Zhu Zhiyuan's face shape is average, square or round, not ugly, but not distinctive.
But he was tall and muscular, and his overall masculinity diluted the appearance of his face.
Shu Xin looked at him now. His thick eyebrows, like his strong body, gave people a strong sense of security.
"He is so powerful." Shu Xin secretly screamed in her heart.
When Zhu Zhiyuan kissed her before, he put his arms around her waist. The power gave her a completely irresistible feeling. His kiss was also extremely hot, as if he wanted to suck out her soul.
However, Zhu Zhiyuan obviously couldn't think of any good solution at this moment. He raised his head and suddenly shouted: "There is another bend ahead. Is the Tianmen closed?"
"Let me take a look." Deng Xin looked out the window.
Zhu Zhiyuan drove the speedboat and turned a corner, but the turn here was much gentler. It was far different from the first one, where the cliffs on both sides fell straight down when he turned the corner.
"This side is gentle and the cliff is short. It should be that the Tianmen is closed."
Deng Xin gave his judgment.
"It's not bad." Zhu Zhiyuan said: "The scenery of these three passes and twenty miles is no worse than those in the Three Gorges, especially when turning, it is more dangerous."
He looked at Shu Xin: "Anchor Shu, use the eyes of a media person to see if this scenery can attract people."
"Okay." Shu Xin said: "The scenery in Panshui can be described as majestic and steep. Anyone who comes to play will not be disappointed."
"I knew it." Deng Xin clenched her fist excitedly.
She is not as tall as Shu Xin, but she has one characteristic: she is chubby. She is either fat or has meat.
As far as hands are concerned, Shu Xin's hands are slender and slender, like jade, but her hands are like meat buns, soft and made of meat, and there are even fleshy dimples at the joints of her ten fingers.
Shu Xin's hands are beautiful, but Deng Xin's hands feel even better. When playing the flute and flute, they are soft and warm, and feel great.
But Shu Xin gave her another blow: "There are actually many places with good scenery. The key lies in publicity. If Panshui wants people to come, especially if it is like the Bayberry Festival, hundreds of thousands of tourists flock to it at one time. I'm afraid it won't be that easy."
"Ah ah ah." Deng Xin shouted frantically: "You can give me bayberry for free. This is really a killer move. All other methods are not as effective as yours."
Zhu Zhiyuan himself also laughed.
The reason why he thought of giving away bayberries for free was actually inspired by those selling health care products, but this trick was really a surefire success.
The bayberries are delicious, they are given away for free, and you can go pick them in the mountains yourself. They are delicious and fun. This really captured people's hearts.
And whether it is peach blossoms or the strange scenery of Panshui, no matter how much publicity is given, it is far from achieving this effect.
"Why are you in such a hurry?" Shu Xin rolled her eyes at her: "Next year Zhiyuan and the others will send tourists down for a trip to Panshui during the Yangmei Festival. This scenery will naturally be publicized."
Zhu Zhiyuan nodded: "As long as tourists enter Panshui, these three passes and nine songs will definitely leave a deep impression, and it will gradually gain a reputation."
"That's right." Shu Xin said: "If the Bayberry Festival is held well, held every year, and there are tourists every year, who come to play every year, in three to five years, this scenic spot will be finalized. In ten or twenty years, it will be Become a permanent scenic spot.”
"In ten or twenty years, I will become an old woman." Deng Xin pursed her lips and said, "Dear Xinxin, I lost another tooth. Do you still have any teeth?"
She pretended to be an old woman and moved her face towards Shu Xin's face with a flat mouth.
"Don't be disgusted." Shu Xin pushed her face.
"That's right." Deng Xin sighed. She turned to look at Zhu Zhiyuan and said in a low tone, "Zhiyuan, help me think of a way."
Shu Xin got goosebumps all over her body with the clip sound, but she also looked at Zhu Zhiyuan, and she also wanted to know what extraordinary means Zhu Zhiyuan had.
Zhu Zhiyuan shook his head: "I can't think of a way at the moment, but my intuition is that there should be something to do with this peach blossom. Then add the Yangmei Festival to the fire, and Panshui, a scenic spot, should be able to become popular."
Over at Huyuan, he roughly had the idea to learn from later generations of Zibo barbecue on the top of Tiger Leaping Gorge.
If Taohua energy conservation is implemented here in Taoxi, the barbecue on the top of Tiger Leaping Gorge can be brought forward.
Guan Jian is that how to attract tourists to Taoxi is a big problem.
Peach blossoms are beautiful, but they are not as delicious or attractive as bayberry. They are not enough.
As for the Panshui scenery, to be honest, it is even less attractive.
It’s not that the scenery in Panshui is bad, it’s that the scenery is not inherently attractive enough. To be honest, it’s not as good as two bayberries.
Therefore, many scenic spots often have to be linked to humanities, celebrities and historical allusions. Just a few rocks and peaks will not do.
"We have to turn another corner." Zhu Zhiyuan warned.
Deng Xin and Shu Xin both grabbed the armrests of the chairs.
However, the bends here are not as sharp as those at Guimenguan, and the river is wider, so the feeling is not strong.
Shu Xin said: "To view the scenery in Panshui, you have to go from upstream to downstream. The gates of heaven, earth, and ghosts are passed one after another. Each pass is more dangerous and more urgent than the last. Only then can you feel it."
"Yes." Deng Xin said: "We used to be like this on spring outings. When we came up, it was fine, but when we came down, it was like a boat screaming."
"So." Shu Xin said: "It's useless for you to be anxious here. If you want tourists to feel it, you still have to have the Yangmei Festival. The tourists over there come down and experience it for themselves. When they go back, they will naturally promote it to you."
"Okay." Deng Xin seemed to accept his fate.
But Zhu Zhiyuan was unwilling to give in, but for a while, he couldn't think of any good ideas.
The reborn person is not omnipotent. He has never been to Panshui or traveled in his previous life, so there is nothing to pick up and nothing to fix.
After turning this bend, the river in front becomes straight and wide.
"We have passed the third pass." Deng Xin said: "We usually come here before. We are too lazy to go to Pingba. We just have a picnic a little ahead, and then go back in the afternoon to play all day. When we go back, everyone makes ghost noises."
Sure enough, after the speedboat sailed for a while, the mountain peaks were recessed, forming a valley. The water was on the west side and leaned against the cliff. On the east side was a huge beach covered with large and small pebbles, and many built-up stoves could be seen.
"This is called Happy Valley." Deng Xin introduced happily: "The time we came, we had a picnic here."
She giggled as she spoke, the memories of her girlhood making her very happy.
"Then we will camp here too?" Zhu Zhiyuan asked.
His eyes glanced at Shu Xin's face, and when their eyes met, Shu Xin blushed inexplicably and quickly looked away.
She had never been like this before. No matter what kind of man he was, he never wanted to make her feel guilty, but facing Zhu Zhiyuan, it was strange.
In fact, she let Zhu Zhiyuan kiss her so easily before, which was also a very strange thing, at least for her, it was extremely abnormal.
But why does it happen? She doesn't know it herself.
"Okay." Deng Xinhuan called out: "Zhiyuan, you go to the beach there and we get off the boat."
"There's no rush." Zhu Zhiyuan said, "It's still early, I want to drive directly to Hutiao Creek and explore the road."
"Do you know how to get there?" Deng Xin asked: "There are many small rivers here. Where do you want to enter and drain water?"
"Then I don't know." Zhu Zhiyuan shook his head: "Let me take a look."
He continued to sail the boat up.
There are mountains everywhere on both sides of Panshui, and between the valleys, there are often small streams and rivers coming out to form forked roads.
During the high water season in May and June, these creeks and rivers would be almost the same as the main river, but now that it is October, the water volume is not that large.
Zhu Zhiyuan drove and watched all the way. After driving about seven or eight miles, he saw a larger branch road.
"The distance is almost there." Zhu Zhiyuan said: "This should be the drainage."
"The boat can enter." Deng Xin said: "There is enough water and the river is wide enough. Maybe it is really drained. Can it connect to Dapai Town?"
"Yes." Zhu Zhiyuan said: "There is a small drainage in the middle of Dapai Town. It can be connected to Xiaopai Town and merged into a drainage. The top is Hutiao Creek. The boat should be able to go into Hutiao Creek and below Huyuan. .”
"By the way." Deng Xin asked, "Have you got your tiger back?"
"Tiger?" Shu Xin asked.
"Yes." Deng Xin chuckled: "This ghost, his Tiger Leaping Gorge scenic spot, has another mystery."
"Where did the tiger come from?" Shu Xin asked, "Did you get it from the zoo?"
"Yeah." Zhu Zhiyuan said, "Dongcheng Zoo, both ends."
"Did you do it twice?" Deng Xin exclaimed in surprise.
"One male and one female." Zhu Zhiyuan smiled: "So as not to be lonely."
