Fang Jing was not the only one in the village who was also visionary, and Li Yuanming also faintly smelled some kind of business opportunity from Fang Jing dragging things from the sea three times and twice. Moreover, since the beginning of this year, it is an indisputable fact that there are more and more tourists in the village, especially Fang Jing's farmhouse, because of the opportunity, this month has made a lot of money, especially after the news of the shipwreck, there is an endless stream of guests entering and leaving the farmhouse every day, nearly 30 rooms, which are full every day, and other villagers in the village have also benefited. It's a lot easier to earn.

The only regret is that the road in the village is too bad, otherwise there would be more guests coming to the village.

As soon as Fang Jingyi put forward a plan for building roads, Li Yuanming immediately convened a villagers' meeting and worked out the regulations for road construction with several village cadres.

To paraphrase the words of the old man in the village, Fang Jing is willing to spend so much money to repair the road in the village is that this child is grateful, not forgetting the township, their old bones are poor at home, and they can't make up much money, at least within the scope of their ability, they can help if they can, and help this child save one. Everyone comes out of a village, who doesn't know whom, it's not easy for anyone to make two dollars, it's Fang Jing, who has made a lot of money in the past two years, and that is also the money earned in the wind and waves, and it can't be wasted.

In July, it is the hottest time of the year, but Dongzhuang is unusually lively and lively.

Early in the morning, I heard the sound of tractors dragging cement and yellow sand pebbles, and everyone went to work before dawn, rushing to pave a little more road at the coolest time of the day. Everyone is very motivated, and if the road is opened one day earlier, the village will benefit one day earlier.

Fang Jing was not idle, called Zhu Zhi, borrowed a project supervision from Brother Zhu, stared at the progress and quality, and other matters to pay attention to, it is necessary to put an end to the tofu scum project and build this road in the village to be strong and durable. Even if it is not as good as the road in the neon country, it can still lie on the ground after surviving the earthquake, at least it can't be like some tofu scum projects in the city, and the newly built cement road will crack within three or two months.

In mid-July, Fang Jing received a call from Professor Yu again, and then remembered that the matter of the skull had not been resolved.

These days, Fang Jing has also contacted several relatively high-level research institutes, but people are talking about millions of funds, Fang Jing thinks that his purse is not rich enough to that kind of Cheng Dù, so he can only retreat to the second, go to the forensic plastic surgery laboratory that teaches them, and maybe there will be gains.

Moreover, he hadn't seen Professor Lu for a long time, and he really missed this old man, so he just took advantage of the summer vacation to go and see this old man.

Fang Jing has always felt that Professor Lu is a noble person in his life, this old man who is also a teacher, a father and a friend, has given him great help in his life, this help is not only to help him introduce the news of work-study when he was in college, nor is it to run around after graduation, so that he, an unpopular professional in cultural relics, can seek a stable job in the museum, and most importantly, the old man is the first person to lend a helping hand to him when he is at the lowest point in his life. It was precisely because of Professor Lu's seemingly casual help that Fang Jing straightened his shoulders and back, broke through many setbacks, and grew into a thriving little poplar in the new era, instead of blackening all the way and transforming into a crooked neck tree rotting inside.

Among them, Professor Lu has made great contributions.

The next day, Fang Jing packed two changes of clothes, brought some souvenirs from his hometown, and thought that Professor Lu had always had a hobby of collecting coins, so he took a few of the Mexican Yingyang that he fished up this time, wrapped them in a gift box, and took Cen Jiu and went straight to Haicheng.

The two got up early, didn't eat, and rushed to the city on the first bus.

By the time we got to town, there were already a lot of people waiting on the side of the road. Many villagers carry the burden and drag their home-fed chickens and ducks, as well as newly picked side vegetables, to the city to sell.

As soon as the car came, everyone scrambled to squeeze up, and the sieve basket and basket crowded the small minibus, and the smell of chicken and duck feces and urine wafted in the air, not to mention the taste.

Fang Jing and Cen Jiu sat in the back row, opened the window of the back seat, almost stuck their heads out of the window, and took a few deep breaths to ease up.

"We need to buy a car." Fang Jing thought about it and said to Cen Jiu.

Anyway, he is almost a boss worth hundreds of millions now, and he still takes a car when he goes out, and he doesn't have a car, which is really cheap and inconvenient.

It is also that Fang Jing has made a windfall for a short time, and most of the time is at sea, otherwise he would have nested in the small fishing village of Dongzhuang, and he didn't think of this fork, and now as soon as he goes out, he finds it necessary to buy a car.

It's summer now, but if it's winter, there is no air conditioning in the minibus, and the snot will freeze out when you sit in the city.

And the driver's license he took in the first year of work must be useful, otherwise it will fall into dust if it is put in the box.

Cen Jiu had always been very curious about the car, a box that would automatically run away, and nodded when he heard that Fang Jing wanted to buy a car.

"Buy."

"When I go back, I will register you for a class, and you will also take a test, and you will also be equipped with a trolley when the time comes." Fang Jing patted Cen Jiu's shoulder, the anger of the trench exploded, and he was particularly generous, "If the luck is still so good at the end of the year, I will allocate a car to everyone in the family." ”

Except, of course, Dad Fang and Fang Xiaole.

Cen Jiu nodded harder, and a sense of crisis surged in his heart.

My boyfriend is too capable, and he is particularly useless, what should I do?

The people around turned their heads one after another, wanting to take a look at the back seat, who was the young man who was as easy as buying a carrot in his mouth, and after recognizing it as Fang Jing, a kind smile appeared on his face.

The old Fang's family is developed, I think I was so poor that I didn't even have to eat, sure enough, young people still have to study more, it is much easier to make money after reading, and if you don't study, you can only do small jobs like your parents, work the construction site, and you can't make a few dollars in the sun and rain all year round.

Several juniors in the same car suddenly made up their minds to stare at the little cubs in the family and read books carefully after they went back, and they couldn't be stocked like before.

Fang Jing didn't know that his few unintentional actions suddenly aroused the wind of reading in the village, which could be regarded as an unintentional good deed.

Three hours later, Fang Jing and Cen Jiu stood at the crowded Haicheng West Station again.

"That's a lot of people." Fang Jing pulled the collar of his T-shirt and fanned the wind, pulling on a pair of leather sandals, his young face looked like a recent college graduate, standing at the exit of the crowd, shaking his head from side to side.

Professor Lu knew that they were coming to Haicheng today, and said that he would drive to pick them up.

Cen Jiu's eyes were as good as he could, and he soon found Professor Lu's little Volkswagen in a pile of red, white, black, gray, blue, green, and yellow boxes.

The gray little public was hidden in a bunch of mid-to-high-end cars, Fang Jing saw the license plate clearly, and happily ran over, Professor Lu lowered the window, nodded and smiled at them.

"Get in the car." Professor Lu said.

Fang Jing was so hot that after pulling the car door and sitting up, he found that in addition to Professor Lu, there was also a middle-aged man with a small beard and a little natural curly hair in the car.

When the middle-aged man saw Fang Jing, there was a smile in his eyes: "Hello, hello, this is Xiao Fang, right?" ”

Fang Jing's mind spun around quickly, and he quickly understood who this person was.

"Professor Yu?"

"Hahaha, it's me and I'm me, how did Xiao Fang recognize me?" Professor Yu smiled.

Fang Jing's head was full of black lines, thinking to himself that no matter how he didn't care about external affairs, he had still seen the photos of the heads and brains of several departments of Haida Okay, not to mention that they only talked on the phone half a month ago, and he was not Alzheimer's, how could he not tell it so quickly.

It seems that Professor Yu is quite concerned about this matter.

Professor Lu started the car and said, "Go home first, your wife knows that you are coming, and she said early that she will make a delicious meal for you." After dinner, I'll accompany you to the old studio to have a look. ”

Mrs. Lu expressed a warm welcome to Fang Jing and Cen Jiu's arrival, she was deeply impressed by Cen Jiu, a young man who was a little shy and energetic, and when she saw the two of them coming together, she was particularly enthusiastic and shouted to introduce a girlfriend to Cen Jiu, which made Cen Jiu speechless, embarrassed and weird, and frequently cast a look at Fang Jing for help.

During the banquet, Fang Jing discussed the matter of the forensic sculpture studio with Professor Yu in great detail, but the majors were different, even though Professor Yu explained in detail, Fang Jing still smiled politely and ignorantly.

"Don't talk about these skeletons and bones when you eat, eat well, and after eating, you go to the studio and talk about it." Mrs. Lu loved Fang Jing, interrupted Professor Yu's talking, and said respectfully, "You don't care about them, eat well, those two old things, painted by cultural relics all day long, don't get tired of talking all day long." ”

The art master, who is well-known in China, is actually not too old, was scolded by Mrs. Lu for an old thing, but he didn't even dare to reply, and after eating, he took Fang Jing to Haida's studio.

This is not the first time Fang Jing has come to the Academy of Arts, but he never knew that there was such a world in that inconspicuous small building.

When he entered the door, Fang Jing was startled by a bloody simulated autopsy.

Nima, half of the bright red muscles, half of the skeleton, and the internal organs are exposed, is it scared to pee.

A beautiful brown-haired woman is sitting at a workbench, playing with a skull with small sticks of different lengths glued to it, and a huge LCD screen is displaying a 3D modeled model, which looks like it.

Fang Jing's eyes lit up, and he could already see that the model on the display screen was the prototype of the skeleton on the table that simulated it.

Good, good, so greasy!