painted with rich colors, like an oil painting with thick ink.
Sha Qilin walked and sighed, saying that this place was truly beautiful.
Isn’t it true? The fruit trees grow by the roadside, with red fruits hanging on the branches. Just looking at the color makes people salivate.
Now that the road has been repaired, the time it takes to get into the mountains has been shortened from a whole day to six hours.
The reason is simple. The mountain road is so rugged that everyone's luxury cars cannot accelerate at all and can only drive on the mountain road like old cows.
In the evening, the afterglow of the setting sun dyed the entire valley red, and everyone finally saw the entrance to Laowan Township.
A group of seven or eight-year-old kids gathered by the large bluestone at the entrance of the village. When they saw the convoy approaching from afar, they immediately jumped up and rushed into the village, shouting, "Here they come!"
These children were specially placed here by the village to report information. When the old village chief heard what the children said, he quickly called on the villagers to come out with gongs and drums.
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