Restart the Disaster of Another World

After Jing Yao's extensive promotion, the village has now begun to welcome tourists from all over the world. Various tourist attractions in the village have been prepared, and not only that, small houses designed for tourists have also sprung up like mushrooms after rain, standing in rows.

The snack street is even more lively, with all kinds of food stalls ready to go. There is a wide variety of delicacies such as spicy hot pot and hand-grabbed pancakes; there are all kinds of seafood, drinks, and goods to choose from. These tempting delicacies and exquisite items have attracted a large number of tourists.

Most of the people selling goods on the small commercial street are ordinary small vendors, and some nearby people carry vegetables grown by themselves to sell. Since it was developed, this place has been strictly managed. Although there are many kinds of things for sale, the ground is kept very clean and tidy. Wen Yu has been here several times and is naturally familiar with the situation here. However, when he came here again, the scene in front of him surprised him a little.

"Malatang, fresh and hot malatang!"

"Fine jewelry, girl, come and look at these exquisite jewelry, look how beautiful this bracelet is!"

The shouts were heard one after another. The familiar streets became particularly noisy at this moment, full of vitality and vigor. Wen Yu strolled in it, feeling the strong atmosphere of the market, and a sense of intimacy surged in his heart.

Each food has its own unique origin and origin, and many of them are even delicacies that have been passed down for hundreds of years. However, Wen Yu swore that he had never tasted these foods, and knew nothing about their names, appearances, and the history and culture behind them.

On the other hand, Yang Shiyuan had completely integrated into the place. He was walking and tasting the food, just like the people around him. It had only been three days since I last came here. Could it be that all these people had been brainwashed? Wen Yu couldn't help but turn his head and examine Yang Shiyuan beside him.

Yang Shiyuan smiled at him and said proudly, "Well, most of these people came here because they were moved by my articles."

Wen Yu was speechless after hearing this, thinking that the article he wrote was still on his desk and had not been sent out yet. Yang Shiyuan seemed to notice the strangeness in Wen Yu's eyes, and secretly wondered if he was looking down on him. So he cleared his throat and explained: "Could it be that Jing Yao planned and arranged all this? He said this is called publicity and promotion."

But if their fabricated legends are exposed, they will surely be ridiculed and mocked by everyone. Thinking of this, Yang Shiyuan and Wen Yu couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Jing Yao made an inviting gesture to him, with a hint of a smile on his face: "You can go there and try it yourself to see if they will admit that these are all fake."

At this moment, a noisy sound suddenly came from a stall nearby. It turned out that a customer had hesitated there for a long time and finally mustered up the courage to question the authenticity of the "food culture", but was refuted by the stall owner in an extremely angry manner.

"What do you mean you haven't heard of it? My grandfather's grandfather set up a stall here. This is a fact that my grandfather told me himself! Moreover, our family has been doing business here for so many years and has never left. It can only mean that you have never tasted this delicacy. It's purely because of your ignorance."

"Are you going to buy it or not? If you don't plan to buy it, please move out of your way immediately and don't interfere with my business." The stall owner ordered the customer to leave without any hesitation.

Wen Yu remained silent after hearing this. The three of them looked at each other, turned their heads away as if they had telepathically understood each other, and continued to stroll around as if nothing had happened.

At the foot of the West Mountain, the villagers carefully cultivated a colorful sea of ​​flowers. The flowers here are vying for beauty, as if nature had overturned its palette. With their accumulated experience in growing flowers, the villagers have managed this sea of ​​flowers in an orderly and beautiful manner.

At the edge of the sea of ​​flowers, elegant pavilions stand quietly. Visitors to the village are often attracted by the beautiful sea of ​​flowers, strolling in it and feeling the beautiful atmosphere of the fragrance of flowers. When they are tired, they will come to the pavilions to play cards, drink tea and chat, and enjoy a moment of peace and comfort.

Not only that, the newly dug pond near the roadside of Jing Yao's home has now become a lotus field with blooming lotus flowers, providing tourists and talented people with an excellent viewing experience, and even inspiring them to compose poems. His family's bamboo forest has also specially marked out an area for tourists to enjoy.

As soon as the news of the village's decision to develop tourism spread, it immediately aroused heated discussions among households. Everyone was excited about the future and discussed how to promote their farm products to tourists.

"The quality of my dried sweet potatoes is good, but I don't know if they will be popular with tourists?" someone said expectantly.

"And here's my persimmon cake." Wen Qun said as he handed the persimmon cake to Jing Yao.

"We grow great vegetables at home!" Wen Qun said proudly, "People in the city can pick them themselves."

"Go by yourself?" Everyone was surprised and looked puzzled.

"Yes, that's what A Yao said. This way people in the city will feel involved and they will like it," Wen Qun explained.

Hearing this, everyone started talking about it and had a heated discussion. Some people thought this idea was fresh and worth a try; others were worried that city dwellers might be unwilling to pick the fruits themselves or find it troublesome.

Wen Qun was also thinking in his mind: "We have a lot of things that we can sell. We dried several large bags of bamboo shoots in the spring. Although you like to eat them, we can't finish them in a year. And you have expanded the bamboo forest, so there will definitely be more bamboo shoots next year..."

"There is also braised lotus root!" Wen Qun continued, "I have recently innovated the recipe of the marinade, but I don't know if others will like it. There will be more and more lotus roots in this lotus field in the future, and there will be output in all seasons..."

Wen Qun was thinking about raising a few white geese at home. "White geese are so beautiful!" he said to himself, "and our chickens and ducks..."

Jing Yao smiled as he watched Wen Qun talk about his plans without interrupting him. He would occasionally offer some suggestions, making the whole atmosphere particularly warm.

News came from the county that the tour group promoted by Jing Yao in the county played a huge role, and everyone showed great interest in this form.

The advertisement for their village's rural tourism group had been circulated in the surrounding counties for several days, and several teams of about 30 people were quickly gathered.

Since these are all from nearby counties, the journey is not far, and most of them are short-term tour groups for one day. With such an itinerary arrangement, tourists can make a round trip on the same day, and the tour fee is only one or two silver coins, which is quite affordable.

Although the destination of the tour group is still a local village in Lin'an, the various factories founded by Jing Yao have made this place famous and aroused people's strong curiosity.

"I've heard that it has become a tourist attraction. Is it really that interesting to just enjoy the flowers?"

"I know a little bit about it. That place used to be quite poor. I've been there before. The environment was dilapidated and there was no tourist attraction to speak of. But now it has undergone tremendous changes."

"Let's go and take a look at what it has become..."

Not long after, the first batch of tourists arrived in the village one after another. For the villagers who had never seen many outsiders in their lives, they suddenly saw so many unfamiliar faces and felt very fresh and curious.

Many aunts and uncles came out to help entertain the guests. They were smiling, holding several bowls of steaming lotus seed soup in their hands, placing them in front of the guests one by one, and saying enthusiastically: "The sun is so bright today, thank you for your hard work! The food will be ready in a while, everyone should have a bowl of Tremella Lotus Seed Soup to quench your thirst first."

"This is a special gift from our village to you. Thank you for being the first guests of our village."

"Thank you, auntie!"

The guests responded politely.

Because they had heard that the lotus seed soup was free, the more than 30 guests didn't take it seriously at first. However, when the lotus seed soup was served to them, they were surprised to find that it was so tempting - the amber-colored white fungus lotus seed soup was full of real ingredients. The white fungus was boiled to be very soft and sticky, with just the right viscosity; the fragrant lotus seeds and the bright red dates and peach gum complemented each other, making people salivate just by looking at it, with a great visual impact.

Gently scoop a little with a spoon and put it into your mouth. A sweet and thirst-quenching dew quickly melts between your lips and teeth. The cold juice is sweet but not greasy, and it feels like a long-awaited rain after a drought, or like the first sip of spring water that a lost traveler in the desert drinks when he is almost in despair. It instantly dissolves all the fatigue in his body and brings endless hope and strength.

The bowl of lotus seed soup was finished in just a few gulps, but everyone was still not satisfied and shouted, "This lotus seed soup tastes so good, do you have more?"

"So sweet, so sweet, so comfortable, Auntie, the water in your village is really good."

"Can you give us another bowl?"

Before anyone could respond, an irresistible aroma of food wafted into people's noses. It turned out that the dishes had already been served, and the rich aroma of cooking kept pouring into people's noses, causing them to swallow their saliva repeatedly.

The scrambled eggs with tomatoes are bright in color and rich in aroma; the eggplant is soft and delicious and melts in your mouth; the bitter melon and beans are fresh and refreshing, with a unique flavor; and the steamed fish is tender and delicious; the small hot pot is rich in ingredients, steaming hot, and makes people salivate just by looking at it.

"It's so delicious! Farm vegetables are indeed the most authentic. I just took a piece of eggplant with my chopsticks, but it's gone! You guys are too quick!" Someone complained while eating heartily.

"I was thinking I couldn't eat after having a bowl of dessert, but I didn't expect the food to be so delicious. My appetite was immediately opened."

"The water in your village is good, and the soup made from it tastes delicious..."

After a short and relaxing lunch break, the tour guide in the village could not wait to call all the tourists to prepare for the afternoon journey. They first came to the wide lotus fields in Jingyao, or more precisely, the lotus ponds.

When people step into the depths of the lotus pond, a fresh breeze blows on their faces, mixed with the unique and elegant fragrance of the lotus pond, as if it has magic, instantly dispelling all the fatigue and sleepiness in the body.

The breeze blows, and the lotus flowers stand tall and sway gracefully. They are scattered in an orderly manner, some are tall, some are short; the colors are also different, some are bright and eye-catching, and some are elegant and pleasant. The pink petals slowly stretch out under the sunlight, and the green lotus leaves are full of beautiful lotus ponds, which reveal a fresh and elegant feeling.

Arriving at the foot of Xishan Mountain, a stream of clear spring water continuously flows down from the top of the mountain. The spring water is pure and transparent, and the gurgling sound of the water is crisp and pleasant, making people feel relaxed and happy. Hearing that this is natural spring water flowing from the mountain, some people couldn't help but reach out to scoop up a handful of spring water to taste it.

Passing through the bamboo forest, there is a small wooden fence about two square meters in size that is particularly eye-catching. Beautiful vines are entwined above the fence, which looks very charming. Two chubby bamboo rats are kept in the fence. Their chubby butts are very cute and are specially for tourists to watch.

After watching the lovely bamboo rats with great interest, the tourists were surprised to find a group of colorful and lively pheasants deep in the bamboo forest. There were a large number of pheasants, about seven or eight in total, and they circled around people as if they were well-trained. This wonderful scene was breathtaking.

"Are these pheasants? They actually circle around people! And they are not afraid of people at all." Someone exclaimed.

"The boss takes really good care of these pheasants. Do you want to buy one?" another person suggested.

In addition to these surprising pheasants, what is even more interesting is that under a bamboo, there is a group of colorful rabbits gathered, and there is fresh grass next to them for people to feed. Tourists are attracted to come over and have close contact with these cute little animals.

After playing for a while, everyone felt a little tired, so they came to rest under the nearby pavilion. Sitting in the pavilion, people can learn some simple shuffle card games to pass the time.

At this time, the breeze blows gently, bringing a hint of coolness; looking down, you can see the clear water gurgling under the bridge; gazing into the distance, you can vaguely see the lotus flowers blooming in the distance, like a graceful young girl; and on the side, there is an endless sea of ​​flowers, as poetic and picturesque as a breath of water.

The air here is fresh and pleasant, and the scenery is beautiful and charming. Everyone deeply feels the tranquility and beauty of this paradise, as if they are in a fairyland far away from the hustle and bustle.

When we went back, we were still reluctant to leave, as we bought large and small bags full of various foods, vegetables and fruits produced by the Jingyao factory.

They all said that they would come to the village again next time and were willing to sign up for a three-day tour.