The construction of the signal tower is in full swing.

In contrast, Yan Cheng's homestay life is much more leisurely.

I woke up in the morning, cooked myself a bowl of Yangchun noodles, and fried two eggs - now the kitchen was full of fresh ingredients from the villagers last night, enough for Yan Cheng to eat and drink for several days.

After breakfast, Yan Cheng began to continue to clean up the guest room.

According to Yan Cheng's plan, one of the eight houses is the main house where he lives, and the other needs to be reserved as a staff dormitory.

After deducting these two rooms, the old mansion can be sorted out with a total of six rooms.

Another morning passed from this busy work.

【Homestay Name: Arishe】

[Grade: Unsightly]

【Number of Rooms:6/6】

[B&B fund: 92058 (yuan)]

After spending 200,000 yuan, Yan Cheng's belongings were only the 100,000 or so that he had saved as a social animal before.

After that, I spent a small amount of 10,000 yuan on things such as buying computers, running broadband, and hiring workers.

"It's really uncomfortable to shrink assets!"

"I thought that the system would often have cash rewards, but now it seems that I was reckless, and the 200,000 turned out to be all!"

"The business license will arrive in a few days, and the B&B will have to open quickly!"

The meaning of the existence of the system is to help Yan Cheng build a top homestay, so the possibility of directly rewarding cash afterwards is very small.

In other words, if Yan Cheng does not manage well, even with the help of the system, there is still a possibility of bankruptcy and bankruptcy.

After tidying up all the guest rooms, Yan Cheng easily cleaned up the common area of the old mansion.

When Zhang Sheng came to complain that day, Yan Cheng filtered most of it, but he still humbly accepted some small details, and he happened to deal with them today.

Lunch was settled at Granny Liu's granddaughter-in-law's place.

When he came back, Yan Cheng noticed that the courtyard door of Lan Rongrong's house was halfway open, and he knew that there must be someone in her house at this time.

"Where did little Nizi go?"

Yan Cheng came to the door of Lan Rongrong's house and knocked on the door.

"Who!"

A shirtless, white and chubby schoolboy ran out, holding half of Wangwang's crushed ice in his mouth, and was sucking it with relish.

"You are Rongrong's younger brother...... Paste? Yan Cheng almost didn't recognize this little fat man.

I remember that three years ago, when Yan Cheng returned to the village for the New Year, he took this little fat man to set off a cannon.

Since then, Yan Cheng has given this little kid a nickname: Pasty Face.

The little fat man was originally happy today, but when he heard Yan Cheng call his nickname, he suddenly woke up the bad memories that had been sealed for a long time.

His face froze for a moment, and he cried out with a "wow".

"Hey, don't cry yet, what about your sister?" Yan Cheng asked, pressing the little fat man's head.

Seeing that the little fat man couldn't stop crying, Yan Cheng could only take out a piece of steel hammer: "Come, tell me your sister's whereabouts, and you can use this dollar to buy popsicles to eat." ”

"You're fooling the dog, now the cheapest popsicle costs two dollars! Woooooooooooooooo ”

", prices are rising so fast!"

[Please keep the host elegant......]

Yan Cheng directly took out five yuan and stuffed it into the little fat man's hand, and the little fat man suddenly smiled.

"My sister went into town, and my parents said she didn't come back that soon." The little fat man replied with a grin.

Yan Cheng frowned: "You don't know what your sister is doing?" ”

"I don't know."

"Okay, do you have any change in your pocket, find me three dollars."

"Woo woo woo ......"

With a confused face, Yan Cheng returned to the old mansion with his thoughts.

Lan Rongrong is about to go to college, and she doesn't have any relatives in the city, so what are she doing in the city now?

Unfortunately, Lan Rongrong's parents worked on a pig farm near the village, and they rarely returned to the village once a week, and their faces were basically free-range, so Yan Cheng didn't have a chance to ask Lan Rongrong's parents.

I hope there won't be any problems with Rongrong.

Back at the old mansion, Yan Cheng continued to think about the homestay.

The tasks of the current level have been completed, and the only thing that Yan Cheng needs to spend his attention on is shooting promotional videos and recruiting employees.

Yan Cheng has been an editor of a travel magazine for five years, and he also has a hobby of photography and videography in the past, so shooting promotional videos is not a problem for him.

After thinking about it for a while, Yan Cheng had a rough plan in his heart.

Using his mobile phone, he first took a group portrait of the villagers in Tianyuan Village, taking pictures of them picking firewood and farming, highlighting the rural customs.

He also photographed the landscape of the old house, focusing on the scenery outside the window of the stream tank and the main house, and later relied on editing to achieve mutual echo.

Finally, I wrote a long paragraph of narration.

This busy work is already busy until the sun goes down.

After importing all the footage into the editing software, Yan Cheng, who was originally full of confidence, always felt as if something was missing.

What's missing?

"Ah Cheng!"

Brother Shuangzi's voice came from outside the old mansion, Yan Cheng agreed, and saw Brother Shuangzi and Gao Jun walking in.

Brother Shuangzi was holding two roast ducks in his hands, and Gao Jun was holding a case of beer.

Brother Shuangzi smiled heartily: "Finally, on the weekend, the brothers finally have time to come and see you, your old mansion turned homestay, it's really like that!" ”

Gao Jun put down the beer and squatted in front of the stream tank and exclaimed: "Ah Cheng, you are about to play with the fish, this stream tank is not simple!" ”

"You still know this?" Yan Cheng was surprised.

"Otaku don't have to know everything, right?" Gao Jun looked proud.

"You know everything, but you don't understand women!" Brother Shuangzi ruthlessly poked Gao Jun's pain point.

Because of the lack of external conditions and the introverted and obscene personality, Gao Jun's mother has been single so far, and he has not even touched the girl's hand.

However, Gao Jun has completely laid down, watching anime every day in the office when he is idle, and occasionally brushing gifts for virtual anchors.

In the words of Brother Shuangzi, this dead fat man is hopeless.

The two moved bamboo chairs and sat next to Yan Cheng, and when they saw Yan Cheng's sad face, they asked the reason.

"I'm shooting a promotional video for the B&B, but I always feel like something is missing."

"Oh? Show us? ”

Yan Cheng opened the edited video and played it for the two to see.

Originally, he didn't have much hope for the suggestions of the two, but he didn't expect to be broken by Brother Shuangzi: "This is not simple, there is a shortage of people!" ”

"People?" Yan Cheng's mind flashed, and it suddenly brightened.

Yes, this video highlights the idyllic scenery of the countryside and also captures the historical vicissitudes of the old house, but only the "humanities" are missing.

Some powerful B&Bs even attract a large number of tourists just by relying on the personal charm of the hosts.

There are even tourists who go to talk about ideals with the host.

Brother Shuangzi said leisurely: "If you want me to say, you will let Rong Rong be a model, sit at the door of the homestay, and you will take a few good-looking shots, the effect will definitely be good!" ”

"That's an idea, but it's a pity that Rong Rong hasn't been at home recently." Yan Cheng frowned.

Gao Jun lowered his head and thought about it, and suddenly patted Yan Cheng on the shoulder:

"Ah Cheng, didn't you know how to play the guitar before, why don't you take a picture of you playing the guitar?"