Long Jiale

One weekend passed, and eight tour groups were sent away. Not to mention the ticket price, more than 300 tourists bought large and small packages of agricultural products from many villagers in their village, such as dried sweet potatoes, local chickens and ducks. In just one or two days, many people have earned hundreds or even thousands of dollars... I heard that there will be more people coming next week.

People in the village now praise the village chief for his foresight when they meet everyone, and everyone wants to get a share of it: "It's better to make money from tourism, not to mention anything else, just tickets. It’s 3000 yuan if we watch it once, and if it’s included in the tour fare, it’s [-] yuan for [-] people.”

"The Shen family has made a lot of money this time. In his lotus field, he has raised fish and lotus roots for profit. Now he goes to the lotus pond to take pictures casually. A lotus is sold to everyone for 15 yuan. Buy, my god, plus the bamboo grove, I heard that if one head comes over, he can get 30, three hundred people is more than ten thousand yuan? This, this, this... This is simply a no-cost business."

"They also made a lot of money from group meals, which is amazing."

"Several waves of tourists a year are a good income."

"A lot of people in the county have called me to ask me about the situation in our village. Maybe there will be many individual visitors coming..."

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After a busy weekend, Grandma Shen, who was actively participating, could be rested. She squinted her eyes and heard various aunts and six wives from nearby villages come to introduce her to her granddaughter-in-law. After hearing that their Shen family made a lot of money, she Good grandsons are becoming more and more popular in the marriage and love market, and everyone can't wait to marry the daughter of the family.

I received a lot of photos of the women, all of them look good, they are smart, gentle and filial, and there are many college students. Grandma Shen took the photos and sent away all the relatives, and walked back to Shen's house by herself. .

As soon as he entered the yard, he happened to see Shen Zhoucheng driving his car back from the county town. He saw his grandma yelled, then got out of the car with the little fox, opened the trunk, and moved boxes of express delivery home.

When Grandma Shen saw this person and a fox, her face was filled with the joy of a good harvest.

She frowned, puzzled, and quietly stood by to observe.

Shen Zhoucheng cut the tape on the courier box, poured out the contents of several boxes, and then started to share the spoils with the little fox. All kinds of his own potato chips, no matter whether they were big bags or small bags or big cans, were all placed in a big box. The box, and the flavored chicken breast, chicken feet, chicken wings, and dried fruits that belong to the little fox are placed in another small box.

After dividing the loot, Shen Zhoucheng put the little fox into its snack box, and the little white ball happily rolled in a pile of chicken.

"Don't move around, don't crush the box."

Shen Zhoucheng pinched its small ears to remind it not to get too complacent, but he couldn't help laughing when he looked at the box of potato chips. Although they were all junk food, they weren't very tasty, but the point It is a sense of happiness.

Let the little fox put a few beautiful fox poses in the snack box, and Shen Zhoucheng took out his mobile phone to take pictures of it.

Grandma Shen was holding the stack of photos in her hand, and when she saw Shen Zhoucheng's appearance, she suddenly became angry. Look at this bear who is born alone.

Don't go on blind dates, don't have enthusiasm for people and girls, walk around with a little fox every day, and have a good-looking face for nothing...

After taking the photo, Shen Zhoucheng stroked the fur on the little fox's head, raised his head and smiled, and suddenly saw the unfriendly gaze of the grandma behind him. He felt cold all over, and quickly opened another package, smiling all over his face. Obsequiously following Grandma Shen.

She eagerly unfolded the things in her hands, hugged Grandma Shen from behind, with a smile on her face, and said in an extremely eager tone: "Look at grandma, and I didn't forget to sell it to you. Take a look, what a beautiful red dress, very festive. It must match you, besides the skirt, there is also your favorite sweet-scented osmanthus cake."

He was holding a middle-aged and elderly person's dress with dark red exquisite embroidery patterns, and there was a bag of pastries hooked on his little finger. After Shen Zhoucheng said these few words, he deliberately shook the pastry hanging in his hand.

Grandma Shen sneered in her heart: You still remember a grandma.

She glanced at the skirt, tried her best to suppress the corners of her disobedient mouth, and said in disgust, "You are a straight man with aesthetics."

Shen Zhoucheng: "..."

Choosing clothes for grandma, how can it be regarded as normal aesthetics?

Grandma Shen used to dress plainly, and in summer she wore gray, black and red short-sleeved underwear for the elderly. This time, in the tour group, she saw a few fashionable little old ladies in their sixties, wearing floral skirts and flat embroidered shoes. Like thirty or forty, Grandma Shen stared at people for a long time.

Shen Zhoucheng at the side noticed it, and imitated the style of those little old ladies to choose this dignified red dress.

Shen Zhoucheng: "...Grandma, where did you learn these strange words?"

"I learned from the little girl who came to travel. Look at you, you are only four or five years older than her, and there is a generation gap with the little girl..."

It was snowing in June, and Shen Zhoucheng, who felt that he was more wronged than Dou E, was depressed, "Well, if grandma doesn't like it, I will go back."

"Refund whatever, I bought everything." Grandma Shen pushed Shen Zhoucheng away, grabbed the skirt and pastries and went back to the room.

Shen Zhoucheng sighed, and returned to the snack box, propping his chin with his hand in depression.

When he first came back, he was still an obedient grandson in the eyes of grandma, but now he has turned into all kinds of evil grandchildren who are disgusted by dogs.

Sure enough, distance creates beauty?

The little fox got up from the pile of snacks, stretched out his paw and patted him on the face as a sign of comfort.

After a while, Grandma Shen came out in a new dress, and a pair of beautiful embroidered cloth shoes on her feet. She took off the dusty clothes before, and she was more than ten years younger.

Grandma Shen was a well-known beauty when she was young. When she gets old, her foundation is still there, and her figure is well maintained. Before that, she was thin and thin. Recently, she may have a better appetite. She ate more, gained some flesh, and she is also young. Quite a lot.

Changing clothes is like changing a person.

Seeing Grandma Shen come out, Shen Zhoucheng leaned forward to pick up a silver comb and combed Grandma Shen's hair beautifully. Grandma Shen went to look in the mirror. The old lady made no difference.

Shen Zhoucheng praised Grandma Shen for her beauty and kindness, while picking up his mobile phone to take beautiful photos of the little old lady. At Grandma Shen's request, he even installed a few beauty cameras.

"I have something to go out." The little old lady, who had been home less than an hour ago, waved at her grandson again, and went out to show off her new clothes.Having already stepped out of the door, the little old lady still didn't forget to turn her head and tell her: "You remember to help grandma also go online to buy a smart phone. Grandma doesn't want that black brick-like elderly phone."

And the photos of those blind date girls had long been forgotten by her.

Shen Zhoucheng nodded obediently, raised the little fox, took its little paws and shook his hand at Grandma Shen, "Got it, grandma will come back soon."

Sending Grandma Shen away, Shen Zhoucheng took the little fox and moved all the snack packages into his room, took a can of potato chips by himself, and helped the little fox get a few packs of chicken wings, sitting in the yard together Eat snacks and bask in the sun.

Since the Qingbi Mountain he contracted began to receive tourists, Shen Zhoucheng's cultivation speed has been rising like a rocket. He discovered that his strength is actually linked to the "popularity" of Qingbi Mountain. This "popularity" refers to but the breath of the living.

After receiving hundreds of tourists, he successfully evolved from a 200w aura miniature manufacturing machine to a 500w small manufacturing machine.

At this time, Shen Zhoucheng thought, those ghosts and supernatural religions that were talked about by gods and gods were not all nonsense.

For example, the power of faith is very important.

He needs the power of faith. The source of this power of faith can come from various sources, such as the gratitude he responds after being blessed by his dragon energy, or the positive and loving mood he showed when he was playing in Qingbi Mountain... …

Of course, the highest level is——

Shen Zhoucheng set a small goal for the future in his heart. In the future, he will build a dragon temple on Qingbi Mountain. Every day, it will be surrounded by incense and worshiped by passers-by. It is best to make a dragon body made of gold... But wait, His body seems to be silvery white?

Shen Zhoucheng, who woke up from the dream in an instant, opened his eyes, only to find that after the little fox next to him ate the chicken wings and chicken legs, the whole fox fell asleep lying on the stone, drooling while sleeping, Shen Zhoucheng hated it He glanced at it carefully, snapped his fingers with his right hand, and decided to try out his new innate ability on it - cloud and rain.

I saw a dark cloud floating above the head of the little fox. The cloud was about the size of the little fox, just enough to cover the little fox. After a while, it started to rain, and the little white ball that was awakened by the rain jumped up instantly. If you don't want to, hide in Shen Zhoucheng's arms.

Shen Zhoucheng quickly put away the dark clouds, the little fox was pleasantly surprised to find that the rain had stopped, and the little head that had just woken up had no time to think about it, it shook Mao Mao, jumped off Shen Zhoucheng, and picked up another bag of chicken breasts Let Shen Zhoucheng help you tear apart the meat—since you’re up, let’s continue eating.

Shen Zhoucheng tore it apart with a dark face, pinched its small pointed ears, and said with disgust: "What else do you do besides eating and sleeping every day?"

Shen Zhoucheng hugged the white dumpling that was eating non-stop, wondering in his heart, logically speaking, he loses so much spiritual power to the little white dumpling every day, and the ten little foxes should also transform into forms. The mass, except for a little shinier fur, was unchanged.

He poked its chubby belly and questioned him: "You have swallowed so much spiritual power, you should give me some reaction."

The little fox raised his head and glanced at him, then burped loudly.

Shen Zhoucheng: ==

This is not the response I want.

"Give me back my blood and spiritual power!"

"--belch!"