Chapter 1385 The sun is setting at the beginning of Baizhai 2. Gradually, it is combined with the rolling mountains to form a beautiful picture. In the depths of the mountains, after a long journey, Fan Wei and his party finally followed the rugged mountain road, climbed over several mountains, and finally came to the area of the Peshawar tribe located deep in the mountains.

When Fan Wei stood on the top of the high mountain with Yang Li on his back and looked down, wisps of cooking smoke were rising from the flat land between the mountains, and various stilted buildings made of bamboo and trees were mixed with mud houses and brick houses, forming a small but dense village. A clear river flows along the village, dividing the cottage into two, which is really a fairyland on earth......

"Oh, we have finally arrived, and look, at the foot of the mountain is the largest village of our Peshawar people, called Baizhai. There are about a few thousand households in the whole village, which is already the largest in the area. Zhou Da Mole looked quite proud when he talked about this, and he said excitedly with a cigarette in his mouth, "It's okay, it's okay, I'm still in a hurry to eat dinner." I will let you taste the best bamboo tube fish rice of our Peshawar people! ”

As soon as they heard that they were going to eat, Fan Wei's eyes couldn't help but light up, and they didn't even bring snacks in order to bring more teaching materials for the children. After not eating or drinking much and climbing the mountain road for such a long time, it is absolutely impossible not to be hungry. Without saying a word, in order to have dinner early, they began to walk along the mountain road towards the village at the bottom of the mountain.

"Uncle Zhou, did our Baizhai ever have a school?" Yang Li, who was on Fan Wei's back, didn't seem to be as shy as she was at the beginning, she turned her head to Zhou Da Mole and asked, "Have any teachers come to teach before?" ”

"School? Wow, our patriarch attaches great importance to education, and has built a primary school in the east of Baizhai. That was more than a decade ago. Zhou Da Mole pointed to the east, "Do you see the old stilted building?" Right there. Hey, the last teacher left the year before last, but he stayed in Baizhai for a few years, and he was also a good teacher, but people also want to go home and get married, right? It's not a problem to teach in this poor place all the time and get paid so little. ”

"Doesn't anyone in you Peshawar know how to teach?" Fan Wei also felt a little strange and said, "Why do you always rely on outsiders?" Can't you stand on your own? ”

"Yes, of course there are teachers, but there are too few people who can endure hardship, teaching in this kind of poor ravine, our people have little income, and they are not willing to spend more money on reading to their children, and the teacher's income is naturally pitiful, who wants to waste their youth here? Our Peshawar teachers generally go out of the mountains to become teachers in the county, and now people are very realistic, you can't even get a daughter-in-law without money, right? Zhou Da Mo said as he walked, "You can go and see why the teachers refuse to stay in a while." ”

Fan Wei didn't answer, since he came here, he would always understand the reason. They soon walked from the entrance of the village into the white village. When they arrived in the village, the popularity suddenly increased, and there were farmers walking on the narrow village road everywhere, and they didn't seem to be surprised by the appearance of Fan Wei and the others. Zhou Da Mo told them that the Peshawar people are the most friendly race with the Chinese people outside the mountains, and this place is relatively open, and there are many tourists, and people like Fan Wei and others have naturally become no strangers to the city.

At this time, Yang Li asked to get off Fan Wei's back, and after trying it, she felt that she could already walk on her own, and it seemed that the broken foot just now was not very serious. The group came to the patriarch's house in the center of Baizhai.

The patriarch of the Peshawar tribe is named Bai Zhennan, a middle-aged man in his fifties, and the fierceness of his name is that he seems to be very amiable. When Zhou Da Mo took Fan Wei and them into the patriarch's house, Bai Zhennan immediately got up with a smile to welcome.

"Oh, welcome, welcome, your arrival is overjoyed for the children of our Baizhai, they are really good people." Patriarch Bai Zhennan shook hands with the three of them one by one and said with a smile, "I have long expected you to come, as soon as the county told me the good news, I have already notified all families with children in Baizhai, how about it?" It's not a good road, is it? Hehe, you guys have worked so hard. ”

"You are so polite Patriarch Bai, we are here to teach, the hard work is certain, it's nothing." Fan Wei replied casually, and sat on the rattan chair with Yang Li and Xie Donglai, and the subordinates of the Bai patriarch next to him brought fragrant tea, everyone tasted a few sips, and immediately felt that this tea was very special, not only very fragrant but also very mellow, definitely good tea.

As if seeing what Fan Wei wanted to ask, Zhou Da Mole took the initiative to explain, "This is black tea, a specialty tea grown in the mountains of our Peshawar ethnic area, and it is not available anywhere else, only in the mountainous areas in the southwest of Guizhou Province." ”

"Oh? So why don't you take out such a good tea and sell it? Fan Wei felt very satisfied and said, "How can this tea be sold at a good price, right?" Isn't that the way to get rich? ”

"Hey, don't mention it, black tea is good at everything, but the yield is low, and it is very troublesome to stir-fry. Since we are a mountainous area, private tea is sold privately, how can the price be high, in the county, this kind of good black tea is only a few dozen yuan a catty, and the most people who grow black tea in a year earn a few thousand yuan. What's more, so many people have to eat, there is little land in the mountains, and the production of black tea is not high. Zhou Da Mo said helplessly, "The people in the mountains are poor, who doesn't want to do the business they can do, if it weren't for this and that restriction, black tea may really be a way to get rich." ”

"If you want to promote a kind of tea, the yield is not a problem, the less it will be, the more it is worth cherishing. The most critical issue is probably the brand. Fan Wei opened his mouth and pondered, "Why do famous teas like Longjing green tea and Tieguanyin sell at such a high price?" That's because of the high degree of awareness, the high familiarity of everyone, we have never even heard of black tea, even if it is delicious, the price will definitely not be able to increase, which is the key problem. ”

Patriarch Bai nodded, and said with a smile, "Don't talk about this, you must be hungry, right?" Let's go, dinner is ready, and we'll talk while eating. ”

Of course, Fan Wei and the three of them would not shirk, so they went to the restaurant on the second floor with the patriarch. Facing the sumptuous dinner at the table, Fan Wei couldn't help but be a little embarrassed and said, "The patriarch treats us so kindly, we really don't dare to be it." ”

"Dare to be, dare to be! You don't want to be paid, you voluntarily come to this poor and remote country from such a big city to teach, just rush this heart, and you deserve it! The patriarch smiled and personally poured home-brewed rice wine for Fan Wei and the three of them, "This wine tastes good, you will definitely like it." Come, toast first, I hope you can bring a different life to the children of Peshawar! ”

Fan Wei saw that he couldn't refuse, so he had to drink all the white rice wine in the bowl in one gulp, and Xie Donglai also drank the wine neatly. Yang Li took a small sip, but it seemed that she couldn't drink the taste, so she didn't continue to drink.

"Patriarch, I'll report something to you. On the road today, we met Li Xiongyao, the young patriarch of the Miao Jiang clan. After thinking about it, Zhou Da Mo still spoke, "They got in the car to collect tolls, and this Mr. Fan fought with them in order to protect me, and Li Xiongyao saw that his subordinates couldn't beat Mr. Fan, so he threatened him." ”

"What a bastard! This bastard is really getting too much! After listening to Zhou Damo's words, Patriarch Bai was naturally in the most aura, he patted his chest and said to Fan Wei and them, "Don't worry, as long as you are in Baizhai for a day, they don't want to touch a single hair of you!" Lao Tzu is trying to have a good fight with the people of the Miao Jiang tribe, yesterday, these guys just occupied a few acres of good land in Yunshanzhai next to it, and the owner of Yunshanzhai is looking for me to discuss how to grab it back. ”