359. Earlier than Muduwu Town, Xitang, Zhouzhuang

After dinner, a group of children surrounded Su Wan and were entangled. In fact, it was not true that they like Xiao Jiansisi and those little kids who liked "Yunhuang", but they were not so much in love that they had just received. Moreover, the gifts they had just received were not warmed up yet. Now the children want to rush out and make some gestures in the waterway in front of the room.

This is a remote-controlled electric toy. Not to mention the ancient water towns in 1998, there are not many children in Yuezhou City who can own such toys.

But now these young children can still hold back their desires and stay with Su Wan because of the two junior high school students in their family. The younger children will always unconsciously imitate the actions of older children. So when they see their older brothers and sisters around a bigger sister, they naturally don’t bother to make noise or crowd. They follow Su Wan tightly, fearing that they will be "compared" by their companions.

Yang Yi sat next to several parents at home and talked about the town’s next plan.

"Oh, oh, we understand what you said. Did you see the theater? Ah? Didn't you see the one coming from there?" Yang Yi's uncle's beard trembled, which was very funny: "Okay, okay, it's okay, it's okay if you didn't see it. Anyway, the stage has been set up. I'm in contact with a team in Zhouzhuang. If you are so good, we can't invite you. You said that you can do anything, so you just find a team. However, the head teacher of the Qu family is also a disciple of the old man of the generation, but his talent is a little bit short, so he has no fame now."

Yang nodded: "It's nothing. The most important thing is the ones I have repeatedly emphasized. Be calm and don't treat tourists as rare treasures. Everyone should do whatever they should do. People come to Jiangnan Ancient Town to experience the leisurely atmosphere of this water town. It's not that the scenery is so beautiful, or the world's first, second and third wonders. If you want to see that, they won't go to our stream, go directly to Huangshan Taishan, go to the Grand Canyon to the Three Gorges. If the conditions are better, go to the Maldives to go to the Great Barrier Reef, but they won't come to us. Those who are interested in the town are mostly those who like slower pace and can sit for an afternoon with a pot of tea. People like this are so enthusiastic and commercial, so others are not happy to come back. What they want is the charm of our Jiangnan Town."

A group of old people looked at each other and said they didn't understand.

Yang Yi's pressure was so great. Looking at the confused expressions on the old faces around him, I had to give an example: "Grandpa, do you usually like to soak a pot of Longjing and sit in the theater, academy or a kiln factory for an afternoon?"

"Isn't that nonsense? Why don't you pass the time?"

"Then do you like this kind of life?" Yang Yishun: "If you were asked to go to Yuezhou City, or just live in a building in the district government, would you? "

"What a f*ck, where is there any smell? You lie on the window every day and count cars." Grandpa Yang Yiqi shook his cigarette.

"Hey, this is the reason why people come to us to play, they are tired of the noisy in the city, and want to be quieter and do as they please. Since the residents of our town have become business owners, they must have the awareness of customer first. /o/m hand, hit it very quickly.) Since they don't like too much disturbance, we can't do our business and try our best to attract customers like outside. The same thing is, enthusiasm is the right thing to do, but don't scare people. The more we keep a normal mind, the more we can like it."

"So what kind of theater should you build? That Yiyiya won't disturb people outside?" Uncle Yang Yier and his second life have been a farmer. In addition to serving the one-acre and three-point land at the end of the town, he usually listens to music. He doesn't set up a gantry formation with his acquaintances and knows nothing about how to run a small shop for tourist spots.

"Oh, no." Yang Yi's mouth was dry, but he still couldn't explain clearly, so he simply waved his hand: "Anyway, the theater is open every day, but there is no need to hire a theater troupe anymore. It's good that my uncle and his uncle do it themselves. There are also printing and dyeing workshops and kiln factories, even if there is no work, they must be opened and must not be closed."

"Fire kilns every day?" Yang Yi's third cousin, the head of the town kiln factory and the only ceramic craftsman of this generation, suddenly widened his eyes when he heard Yang Yi's words. If he opened kilns every day, how could this work

Yang Yi smiled helplessly: "It's not that you burn every day, but just pulling the embryo. Who said you have to open a kiln? Most of the guests who come to visit will try to personally test how to mix mud and how to make the embryo. Who is really willing to go to burn the kiln? Now, the weather is so hot that you're so hot that you pay for someone to see, but they don't want to."

After understanding the explanation, Yang Yi's third uncle scratched his head hard, and it seemed that he finally understood the meaning of opening a kiln.

"Okay, Xiaoyi, I understand what you mean. I will ask people to inform you from the door to door early tomorrow morning. Although our town is small, it is not someone who has never seen the world and will not cause any shame." The second uncle nodded: "There are also banquets for the district leaders and the welcome ceremony are almost done, and there will be no trouble. Please think about it and see if there are any other things to pay attention to?"

Yang Yi thought carefully for a long time, but did not find any negligence or omissions. However, when he heard the banquet for the leaders of the district, he kept talking: "That table is arranged in the ancestral hall. Uncle, please inform us and give some of the special snacks here, delicious and easy to cook, such as green cakes, rice candy, frying fish and shrimps, etc., and prepare more and give them free tastings for guests."

Seeing that everyone was a little stunned, he quickly added: "It's only a day, it won't cost much money. You can hold such dinner parties regularly in the future. It's not too late to collect money at that time. But you must ensure hygiene and taste."

It turned out that it was a trick to attract customers. Everyone understood it now, but they had no objection and supported it very much. In the past, during the Lantern Festival, Xizhi Town also had the habit of holding a hundred-family banquet in the ancestral hall. However, the people who came to eat were their own people, and it was only that day. Everyone was familiar with the process, so they didn’t have to spend any effort.

"Okay, I have nothing to say. After the district leaders come to cut the ribbon tomorrow, everyone will sit at home to count the money. Our life here will only get better and better in the future."

Seeing that Yang Yi had nothing to say, his second uncle suddenly remembered something: "By the way, there is another thing. Next month's third day will be a good day. We old guys have decided unanimously to add your name to the ancestral hall."

Hum? 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 telling him, and he had no right to decide. However, if more than a dozen elderly people in the clan unanimously passed this proposal, it is believed that in addition to the contribution of tourism, those flood prevention and control measures are also a very important reason.

The land of Wu and Yue is not only different from the local accents of ten miles apart, but even the various clan ancestral halls have their own rules. For example, the Yang Family Ancestral Hall is not just a place where the ancestral tablets are offered. Those scholars who were ranked in the list in the early years, or those who made great contributions to their hometowns, were also among them when they were alive.

This is a huge honor, but Yang Yi didn't expect that he suddenly became one of them. In his memory of the previous life, it seemed that until his rebirth, the ranking of the ancestral hall had never been added to his life.

But no matter what, this is a good thing. If my mother knew about it, she might be so happy.

The discussion has been decided, and everyone has dispersed. Although the old man’s habit is not sleeping at sunset, most of them will not fall asleep later than ten o’clock. Even many middle-aged and middle-aged people are almost this point, which is somewhat out of touch with the outside world.

"Oh, that's the thing..." In the end, my second uncle called Yang Yi again. Just when he thought there was still some serious things to give, the old man suddenly blinked strangely: "The girl is good, we old guys like it very much."

Yang Yi suddenly felt a little uncomfortable when he discussed this kind of thing with his elders: "Uncle, he is my classmate, just over 16 years old, you..."

"What's wrong with the age of sixteen? When I married your uncle, I was still four or five months away from the age of eighteen. Isn't it normal for a girl to get married at the age of sixteen? Besides, I didn't call you what you are doing now. I just think the little girl is good, so I can't help you keep more attentive?"

The others looked deeply convinced, and judging from the attitude, if Yang Yidan dared to say a word, he would have to attack him. In this case, there was no room for Yang Yi to talk too much, so he could only nod. Arguing with the elders in the family, especially the stubborn elders, explaining and persuading is definitely not a good way to get along. Nodding directly and not forgetting to heart is the best way to solve the problem.

...

That night, Yang Yi returned to his old house. The house was big enough that he was not afraid of being unable to arrange the two of Su Wan and his daughter. However, it was not until now that Yang Yi discovered that having a tail followed him was really depressing.

Yang Man's attitude towards Yang Yi was from being domineering at the beginning, to later gradually becoming a little respectful and even awe, and as Yang Yi's own light bloomed, it continued to change. However, over time, this respect seemed to be exhausted. What a genius writer or a powerful and elegant brother were not taken seriously by Yang Man at all. Yang Man, who had regained his temper, regarded him as a capital for show off and vanity, and then often ate and drank.

For example, now, she is holding Su Wan's arm with her eyes changing stars: "Oh, she can sleep with Sister Xiaowan. She will wake up laughing when she dreams. If she tells me about this, I don't know how many people I will envy."

Yang Yiqiang held back his grief and anger. He had originally planned to take this opportunity to do something erotic. At that time, as long as his mother Yang Min and Su Mu fell asleep, pretending to be a ghost to slip on the door and pick the lock is within Yang Yi's consideration. But with the addition of Yang Man's light bulb, it would be like equipping Su Wan with a human-shaped wolf-proof device.

So Yang Yi buried his head in front and pretended not to hear what Yang Man said. At this time, no matter what his expression was, he would inevitably be seen by this cunning cousin. If her mouth was not blocked and she could lead to Su's mother, it would take Yang Yi's life.

With Yang Man's night, nothing really happened. Yang Yi thought he would be unable to sleep. After all, Su Wan was lying in the room between a wall. But whenever he thought of this, Yang Man's face would pop up like a ghost, making him lose his thoughts of reverie in an instant.

He does not have the fashionable girls-controlled hobbies in later generations.

...

Early the next morning, Yang Yi jumped out of bed very on time. The water town is indeed a good place to escape the summer heat. Although it is not as cool as the deep mountains and forests, and even needs to cover a thin cup, it is also very comfortable and comfortable. At least the electric fan is not available at all.

There was no movement in the neighboring house, but Su Wan came here this time, just for a pure play and rest, so she couldn't help.

When Yang Yi washed his face and went out, he went to his uncle's house early to meet with everyone, and when he came to the parking lot in the town, he was almost shocked to his eyes. There were more than 3,000 people in the town, and most of them were already here. Standing on the three floors of the theater and looking down, the dense crowds were as numerous as ants.

When did this grand occasion happen in Xizhi Town?

One of the staff sent from his second uncle to Yangyi Culture was counted as one, and even Yang Yi did not expect such a big disturbance. So Yang Yi quickly called Rogo again. The fat president who was doing the final preparations at Yangyi Culture Headquarters was also shocked when he heard this. He quickly asked the marketing department to organize a team of more than 20 people and rushed over. Only then did he feel a little relieved.

But just as he stepped on the car door and was about to set off, he received a call from Yang Yi for the second time. At first, the people in the town watched the fun, and when they were persuaded by Yang Tianying and Yang Haiying and other clans, they would do whatever they should do. However, the situation developed in the following situation was completely mixed with joy and sorrow. I don’t know if the advertising was strong enough or Yang Yi Culture was in a high-exposure period recently, so everyone was particularly interested in the actions of this company. Anyway, it was less than 8 o’clock now, but the tourists coming from outside were almost as large as more than a thousand people.

Compared with the local population, this is a one-to-three ratio. Even if it is a normal reception, this scale is enough for people to drink, not to mention that there are still people rushing over one after another.
Chapter completed!