Su Qingluan looked at Mu Xingzhi's long gown with broad belt and elegant sleeves, looking like a worldly immortal, and then glanced at the little girl behind him who was sleeping with saliva drooling three thousand feet down, and felt a little tangled.
It's not that she looks down on people, she really doesn't think Mu Xingzhi is a person who can take care of children.
However, Mu Xingzhi seemed to know what Su Qingluan was complaining about in his heart. He smiled gently and pointed at the half-carrying basket of mushrooms at Su Qingluan's feet that she had neglected for a long time: "Qingluan can put the carrying basket here with me, and wait. It’s not too late to arrive at your doorstep.”
"So Mr. Mu, do you want to carry this backpack?" Su Qingluan looked at the size and volume of the backpack, and then at Mu Xingzhi's "slender and thin" figure - although he was very tall and tall - —I always feel that as soon as I put the backpack in someone’s arms, it’s totally different.
"This will block the view..." Su Qingluan's face was full of confusion.
Besides, the country roads are still a little muddy after the rain. If Mu Xingzhi accidentally drove her wheelchair into a ditch because she couldn't see the road in order to do this small favor for herself, she would be guilty of a big sin.
Mu Xingzhi smiled and shook his head: "You can put the backpack behind you." As he said that, he reached out and patted the back of the wheelchair, then turned his attention to the straps of the backpack.
Su Qingluan suddenly realized: She was stuck in a fixed train of thought. So I quickly thanked her, first used my stronger right hand to support my sister, and quickly hung the basket on the back of the wheelchair with my left hand, so that the wheelchair was helping to "carry" half the basket of mushrooms.
Seeing that Su Qingluan was ready, Mu Xingzhi slowly turned his wheelchair and walked slowly towards the Su family.
Because many places on the road were muddy, Mu Xingzhi's wheelchair moved slowly. Su Qingluan also slowed down and followed beside him unhurriedly, chatting with each other.
While chatting, Su Qingluan was still thinking about whether there were any resources that could allow the villagers in Huaxi Village to make money together, so the topic involuntarily turned to Huaxi Village: "Hey, our village, despite its beautiful scenery, It’s good, but there’s nothing special about it.”
"Specialty?" He was used to Su Qingluan's thinking, so even if the two of them were talking about tourist attractions one moment and jumped to the topic of the village the next, Mu Xingzhi didn't have any too unexpected reaction, but asked He said, "What specialties does Qingluan want from the village?"
Su Qingluan, on the other hand, was entirely because Mu Xingzhi could give an appropriate response no matter what she said, putting her in a particularly comfortable conversation environment. Therefore, when talking to Mu Xingzhi, she unconsciously became more and more interested. Casual, more and more relaxed - this is the main reason why she accidentally said "deviant words".
"For example, some minerals, or precious local delicacies, or very strange and beautiful scenery..." Su Qingluan muttered with some dissatisfaction, "It's a pity that these Huaxi villages don't have them."
Mu Xingzhi's eyes flashed slightly: "What does Qingluan want with this?"
Su Qingluan didn't notice the slight change in Mu Xingzhi's expression, and just continued to talk along the lines of thought: "Don't you think that if Huaxi Village had some specialties, our neighbors here would be richer?"
After all, she still has the most basic fear of this era. She did not say anything about "common prosperity for all", but just explained it in words that are easier to understand in this era:
"Although our life in Huaxi Village is peaceful and the weather is good all year round, there are very few disasters. However, it is surrounded by mountains and is located in a remote area. If it were not on a road that must be passed by traffic, it would probably be deserted."
She sighed: "In this case, there are no special products that can be praised. It is too difficult for the villagers here to rely on to have enough food and clothing."
"But I heard that the Qingluan family's life is getting more and more prosperous." Mu Xingzhi said with a smile.
Su Qingluan shook his head: "The catering business relies on repeat customers. However, the permanent population of Huaxi Village and Lefeng County is only that small, and most of them are just passers-by. It is still the turn of summer and autumn, and there is autumn again. As soon as the trial starts, there will naturally be more passenger traffic. But after more than a month, the weather will get colder, which will be difficult."
She is confident that with her skills, no matter where she eats, she can earn enough money to support the entire Su family's expenses, even if she is only open for most of the year.
But what about the other people in the village?
Even the helpers who could earn twenty or thirty copper coins in addition to taking care of a meal on a temporary basis were able to make them scramble to help. Everyone even put in a hundred and twenty points of effort to work. In order to be selected first next time...
"So I was thinking about whether I could use local materials to make something that was not noticed by everyone, such as wild fruits, wild flowers and grass, become a 'specialty' here and then..."
"Then what?" Mu Xingzhi lowered his eyes slightly, covering his eyes so that the look in his eyes could not be seen clearly.
Once Su Qingluan's thoughts strayed, it was easy to fly up and down and she couldn't control it. She imagined the most ideal state and couldn't help but bring a smile to her face:
"If we can find special products, we can develop a series of industrial chains from mining, production, transportation, and sales. In this way, everyone has work and money to make, and won't our lives get better and better? It would be better to develop What kind of gimmick can attract people from outside, whether they are settling down or traveling..."
When there are people, there is consumption, and when there is consumption, there is money to be made!
The more Su Qingluan thought about it, the more excited she became. Finally, she returned to reality from fantasy. When she turned around, she saw Mu Xingzhi staring at her with an inexplicable expression.
"..." It's bad. If she didn't pay attention and fell into too much delusion, she wouldn't be regarded as a snake syndrome with brain problems, right? Su Qingluan muttered to herself with some guilt, wanting to say something to make up for it.
"Well...actually, I just imagined it. You don't need to take it too seriously. Just treat it as a daydream..."
There were some incoherent excuses on her lips, but in her heart Su Qingluan was complaining to herself: Let you get carried away! Let you speak freely! Even if Mu Xingzhi can accept everything you said and still smile, it's because he is so well-educated, how can he complain about your impracticality if he doesn't have enough brains!
As if to prove that Su Qingluan's slander was correct, Mu Xingzhi shook his head: "If there are any precious minerals or herbs, they must be inspected by the government and confiscated. Ordinary people must not be tainted."
Look, look! Su Qingluan said in her heart: It was indeed regarded as a whim!
"But if it's ordinary ingredients, flowers and plants, that's fine..."
Eh? Su Qingluan was stunned: Mu Xingzhi was seriously considering the feasible plan he said?
"But..." Mu Xingzhi turned his head and looked deeply at Su Qingluan's face, "Nenrong, let me ask, why are you doing this?"
