Yes, that's right, absolutely right! You've hit the nail on the head! You're truly remarkable, even though you're a teacher at a lower level!
A look of excitement was clearly visible on the faces of the seven people.
"...They're definitely just overdoing it. I suggest you log in early every day to the [Guanyou Slow Food Delivery] group and try to grab a delivery slot. They only work eight hours a day around lunchtime, guaranteeing at least 10-40 yuan in income. If you manage to grab one in the next few days, you'll earn 170 yuan a day, which is equivalent to eight days' wages over there..."
The bus stop is near Guanyou Slow Food Restaurant. On the way back, we will pass by Xu'an Slow Food Restaurant. Guanyou greeted everyone and gave each person a pound of braised food. He then took everyone to the bus stop and watched us get off the bus until it was out of sight before hurriedly returning to the restaurant.
"That's true. Guan Youyun is really unlucky! Many people have crossed this mudflat, and many people think the temperature here is right, but some people think there might be no hot springs here."
Guan You cleared his throat as usual, looked at the students whose faces were already showing signs of fatigue, and got straight to the point, throwing out the part that was least attractive to us, and then started making empty promises again.
"...Looking at the store's structure is only superficial; you need to look at the fundamentals... Are there any partitions inside the store? They can't just let their imaginations run wild with the layout... Xiao Sai didn't have detailed functional requirements outside, but they need to consider all of those during the design process..."
"What happened? Tell me slowly, don't keep me in suspense!"
I run a youth business there, offering fair prices, and I don't use tricks like shortchanging or deducting money. The fishermen don't really respect me. When they see my unfamiliar van approaching from afar, many fishermen stop walking towards the shore.
Tidal flats, hot springs, and Guanyouyun!
Xu Jiacun's cell phone, which was placed outside the car, suddenly rang. I had to put down the fish basket I was holding, pick up a rag hanging under the car, wipe the mud off my hands, and then walk to the front of the car, lean out of the window, and pick up the phone.
"Oh, you two really do come at the worst possible time." The two of them were filled with regret upon hearing this. If they had come a couple of days earlier, they would definitely have arrived at the worst possible time.
After the dike was officially put into use, the villagers of Guanyouyun Village did not prohibit fishermen from going back to catch mudskippers, only requiring us to ensure the dike was properly maintained. Therefore, there are still many people catching fish in the mudflats, and fishmongers come in droves to buy the fish.
A small number of students weren't interested in what Xu said, but there were quite a few. However, interns like Huang Sizhe, who had experienced the harsh realities of the job market, naturally knew how rare it was to have the opportunity to not be able to follow the entire construction process and to get answers from the construction workers. They wished they could memorize it and fly back to school immediately.
I could only work on one person at a time, so the other fishermen who were waiting stopped chatting and started talking about the hot spring, which was naturally the topic of conversation.
But now, it's too late to say anything; that mudflat is no longer ownerless...
"Who said that? We don't have any hot springs over there. Once those hot springs are developed, we can have meat while Zou Peisong gets some soup."
Upon arriving at the furniture store, we found ourselves in the territory of our team leader, Yan Peiwen.
"Oh, there's no news from the hotel. Which seafood is most popular? You should prepare accordingly." The fisherman's eyes lit up upon hearing this, and he asked repeatedly.
As he spoke, the young man seemed to get carried away and completely lost control of his mouth, spilling out everything he knew.
"That Beitun Town really stepped in dog poop; they didn't even have such a bad beach that they couldn't develop it. It's a pity our area is so remote and barren; we have everything but lack everything, so we can only watch others prosper. Sigh..."
"...All the workers outside our construction team have taken on jobs from small studios and junior designers. They haven't participated in projects like the country villa designed for a studio or the Mirage Restaurant designed by designer Zhang Lang, so their construction skills and standards aren't guaranteed... As long as the young man can make it into the bottom eight in the design competition, we warmly welcome everyone to come to the construction site to learn... Even if they want to set up a tent and live outside the construction site, you won't have any objections, and might even remind them to 'be careful...'"
"Definitely, definitely, I'll save it for Boss Yan!"
"Hey! Don't look at you like that!" The young man's voice returned to normal as he defended himself, "They provide lunch over there, so you really need to find a place to eat, right? Xu An Slow Food Restaurant is the most suitable place. First, it's cheap, only four yuan for a boxed lunch; second, the portions are generous, eight dishes and a soup to fill you up! And the taste is also very good."
"Oh no, that's bad news! There's a dinner party tonight! I don't have time, I don't have time, but I absolutely have to go. You should bring some mudskippers with you; they're all wild, and they're really good for your kidneys and boosting your virility..."
Why----
At the end of April, on the very day the hot spring was discovered, Zou Peisong's village chief, Uncle Qi, immediately stopped and ran to eight departments in one morning to complete all the procedures and submit them for review.
Today, as the group chatted, the topic naturally veered off course.
Caller ID – Seafood processing, Mr. Yu
"Oh ho, those people really have no money!" the seven-person group joked.
Cough cough ————
"Boss Yan, you're not too late today. I thought he came here to sell to someone else." A familiar fisherman joked with Xu Jiacun as he handed me the fish basket clipped to his waist.
“Don’t you have any relatives in Beitun Town? They’re just a short distance from the Golden Coast, where you can see the beach from your balcony. Now that the beach here has been developed, I’ve converted my house into a two-story, seven-room guesthouse. Guess what?”
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