"Xiaofan, do you want to grow tea?"

The old village chief can be said to be the person in the village who pays the most attention to Ye Xiaofan's movements.

He is Ye Xiaofan's strongest supporter. He is always ready to discuss with the veteran cadres and try his best to support him.

"Of course not. I don't have the energy to engage in other industries for the time being."

Ye Xiaofan is now at his wits end.

The energy of green wood is limited, so recently I can only prioritize, choose the order, and take care of crops and aquatic products.

I don't even have the energy to take care of alfalfa lately.

There is no time to research new business opportunities.

The secondary reason is that the road has not been repaired and transportation is inconvenient, so he does not want to make any other big moves.

This wild tea tree is particularly rare, let’s see if it can bring any surprises.

"Oh...that is, you have such an idea?" the old village chief tried.

"Old village chief, don't think so wildly.

"I just want to find some masters and learn simple tea-frying techniques, but I don't want to develop in this direction."

Ye Xiaofan quickly stopped.

I am afraid that wrong information will mislead the villagers.

How many pairs of eyes are staring at Ye Xiaofan now.

Just like the gallinopsis fungus.

In the past two days, some villagers have learned about the gallinopsis fungus, and many people have gone deep into the mountains and forests to pick mushrooms.

Yesterday, there were several people who picked a lot of wild mushroom stocks and wanted to sell them to Ye Xiaofan.

Naturally, they returned in vain, so they had to find a way to set up a stall in the market and sell them.

The old village chief smiled awkwardly, "Oh, I understand, I won't talk nonsense.

"I know people from Lijiacun. If you really want to learn, I can help you contact them."

"Okay, please."

Ye Xiaofan made sure there was someone nearby who knew how to make tea, which could save some things.

After two days of preparation, I took the wild tea tree buds and asked a master to process them.

By the way, learn more skills in this area, and you will not be overwhelmed by the many skills.

The old village chief talked about the recent Hongtai project that has professionals entering the village for measurement and planning.

"The houses of Lao He and Lao Li are in a key road section and cannot be bypassed, so they must be demolished. Of course, they are also willing to cooperate with the village in building roads.

"It's just that I'm a little worried about the compensation."

The old village chief said.

"Let them relax. I will discuss it with Hong Tai and try to get the money in place before the village road is repaired."

Ye Xiaofan answered.

Just a small thing.

I'm not afraid that someone will open his mouth like a lion.

Building roads will benefit the whole village. If anyone dares to make trouble at this juncture, others will drown him with just one spittle.

…

At around 9 o'clock, Ye Xiaofan took the two dogs to Chujiang.

I will sign a contract with Lei Yuran later for the Qianfucheng store.

Rent discounts and free property fees.

Ye Xiaofan would have to treat this young master to a meal, right?

Stop by a pet store and give your dog a bath.

"Wangcai, today I will let you experience the royal treatment! Don't keep silent, learn to be sharp.

"A crying child needs milk."

While driving, Ye Xiaofan talked to Wang Cai in the back seat.

I don’t know how much it understood.

When he turned around, Wangcai grinned enthusiastically, like a child laughing with his parents without making any fuss.

The vehicle was parked in a public parking lot about 300 meters away from Taoyuanji.

If you hold them, passers-by will have a 100% chance of turning their heads.

It was exactly 12 o'clock when we arrived at the gate of Taoyuanji.

The door was bustling with people, men and women, standing on tiptoe, leaning in, watching something.

Could it be that the customers were fighting or had a conflict with the clerk?

Ye Xiaofan didn't want this kind of thing to happen in the store.

Take a closer look.

There are reporters inside doing interviews, and young employees are carrying cameras.

A pretty girl wearing a red casual women's suit, holding a microphone, is interviewing guests.

Zhuo Wei, who was wearing work clothes, and three or five Xiaoyue employees acted as the background.

They were obviously not used to the feeling of standing in front of the camera and looked uncomfortable.

When the guests saw that there was a TV station interview, they would cooperate more or less subtly.

They put on makeup quietly or pretend not to care.

"Excuse me, sir, what's your surname?" A female reporter with long hair and a handsome appearance put the microphone in front of a fat man with a short hair.

"My surname is Hu."

"Oh~ Mr. Hu, are you a regular visitor here?"

"It shouldn't count. I've only eaten there four times since it opened. The snail noodles here are too expensive! Otherwise, I would definitely eat them every time."

"Oh, besides expensive, do you have any other feelings?"

"Yes, I come here every day to eat a bowl of snail noodles. I feel warm all over and am motivated to work!"

"..." The female reporter's mouth twitched and she smiled awkwardly, "It's quite magical. In this case, 40 yuan is not a waste."

She was going to find someone else to interview.

If this part were released, people would think that the TV station was paying money to advertise Taoyuan Ji.

"Wait a minute, I have something else to say. Can you tell the owner of this store through your TV station that instead of asking for a slight price reduction, it's okay to do some discounts occasionally.

"KFC also has Mad Thursday."

The fat man reached out and grabbed the microphone, and then let go after saying the last sentence.

"Okay. We will definitely convey it to you if we have the opportunity." The female reporter covered her lips and smiled softly.

Then, she stepped forward, glanced around, and picked out a girl with a shiny ponytail, sparse eyebrows, and a mean expression.

The female reporter asked her last name as usual.

This man's surname is Sun.

"Ms. Sun, what do you think of this snail noodle shop?"

"Hmph, not authentic!" He snorted coldly, "It only has the sour smell of sour bamboo shoots, so it can be called snail noodles? If you go to any snail noodles on the street, which one doesn't have a fishy smell?

"This one...it's delicious, but it definitely doesn't have snails added. It's completely blended with seasonings like bone broth concentrate!"

"The actual cost, I think, is only three to five yuan, and it definitely contains opium poppy shells, which makes people want to eat it again!"

The girl said something shocking and everyone was in an uproar.

The female reporter's eyes brightened, this was a great answer.

It doesn't matter if it's true or false.

When controversy arises, it becomes popular!

"What you said without any evidence, to put it more seriously, is called slander!" Zhuo Wei was impatient and walked straight over, staring.

"What, as a consumer, I can no longer reasonably doubt? A bowl of noodles costs 40 yuan, why don't you go and grab it? How dare you say that the cost of this bowl of noodles is more than 8 yuan?

"A pound of snails on the market costs three to five yuan. Your bowl of snail noodles costs 40 yuan. Even 20 yuan is too expensive for me!"

The female is physically upright and strong with her arms akimbo.

He stared at Zhuo Weiwei.
To be continued...