359. After dinner earlier than in Mudu Wuzhen, Xitang, Zhouzhuang, a group of children surrounded Su Wan and wouldn't let her go. In fact, it's true that little kids like Xiao Jian Sisi liked "Yunhuang", but they haven't loved it to the point of forgetfulness. Moreover, they haven't warmed up to the gift they just got. Several children are eager to wait for it now. Rush out and have a good swim in the water channel in front of the house. This is a remote-controlled electric toy. Not to mention that it was still an ancient water town in 1998. Even in Yuezhou City, not many children can own this kind of toy. But now this group of children can still restrain their eagerness and stay with Su Wan, also because of the encouragement of the two junior high school students at home. Smaller children will always imitate the actions of older children unconsciously, so when they see their brothers and sisters gathered around an older sister, they naturally don't mind being noisy or crowded, and follow Su Wan closely. , I am deeply afraid of being "compared" by my peers. Yang Yi, on the other hand, was sitting next to several parents at home, talking to them in detail about the town's next plan. "Oh, oh, we understand what you said. Did you see that side of the theater? Huh? Didn't you see the one coming from that way?" Yang Yi's uncle's beard trembled, which was really funny: "Okay, okay, forget it if you didn't see it. Anyway, the stage has been set up. I contacted a team from Zhouzhuang. We can't invite them if they are too good. You said anything is fine, then I just found a group. But the leader of that Qujia class is also a disciple of Mr. Chuanzi, but his talent is a bit different, so he is not famous now. " Yang nodded: "Nothing, the most important thing. The ones I have repeatedly stressed are the same. Be calm and don’t treat tourists as rare treasures. Just do whatever you are supposed to do. People come to Jiangnan Ancient Town just to feel the leisurely atmosphere of this water town. If you want to see the most beautiful scenery, or some of the best, second, or third wonders in the world, people won’t go up to our Xizhi. They will go directly to Mount Huangshan, the Grand Canyon, and the Three Gorges. No matter how good the conditions are, If you go to the Maldives or the Great Barrier Reef, you won't come here anyway. Most of the people who are interested in the town are the kind of people who like a slower pace and can sit there for an entire afternoon with a pot of tea. , everyone is too enthusiastic and commercial, and others will not be willing to come again. What they want is the meaning of our Jiangnan town." A group of old people looked at each other and expressed that they did not understand. Yang Yi’s pressure is huge. Looking at the blank expressions on the faces of the old people around me, I had to give an example: "Grandpa, do you usually like to make a pot of Longjing and go to the theater or academy or kiln to sit for an afternoon?" "Isn't that nonsense, otherwise? How to pass the time?" "Then you like this kind of life?" Yang Yi said politely, "How about you go to Yuezhou City or live in a building at the district government?" "What the hell, where can I live?" "What does it smell like? I lie down by the window and count cars every day." Grandpa Yang Yiqi shook out his cigarette pipe. "Hey, that's why people come to our place because they are tired of the hustle and bustle in the city and want to be quiet and have fun as they please. Since the residents of our town have become business owners, they must have customers The supreme consciousness. /o/m Hands, fight. (The update is super fast) Since they don’t like too much interruption, we can’t do business like the outside, and still be enthusiastic. That’s right, but don’t scare people. The more we keep a normal mind, the more people will like us.” “Then what kind of theater are you talking about? Yiyi’s will not make any noise outside.” People? "Uncle Yang Yier has been a farmer all his life. He has always had time to spare. In addition to tending the one-third-acre land at the end of the town, he usually listens to music or sets up a dragon gate with acquaintances. He has no idea how to run a small shop in a tourist spot. , that is completely ignorant. "Hey, no." Yang Yi's mouth became dry when he said it, and he still couldn't explain clearly, so he simply waved his hands enthusiastically: "Anyway, the theater is open every day, but there is no need to hire a theater troupe. Usually my uncle It's good if they do it themselves. Even if there is no work, the printing and dyeing workshops and kiln factories must be kept open. " "Fire the kilns every day?" Yang Yi's third uncle is from the town. The person in charge of Li Kiln Factory, who was also the only ceramic craftsman of his generation, opened his eyes wide when he heard Yang Yi's words. If the kiln is open every day, how can this work? Yang Yi smiled helplessly: "It's not about burning every day, just drawing embryos. Who said we have to open the kiln? Most of the guests who come to visit I just want to try out how to mix clay and make embryos. Who really wants to go to a kiln? It’s so hot no matter what the weather is now. If you pay someone to go see it, no one is willing to do it. ” “I understand. Explain, Yang Yi's third uncle scratched his head hard, it looked like?So I understand the meaning of opening a kiln. "Okay, Xiaoyi, I understand what you mean. Early tomorrow morning, I will ask people to go door-to-door to notify you. Although our town is small, we are not inexperienced people, and we will not cause any embarrassment. "That's all." The second uncle nodded: "The banquet for the leaders of the district and the welcome ceremony are almost done. There won't be anything wrong. Can you help me think about it and see if there is anything else that needs attention?" " Yang Yi thought carefully for a long time and found no oversights or omissions. However, when he heard the leader of the banquet area, his mind changed and he paused: "The banquet is arranged over there at the ancestral hall. Sir, please inform us that we should prepare more of our special snacks here, which are delicious and easy to make, such as green cakes, rice candy, smoked fish and shrimps, etc., and give them to guests for free. "Seeing that everyone was a little stunned, he quickly added: "It's just one day, it doesn't cost much. We can hold this kind of dinner party regularly in the future, and it won't be too late to collect money at that time, but we must ensure hygiene and taste. " It turned out that it was still a tactic to attract customers. Everyone understood it now, but they didn't have any objections and they were all very supportive. In the past, during the Lantern Festival, Xizhi Town also had the habit of holding a banquet for hundreds of families in the ancestral hall, but the only people who came to eat were their own people, and it was only on that day. Everyone is familiar with the process, so it doesn’t take much thought. "Okay, I have nothing more to say. Tomorrow, after the district leaders come to cut the ribbon, everyone can just sit at home and count the money. From now on, our life here will only get better and better." Seeing that Yang Yi didn't want anything As he said that, his second uncle suddenly remembered something: "By the way, there is one more thing. The third of next month is a good day. We old guys have unanimously decided to add your name to the ancestral hall. Inside." Huh? Yang Yi looked at his uncle in surprise, but found that a group of old people were looking at him with certainty. Obviously, the news was just told to him, and he had no decision-making power. However, the proposal was able to be unanimously approved by more than a dozen elders from a wealthy family. It seems that in addition to the development of tourism, the measures to prevent and control floods are also very important. In the land of Wu and Yue, not only are the local dialects different from each other ten miles apart, but even the ancestral halls of each clan have their own rules. For example, the Yang Family Ancestral Hall is not only a place where ancestors' tablets are enshrined, but those who were successful in the early years, or clan members who made great contributions to their hometown, can also be listed among them while they are still alive. This is a huge honor, but Yang Yi did not expect that he would suddenly be among them. In the memory of his previous life, it seemed that until he was reborn, there had never been a living person added to the ranking of the ancestral hall. But no matter what, this is a good thing. If my mother knew about it, she might be very happy. After the discussion was settled, everyone dispersed. Although the old man did not have the habit of sleeping at sunset, most of the time he fell asleep no later than ten o'clock. Even many middle-aged and middle-aged people are at this point, somewhat out of touch with the outside world. "Oh, what the hell" Finally, the second uncle stopped Yang Yi again. Just when he thought there were more serious things to tell him, the old man suddenly blinked his eyes strangely: "The girl is pretty good, we few The old guys like it very much." Yang immediately became confused. He felt a little uncomfortable discussing this kind of thing with his elders: "Uncle, he is my classmate and he has just turned sixteen. You guys " "What's wrong with being sixteen? When I married your aunt and uncle, I was still four or five months away from being eighteen. Isn't it normal for a girl to get married at sixteen? Besides, I didn't tell you how are you now? , I think the little girl is pretty good and I want you to be more careful, okay?" The others looked like they were convinced. Judging from their posture, if Yang Yidan dared to say even half a word, they would attack him in groups. . In this case, Yang Yi had no room to talk, he could only nod his head. Arguing, explaining, and persuading is definitely not a good way to get along with elders in the family, especially those with stubborn tempers. Nodding directly and keeping it in mind is the best way to solve the problem. … It was night, and Yang Yi returned to his old house. The house was big enough, and he was not afraid that it would not be able to accommodate Su Wan, mother and daughter. But it wasn't until now that Yang Yi realized that having a tail following him was really depressing. Yang Man's attitude towards Yang Yi, from being bossy at the beginning, to gradually respecting and even aweing her, continued to change as Yang Yi's own light blossomed. But as time went by, this respect seemed to have worn away. Yang Man ignored any talented writer or a man with strength and temperament. Yang Man, who had regained her temperament as a young lady, completely regarded him as a means of showing off and vanity, and would often eat and drink with him. For example, right now, she was holding Su Wan's arm with stars in her eyes: "Oh, oh, oh, oh, I can actually sleep with Sister Xiaowan. It's almost like I'm dreaming and I'll wake up laughing. If you tell my classmates about this, "I don't know how many people will die from envy." Yang Yiqiang suppressed his grief and anger. Originally, he had planned to take advantage of this opportunity to do something sexy. At that time, as long as his mother Yang Min and Su's mother are asleep, Yang Yi can also consider pretending to be a ghost to sneak in and pick the lock. But adding the light bulb Yang Man was like equipping Su Wan with a humanoid wolf-proof device. So Yang Yi buried his head and walked in front, pretending not to hear what Yang Man said. At this time, no matter what kind of expression she made, this cunning cousin would inevitably see something. If she didn't cover up her mouth at all and revealed the matter to Su's mother, Yang Yi would be dead. With Yang Man at night, nothing really happened. Yang Yi thought he would be tossing and turning, after all, Su Wan was lying in the room across the wall. But whenever he thought about it, Yang Man's face would appear like a ghost, making him lose his reverie in an instant. He didn’t have the fashionable hobby of controlling girls in later generations. Early in the morning of the next day, Yang Yi jumped out of bed on time. The water town was indeed a good place to escape the summer heat. Although it was not as cool as the deep mountains and old forests, and even needed to be covered with a thin cup, it was still comfortable and comfortable. Very, at least things like electric fans are completely useless. There was no movement in the neighboring house, but Su Wan came here just for fun and rest, so she didn't need her help. And when Yang Yi washed his face and went out, went to his uncle's house early to meet everyone, and then arrived at the parking lot at the end of the town, he almost lost his eyes in shock. There are more than 3,000 people in the town, and I am afraid that most of them have already arrived. Standing on the three-story stage of the theater and looking down, there are as many people as ants. When did such a grand event happen in Xizhi Town? Not one of the staff sent by his second uncle to Yang Yi Culture, not even Yang Yi, expected to make such a big fuss. So Yang Yi quickly called Luo Ge. Over at Yang Yi Cultural Headquarters, the fat manager was making final preparations. He was also shocked when he heard this, and quickly asked the marketing department to organize a team of more than 20 people. After rushing over, I felt a little more at ease. But just as he stepped into the car door and was about to set off, he received a call from Yang Yi for the second time - at first it was just people in the town watching the fun, but after being persuaded by Yang Tianying, Yang Haiying and other elders of the clan, he also called Yang Yi. Just do whatever you have to do. But the next development of the situation was a mixture of joy and sorrow. I don't know whether it was because the advertising intensity was strong enough, or because Yangyi Culture was in a period of high exposure recently, so everyone was particularly interested in this company's actions. Anyway, it's not even eight o'clock yet, but there are almost a thousand tourists rushing in from outside. Compared with the local population, this is a ratio of one to three. Even if it is a normal reception, this scale is enough for one person to drink a pot, not to mention the crowds that are coming one after another. Luo Ge was speechless for a long time. After hanging up the phone, he thought for a moment and hurriedly hung up the phone to Meng Chang. Thanks to Jiang Jianmo, Meng Chang, who was originally the district chief, also entered the district committee team because of his effective execution of Jiang Jianmo's flood control orders. Today's ribbon-cutting of the ancient town tourist area was originally presided over by him, but now it seems that it is indispensable. I need to trouble others first.