He asked Chen Xing to look at a building in the distance.

"The hotel, my dad repaired it, of course, our company also has a share, and it has been open for two months now, and the income is not bad."

This kind of inn in a small town was built very quickly, only three floors, but it is quite long, and it is estimated that there are many rooms inside.

Hearing Zhou Peng's introduction, Chen Xing nodded and said, "Of course the hotel with this kind of attraction makes money, how much does it cost to stay for one night?" ”

"It's not expensive, one hundred and sixteen, and we also include breakfast."

This price is okay for a tourist attraction, after all, this is not a fire attraction, the price is expensive, and people took a car to the county to live that night, after all, the two places are not very far apart, and the road has also been repaired, unlike when Chen Xing first came, it was completely a dirt road.

Chen Xing said to Song Shulan, "What about your brother?" ”

"At home, we know you're coming, my brother and mom are cooking at home."

"Huh?"

Chen Xing said in surprise.

He wasn't going to eat here...... And isn't there a cafeteria for eating?

"What are you?" Zhou Peng was slightly dissatisfied, "When people hear that you are coming to cook for you, what's the problem?" ”

Zhou Peng has lived here for a long time, and he is also familiar with Song Shulan, and knows that she likes Chen Xing.

He thinks this girl is very good, she looks good, and her personality is also down-and-out and generous, the key is that she is a college student, and people with this kind of condition still like Chen Xing wholeheartedly, isn't this a marriage that fell from the sky? As for the friend that Chen Xing played abroad, Zhou Peng could only say who she was?

Distant relatives are not good.

So he really hopes that Chen Xing and Song Shulan will fall in love, foreigners should forget it, can we have our Chinese sisters?

"No, I didn't." Chen Xing hurriedly explained.

Then whispered to Zhou Peng: "Have you eaten their moss?" ”

"I've eaten it, what's wrong?"

"Huh?"

What's wrong?

Zhou Peng thought for a moment and asked:

"You don't have a psychological shadow on this, do you? Actually, I think it's okay, you can eat seaweed, but you can't eat moss? When others do it, they also have to deal with it, and it is not dirty, and it is washed in water every day, maybe it is cleaner than the food we eat. ”

When Song Shulan heard Zhou Peng's words, she knew that Chen Xing was arranging this dish again, and she also smiled and said, "That's it, Brother Xing loves to say that this dish is not delicious, what's wrong?" We've been eating it this way for so many years, and it's even used as a snack in school. ”

"Yes, yes, yes."

Chen Xing rolled his eyes.

It's not a question of whether it's good or not, or it's weird.

Well, there are many dishes abroad that look stranger than this fried moss, and I don't think there is anything, it may really be the same as what Zhou Peng said, this is already a psychological shadow of my own.

"Huh? Isn't this Ah Xing? Long time no see. "People on the road were greeted by people.

"Well, come back and see."

"Come back more, it's thanks to you that it's so lively now."

Chen Xing looked at the environment while walking, the arrival of tourists did not seem to bring much damage to the environment of Chunmanzhai, and now it seems that the advantages of developing into a scenic spot still outweigh the disadvantages, at least for now.

The Miao Village here may not be as trendy as the famous Qianhu Miao Village in Guizhou, but there is also a traditional beauty to such houses, and many tourists are taking pictures.

Speaking of taking pictures, Zhou Peng said: "Didn't you have a photo taken on the hill of the temple? Now it has become a check-in point, and there are so many people on the mountain at night. ”

Some angles will become a good photo no matter how you shoot, which is called a camera position in the photography circle, and it is obvious that shooting Miao Village on the cliff outside the temple is a good camera position.

In this case, Chen Xing pointed to the other side.

"And what about this mountain?"

"The way up the mountain is blocked by the Miao people with an iron gate, and ordinary people can't go up, by the way, have you seen the witch they said?"

"No, what about you?" Chen Xing said.

"No, I'm still wondering if there really is anyone living up there? I haven't seen her come down for a year, only if someone in the village is sick and inconvenient to go to the city, I heard that it is an aunt in her thirties, and I feel a little sad, this is the same as going to prison. ”

"Huh?" Chen Xing said, "Didn't you say that she was a beauty in her twenties?" ”

"Where did you hear that?"

"Forget." Chen Xing scratched his head.

Forget it, anyway, this is all the Miao people's own business, the house is the house, the house is not a crime, Chen Xing can't control this.

He has brought enough changes to the village, and now the older generation of the village can do nothing but recite at home, and the young people no longer listen to them.

The concept began to change, and under the influence of tourists, he moved closer to order, which was also Chen Xing's original intention to establish this tourism company in the first place.

After not being to one place for such a long time, it stands to reason that there will be a sense of strangeness.

But small towns, or villages, not to mention a few months, maybe there will not be much change in a few years, there are no new houses, and there is nothing missing, only tourists who walk around from time to time will make Chen Xing feel happy, and he walked through Miao Village to the back of the mountain, and only when he saw the strengthening of Dai Village, he showed a surprised expression.

The last time I visited, there were only a few of these wall paintings, but now most of the walls facing the mountain pass have been painted. Let the original elegant bamboo building be dyed with a layer of bright color, which is extraordinarily bright in the sun.

These paintings include shepherd boys riding bulls, blue skies and green grass, and old people fishing, each of which is a scene of pastoral atmosphere.

"Song Xingwen did it all alone?" Chen Xing asked.

"Who else but him?" Zhou Peng asked rhetorically.

"Yes." Chen Xing said with a smile.

He now knows how to paint, and has always said that he will find a time to paint seriously, but after returning from Norway, he has not started to write until now. Nowadays, when looking at these places from the perspective of a professional painter, there is always a feeling of an art village.

The geographical conditions of Dai Village are also very good, the front is Miao Village, the mountain, behind is the clear mountain spring, the water flow is relatively stable all year round, spring, summer, autumn and winter, the highest water level will not be over the knee.

If it's open for accommodation, some artists looking for inspiration will love it.

When she was about to arrive at Song Shulan's house, she trotted up and knocked on the door.

"Brother, grandma, Brother Chen Xing is here."

Zhou Peng scolded with a smile: "You don't exist for me, right?" ”

"And Zhou Peng."

"Where's my brother?"

Song Shulan rolled her eyes.

Chen Xing laughed and put his arm on his shoulder.

The door opened.

Song Xingwen still has that kind of smile, but he can obviously feel that his smile is brighter than before.

But isn't it, he used to come back after graduating from college and draw blindly, and he couldn't make much money, and he still ate at home and lived at home all day long, isn't this just gnawing old age? So many people in the village chewed their tongues behind their backs, saying how he was doing.

The village is so big, what can be hidden?

Now, his ideals are being realized, there are more and more tourists coming to the village, and his paintings have been praised by many people.

(End of chapter)