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1284. Beach planning (5)

Just a distance between you, it is different to see the stars on the island and the stars in the village.

Although Longtou Village is backed by the deep mountains and facing the sea, its environment and air quality are much better than that of the county town and Hongyang, but it is far from this small island living alone on the sea.

The starry sky on the island is even more gorgeous than the one on the top of the mountain. Tonight, there is no wind or cloudless, and the stars in the sky are clearly layered. The farthest one is as if at the end of the universe, but the near one is as if you can touch it with a jump.

Perhaps it was because Lao Ao was drunk and he had never felt that the starry sky was so charming.

He leaned on the recliner of Mr. Ao Zhibing, and stayed until almost midnight.

It was cold at this time. After all, it was April and not June. However, the sweet potato burning was powerful, and there was always a heat radiating from his stomach to his limbs and bones, so he didn't feel very cold.

Zhong Cang came to ask him to go back to sleep, Ao Muyang stood up and said, "I plan to start investing in Brick Island after I go back this time. I want to build Brick Island!"

"Okay, boss, let's go to bed first, and then wake up." Zhong Cang said in a tone of coaxing the child.

Old Ao immediately glared at him: "You think of me? I want to build this island into a paradise on the sea! Look at me, I will invest 10 million first, and I will definitely make it up!"

Zhong Cang said in wonder: "This sweet potato is so powerful? Haven't sober yet?"

Ao Muyang changed to rolling his eyes: "I'm sobering up, what I'm saying is the bottom of my heart!"

He stayed on Brick Island for four days and decided to return after confirming that there was no pike in the fishing ground. It happened that Longtou went out to sea and brought him back when he was back.

The large fishing boats leaned on the pier, and the villagers and tourists who came to buy seafood were rushing to greet them.

Ao Muyang went down the wharf and smelled the scent of sheep oil. Needless to think, Lao Jia was selling sheep oil cakes.

This time he changed it to a foam box, with four foam boxes placed on the iron rack. Ao Muyang wanted to get one to eat, but when he opened the box, he saw that it was empty.

Lao Jia was counting money with spit on his fingers. He couldn't open his eyes when he smiled and said, "Haha, leader, what you said is right. Your village is so powerful. Is this a rural area? This is an international metropolis."

"This is a new socialist countryside." Ao Muyang said, "There is no cake?"

Lao Jia said, "My old woman is making it. I moved the oven the day before yesterday. Today, I just started to roast it. You are waiting for me and I will take it to your house. This time I don't have any money."

Ao Muyang didn't eat mutton oil cakes, and there were other stalls on the pier. This place had become a small market. Someone set up a vegetable stall, including pink tomatoes and green cucumbers.

He squatted down and took a cucumber and wiped it and prepared to eat it. The boss quickly stopped him and said, "No, don't eat it."

Ao Muyang thought he was worried that he would not give the money, so he said, "I am the village chief of this village and I can't ruin your money."

The man smiled and said, "I know, how can I not know you? You are the village chief, so I will tell you first that the cucumber has been sprayed with pesticides, so you go back and wash it."

Ao Muyang directly threw the cucumber down and said, "Cucumber sprays pesticides? Are you a fool?"

The vegetable dealer said, "No, no, no, village chief, it's not that serious. Girls will make a condom when using it, so it's okay to have some pesticides..."

Ao Muyang was stunned. What does it mean? What the other party said was that the bull's nose was wrong and the ponytail was ponytail.

He casually walked around the stall around the dock, and then saw Ao Mudong walking home leisurely with a cigarette in his North Korean daughter-in-law, and waved.

Ao Mudong, who was originally holding his head up in front of his wife and making a big manly posture, immediately bent down and ran over: "Longtou, what's the matter? Do you want to drink together tonight?"

"Aren't you preparing for pregnancy? Why are you still drinking?" Ao Muyang looked at him suspiciously.

Ao Mudong said: "I asked the doctor, just don't smoke when preparing for pregnancy. It doesn't matter if you drink alcohol and eat meat, and it's even more energetic after drinking."

Ao Muyang said: "Then you must be a quack doctor. Alcohol is one of the well-documented carcinogens. If you want to prepare for pregnancy, just stay away from smoking and alcohol."

Ao Mudong struggled in pain, then said, "Okay, then I'll just eat some meat and brag, and I won't drink anymore."

Ao Muyang waved his hand and said, "Wait, who told you that there is a drink tonight? I asked you what's going on? Haven't you been in charge of the dock?"

Speaking of this, Ao Muyang showed a helpless expression on his face: "Didn't you allow the stingy old man to set up a stall to sell cakes? Then someone followed suit and sold things like roast pork, snacks, etc. In one day, a lot of people came, and it was not easy to get there. I asked Teacher Lu. After looking at it, Teacher Lu said that tourists also needed a small market to buy things, and the fishing house in the village also needed a place to buy vegetables and meat. It would be better to circle the dock and set a market out of the stall fee in the village, and then the village collected the stall fee."

Hearing him say this, Ao Muyang nodded and said, "That's fine, but you can count the prices for me and don't cause any slaughtering customers."

Most of the people who set up stalls here are strangers. Occasionally, there are a few familiar people who are not from the villagers, but from other villages who do business here.

The villagers have a village committee to manage, but it is difficult for people from other villages to set up stalls here.

Lu Zhizi personally presided over the supervision of this matter. She discussed with Jiang Xiaoyu that she had set up one hundred stalls at the dock, and each stall charges 500 yuan a month for management fees, which are mainly used for sanitation expenses.

After seeing that he came back, Jiang Xiaoyu took the market design to him. In the past, there were stalls in the village, and most of them were on the streets in the village. According to Lu Zhizi's plan, these people were transferred from the village to the dock area so that the village could return to quiet and orderly.

In addition, she also gave a plan, which was to set up a natural scenic spot on the beach, where you could enjoy the rise and fall of the tide, sunrise and sunset, and set up an open-air small bar. The village committee hired a band from Hongyang to perform, or invited pianists and pianists to perform, and try to make it more stylish.

After reading this beach area renovation plan, Ao Muyang couldn't help but nodded. Indeed, there were fewer entertainment methods in the village. After the beach area was renovated, the village resources could be used to maximize the use of the village resources.

When Lu Zhizi came back from school in the evening, a small separation was better than a newlywed. Then he lay on the bed and took out the beach partition renovation plan and discussed it with her, saying, "Don't say, wife, your plan is doing well."

Lu Zhizi lazily stroked the hair on her forehead and said, "Fortunately, I happened to have a high school classmate working in a travel agency, and it was also made after referring to her opinions. However, this is just the initial design, and you still have to correct it based on the field inspection and then combine the opinions of other experts."

Ao Muyang looked through the plan and said, "Okay, I'm going to design a brick island, so I'll do the two together!"
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