"It is definitely not possible to rely solely on tourism development. Now it is not recommended to engage in development casually." Huang Jiawei said.

"Yes. The county also said so. They also said that if Dalong Mountain is placed in the county, it can be considered a mountain. If it is placed in the whole city and province, it will not be considered a big one, let alone compare it across the country." Ma Jingui smiled bitterly. He wanted to make some political achievements. After all, if the village becomes rich, the benefits of him as the village chief will be more.

"It's true now. It's definitely not possible to rely on a mountain alone. It must be unique. Oh, this is really not easy. I've been tired for a day and I'm really hungry. Village Chief Ma, what can I eat at night?" Huang Jiawei changed the subject. Obviously, he would not tell Ma Jingui about his idea in vain. If Ma Jingui uses his idea for vain, how can he get a share of the pie? He won't do thankless things.

Ma Jingui frowned, but he was not in a hurry. In order to get the benefits, the people in the city always showed their trump card. "Dinner is ready, and the meal will start soon. Tonight I ate bacon, and stewed a local chicken, and there is also fish. The fish are raised in my pond. In the afternoon, I went to the net and two came up."

"Then today's dinner must be very sumptuous." Huang Jiawei smiled.

"You are distinguished guests in our village, and you must bring out the best things in our village to entertain you. Unfortunately, you are not allowed to hunt now. If you had been in the early years, you would eat any wild game in the mountains." Ma Jingui said regretfully.

In fact, there are still people in the village who go to the mountains to hunt, but at most they eat at home. They must not be sold for sale, otherwise, if you pursue it, you will have to go to jail.

In recent years, wild boars have begun to flood, and there are some hunting indicators in the village. Wild boars that are not hunted are also not allowed to be listed, so there is no problem for villagers to stay and eat by themselves.

Huang Jiawei often travels wildly and is very clear about these things: "It's nothing if you don't have wild game or not. After eating it, you actually know that the taste of wild game is not very good. The chickens and ducks raised by real farmers are actually better. Village Chief Ma, do you have wine?"

"Yes, there are, but rice wine we brew ourselves. You people in the city may not be used to drinking it." Ma Jingui said. The rice wine brewed by the people in the village is slightly turbid and has a hint of bitter taste. It tastes better than the white wine in the city and is not as fragrant as it is.

"I just want to drink rice wine. I really like drinking rice wine brewed in the countryside." Huang Jiawei said.

"Then there is no problem. You can drink rice wine at night." Ma Jingui smiled. Of course, wine has to be paid. No matter how good Huang Jiawei has, Ma Jingui will not give them his own wine for free. After all, wine is owned by his own, and the development of the village belongs to the whole village. You can't use his own wine to do the whole village's affairs, right?

The dinner was indeed quite rich, with not many kinds, but the portion was sufficient. Ma Jingui's family killed a big rooster of seven or eight kilograms. Although the two tables were divided equally, the portions of each table were also very sufficient, much more than those of a city restaurant. The most important thing is that this big rooster was raised for a year or two, and the stewed chicken tasted really fragrant. Only one kind of dried mushroom was added to the chicken soup, which was also a wild mushroom picked in the mountains. The dried mushrooms revived in the chicken soup, and the sweetness of the mushrooms complemented the umami of the chicken. In addition, no seasoning was added, just an appropriate amount of refined salt was added. First-class ingredients could make a delicious dish without cooking skills.

The people in the city ate very elegantly. Everyone divided the chicken and chicken soup evenly, put them all into their own bowls, and ate nothing left.

The fish are also fish raised in Ma Jingui's pond. A few were pulled up to pull the nets. Two grass carp were used for supper, four or five kilograms. The price of local fish in the village is 14 or five kilograms, which is several more expensive than 10 or kilograms of foreign fish in the town. But the taste is more than twice as good.

The appearance of bacon is really not very good, not as good as the bright red bacon in the supermarkets in the city. However, the bacon is made of local pigs fed by home and smoked on the bacon stand of the firewood stove. Apart from being marinated with salt, there is no color protector added, which is colorant. The 2000-pound local pig has a fatty meat of more than ten centimeters thick. After the smoked braised, the fat layer turns golden. The aroma of fried can make people have another bowl of rice.

Ma Jingui's wife's craftsmanship can only be said to be the regular and formal village women's craftsmanship, and she is not very elegant. She added some dried spring bamboo shoots to the bacon. The dried bamboo shoots are revived in the rich bacon grease and absorb the excess oil. The taste of the spring bamboo shoots that are released is blended with the aroma of the bacon, stimulating the taste buds.

"My God, so fat. I'm worried that I'll have to turn around when I get back." Luo Xiaoling, who has always paid great attention to her figure, said with some concern.

Fan Dongpo smiled and said, "You women are just pretentious and have delicious food, who cares about their figure?"

Fan Dongpo stood up with his three or four-month-old pregnant belly, stuffed a piece of bacon into his mouth, chewed it gently, and the grease of the bacon was released, but it was not greasy, but his mouth was full of the aroma of bacon.

"This bacon tastes so exciting. It is the best combination with this rice wine." Huang Jiawei said.

Dai Chunxiu was stunned by the ferocity of the city people when they were eating, and whispered to Ma Jingui: "The people in the city are afraid that they will not be able to eat enough. How long will they have to be hungry after eating like this?"

Ma Jingui laughed out loud when his wife said: "You know what the ball is! People in the city like to eat home-cooked dishes in our countryside."

After all the guests in the city entered the room one by one to rest, Ma Jingui and his wife counted the income of the day. The accommodation and food expenses were charged two or three thousand. As for the costs he paid by his family, it was negligible for the villagers. Anyway, if the people in the city didn't come to eat, they would have eaten by themselves.

"It's more than two thousand a day, even two thousand a month, and 50,000 or 60,000 a month. It's six or seven hundred thousand a year. My goodness, if the people in the city come every day, wouldn't we make a fortune soon?" Dai Chunxiu's eyes shone.

Ma Jingui laughed: "What are you thinking about? Thank you for being able to meet once a year. People still have to go to work." Ma Jingui thought to himself, if the village started tourism, would the city people come to the village often?

Ma Jingui remembered the B&B mentioned by Huang Jiawei before. He still hasn't figured out what the B&B is. When he looks back, he must find out from the city people how to make the village tourism. If you have something in your heart, Ma Jingui can't sleep even if he tossed and turned. Just as he was about to do something with his wife, Dai Chunxiu snores like a pig slaughtering sound in the room.
Chapter completed!