Zhou Yi misses when he was a child, when it was simple happiness to fish and swim in the river.

Now, however, the river of memory has long been filled with garbage, polluted with the discharge of wastewater, and in the dry season, the river is full of stench.

Zhou Yi had an idea to control the river and return the small town in his hometown to the green mountains and clear waters.

It's an idea, and it's never a dream, because it's practical, especially as Zhou Yi's money gradually becomes abundant, and the idea gradually becomes a plan.

However, this plan is far from mature, and there is still some way to go regarding the construction plan of the hometown town in his heart.

The town is naturally muddy, but in the Dongtian Mountain and Yanxi River, although it is only not far from the town, it is still green mountains and green waters because of the blockage of people.

However, at this time, the waterside of Yanxi is no longer the old view.

On the banks of Yanxi, where the farmland was barren and overgrown with weeds, ridges of fields were reclaimed, demarcated into blocks, surrounded by canals, and planted with strange trees that were not tall - grapevines, which were unique to Zhou Yi in Dongtian!

These people all came together under Zhou Yi's "Dongtian Fruit Industry", cultivated and planted, and accepted the share of the grapes after they were sold.

With Zhouyi's strong guarantee in all aspects, as long as the grapes are planted and planted with all their hearts, don't be afraid that the grapes will not be sold, sign a contract, and all will be sold by Dongtian Fruit Industry.

In this way, the villagers who had already seen Zhou Tong and his family make a lot of money with Dongtian grapes last year and had already been red-eyed, one by one, flocked to Zhou Yi's house, and signed a contract with Zhou Yi without hesitation.

The villagers were originally conservative, although they spent money lavishly on weekdays, but when it came to the juncture of "life and death", they hesitated and hesitated, but in the end they could not bear the stimulation of the young people who worked in the city during the New Year.

These young people who have returned to their hometowns are already full of enthusiasm and are struggling to find opportunities, but now, in their hometowns, a great opportunity is in front of them, and there are already people who have made real money through this way, earning money that they may not be able to earn by working for decades, and at home and on the land, and the risk has been minimized, how can you not be moved?

One by one, I can't wait to find Zhou Yi, sign contracts, reclaim land, and plant grapes.

Of course, at the same time, there are also those golden bell grasses. With Admiralty, even the money for pesticides is saved.

With the opening of the land on the bank of Yanxi and the elimination of weeds, an ancient bluestone road was revealed on the bank of Yanxi.

The bluestone slab has carved the vicissitudes of time and witnessed the historical changes of this land.

Ping'an - the county is a county with tea, and this is an ancient tea horse road!

Zhou Yi looked at the horseshoe prints on the stone stairs of the ancient road, and almost saw the ancestors hundreds of years ago, pulling horses and holding bundles of tea, starting from their hometown, and selling tea to distant frontiers, Tibetans and Mongolians.

The sound of horses' hooves is not only a return, but also a passerby!

At this time, the tea horse ceremony, under the modification of Zhou Yi, re-showed his ancient charm of the body, revealing a culture and history. At the edge of the ancient road, at the request of Zhou Yi, a series of buildings with retro wood and stone structures were built, taverns and tea shops.

The food in Dongtian is too eye-catching in this vast world.

From the surrounding world, to the provincial capital, and even all parts of the country outside the province, there are already people who are famous for feasting!

The chefs here are by no means grandcooks; But the ingredients here are the best that you can't find anywhere. Just like a piece of jade, even in the hands of ordinary craftsmen, the carved ones are probably better than the ornaments carved by top craftsmen with ordinary rough stone.

With the fermentation of word of mouth, more and more people flowed, and the realm of Dongtian Mountain gradually revealed its unbearable state, and the "grape ditch" that Zhou Yi was preparing to build on the bank of this Yanxi River became the best diversion site.

It is enough to believe that even if the things grown here are not as wonderful as those cultivated by the spiritual energy in the cave, the spiritual water of the cave will eventually flow into the lake, and then a very small part of it will eventually jump down from the waterfall and join the Yanxi to nourish this large area of land; I believe that on the banks of this Yanxi River, in the future, even if there is a gap in the realm of Dongtian Mountain, the things raised are much better than the ordinary things outside.

It is almost impossible for an average vine to grow grapes in the first year of planting; However, the vines cultivated by Zhou Yi have reached the youth stage, which is enough to bloom and bear fruit, and coupled with the cultivation of aura, they are enough to produce grapes in that year.

Zhou Yi is an eager person, and if he has the conditions, he can't afford to wait!

You see, in this spring, with the more than 80 acres of grape land planted by Zhou Yina first, soon, all the grapes in the cave have bloomed, connected together, and converged into a white and holy sea of flowers; The sweet breath attracted countless people and countless bees and butterflies to wander and dance in it.

There are also many pairs of young people who happen to meet a good day, and simply find a cameraman to wear a red wedding dress in this sea of flowers, leaving an eternal memory!

Not only young people, but also those wandering artists, also fell in love with this sea of flowers.

Some people danced here, some people began to sing like flowing water, so that the notes drifted with the white clouds; There are also people who have picked up a paintbrush and are bound to leave this beautiful fairyland!

Hu Shancai, a poor painter.

His paintings don't sell for money; When he made the most money, it was in the hands of real estate developers, who did not ask him to paint, but to splash ink at the sales office to make an artist's style - in fact, it was no different from the vase in the house.

When he had no money, he went to make a vase for others; When I had money, I ran around with my painting tools.

He is also a person who loves good food.

Ran to Baisha, heard people talk about the food of the cave, and with a move of the index finger, he came by car.

He crossed the steel city, looked at the wilderness suburbs, from the flat land to the mountains, and when the mountains rushed to the top, his hand was ready to move again.

This time it wasn't the index finger that moved, it was a full ten fingers!

When I got out of the car and really arrived at the cave, this ten-finger trembling had become an extreme desire.

He forgot about **, forgot about tiredness, forgot about the cleanliness habit of he was covered in stinky sweat, some, just a paintbrush in his hand, just full of fragrant flowers, just hope that in an instant, all the wonderful flowers, the whole piece of white flowers are recorded.

With a stroke of inspiration, the pen waved, and from then on, it was out of control!

As the number of tourists increases, so does the accommodation and food in Dongtian.

Hu Shancai, whose funds were almost exhausted, soon faced the fate of being kicked out of the inn.

Fortunately, at this time, Zhou Yi saw his painting and decided to let him use it as a payment; As long as there is a painting, he will be provided with food and lodging for free.

And this sub-mountain landscape painting, Pinghu map, and ten miles of pure white grape flower scenery have become the scenery of one small inn after another.

Perhaps one day, when Hu Youcai is worth a hundred times, these series of mountain catalogues that have allowed him to gradually transform from an ordinary down-and-out painter struggling on the edge of life to an artist who is the darling of high society will show a legendary story and add a bit of magic to this mountain world!

When groups of people heard that the grapes were blooming, they looked at the photo, the picture, a sea of white flowers, one by one, ready to move, and was about to rush over.

At this time, the short flowering period of the vines has passed, leaving only regrets all over the ground, leaving a prospect for next spring......