After leaving the office, Chen Mu quickly found the old Uyghur man and told him about building a dormitory.
This time, it is different from the building of homestays and schools before, it cannot be done by a small engineering team, it must be done by a large engineering team.
"How many dormitories do you want to build? How many people do you want to live in?"
The old Uighur looked at Chen Mu and asked curiously.
Chen Mu thought for a while: "At least 1,000 people need to live here... Well, it's better to have some single rooms, and some dormitories for four or five people to share. Anyway, the number of people should be more than 1,000."
"Do you want to live with so many people?"
The old Uighurs thought that building a dormitory would be enough to accommodate a hundred people, but Chen Mu actually said that it would accommodate more than a thousand people.
Chen Mu nodded and said, "Uncle, I will build a processing factory here in the future, including cistanche processing and fruit processing. All of these need people. If there is no place to live, how can I recruit people?"
"This business is really getting bigger and bigger."
After a sigh of emotion, the Uighur old man thought about it seriously, and said, "Okay, I have a former comrade-in-arms in the Provincial First Construction of X City, I will go to him, talk to him about it, and ask him to send someone Come and talk to you."
"Okay, uncle, let me know when you're going to City X, and I'll have someone take you there."
Chen Mu knew that it was right to ask the old Uighurs for this matter. He knew so many people on the ground, and this kind of thing was not a problem at all.
After a pause, Chen Mu said another thing: "Uncle, I will tell everyone later that I will not come to the forest farm tomorrow. We are going to harvest sea buckthorn fruits, and I ask everyone to help me."
"No problem, I'll talk to them when I get back."
"Uncle, why don't you go home early today and tell my aunt that I will live with you today and get up early tomorrow to collect fruit... Well, Anar will go too."
Smiling, Chen Mu said again: "I'm greedy for the mutton soup made by my aunt, let her make me a bowl, okay?"
"Just a bowl of mutton soup, how big a deal is it?"
The Uyghur old man glanced at Chen Mu with a smile, patted his buttocks and stood up: "I'll go and tell the people in the village to help harvest sea buckthorn fruits tomorrow, and then go home and ask Guli to make you mutton soup. "
After speaking, the old Uighur limped away.
Needless to say, although his legs and feet are not smooth, he can walk very fast and very energetic.
in the evening.
Together with Anar, Chen Mu came to Yakash Village.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw his sister-in-law Reyihan carrying a box from outside to the gate of his courtyard.
From the looks of it, the box was quite heavy.
It's just because the sky is a little dark, I can't see what it is.
"Sister, let me come."
Chen Mu hurried over, trying to help Reyihan move the box.
"Xiao Mu, you are here, go in quickly, I can do it myself."
Reyihan didn't let Chen Mu get hold of the box, and when she saw Anar behind Chen Mu, she also smiled and said hello: "Anar, you and Xiaomu go in first, Apa is waiting for you all in a hurry, I've mentioned you several times already."
"Sister, let me come, what is this?"
Chen Mu insisted on moving the box from Reyhan's hand, and asked curiously as he walked in.
The box is really heavy, and the things inside are a little bumpy and make noises, like glass.
Reyihan wiped off his sweat and replied, "It's wine."
"liquor?"
Chen Mu was a little surprised.
Before he came to Northwest, he heard that Uighurs do not drink alcohol.
But in fact, except for some people who have a religious tradition and are particularly strict with themselves, they don’t drink alcohol. In fact, most people drink a little.
Their wine culture has existed since ancient times, and now it is advancing with the times, which is actually not a big deal.
However, the local people generally make their own wine, which is stored in earth urns, and they have to scoop it out of jars if they want to drink it. They rarely buy bottled wine.
The case of Reyihan's wine probably has to be bought from the town.
After entering the courtyard door, the light was a little brighter, and Chen Mu finally saw the appearance of the box clearly, which made him startled.
It turned out to be a box of "Bad Boy Spring", which is not cheap.
Chen Mu's gas station also sells this wine, six bottles count as a case, two thousand five.
If you buy a bottle alone, it will cost at least five hundred.
Chen Mu thought for a while, and asked Reyhan, "Where did this wine come from? Could it be for me?"
He was a little worried that Aunt Guli had prepared this wine for him.
The old Uyghur couple have always been kind to him. Since he has brought so many benefits to the village and made the village better and better, the couple have paid more attention to his affairs.
Usually he doesn't have time to come here, and Aunt Guli always asks the Uyghur old man to bring him something from time to time.
Whenever he came to Yakash Village when he was free, Aunt Guli would cheerfully get up early and make a big table of delicious food for him.
This also made him a little reluctant to come here, for fear that Aunt Gu Li, who was like his mother, would be tired.
Seeing this box of such expensive wine now, he was really afraid that the two old men specially prepared it for him.
If this is the case, it will be too expensive.
Reyhan shook his head: "Ata Apa knows that you don't drink alcohol. Usually, you can't even have alcohol when cooking. Why would you prepare alcohol specially for you?"
"Then who is this wine for? Is there a distinguished guest at home?"
Chen Mu was puzzled.
Uyghur elderly people don’t drink alcohol, and no one else in the family drinks alcohol... Then who is this box of cheap boys prepared for
Reyhan looked a little uncomfortable, nodded and said: "A few guests came to the house today, and this wine is prepared for them."
Chen Mu glanced at Reyihan, not a little confused, but he didn't ask anything, just walked into the yard.
"Aunt Guli, here I come."
Chen Mu walked past the grape arbor in the middle of the yard, and saw a table inside and several people sitting there.
Aunt Gu Li was also there, standing by the table, so Chen Mu immediately said hello.
Aunt Gu Li turned her head, saw Chen Mu, immediately showed a kind smile, and greeted her: "Xiao Mu, Anar, why are you so late, I think it's getting dark, and I'm going to let the old man go out to meet you .”
"There are a lot of things, and I'll come when I'm done."
Chen Mu explained with a smile.
In fact, he didn't have many things to do, but Anar was busy, so he had to wait for Anar to finish before coming together.
"Oh, here comes the wine, put it here."
On the table over there, one of the middle-aged men looked at Chen Mu and the Uighur girl, and after lingering on the Uighur girl for a while, he called to Aunt Guli: "My fellow, didn't you say there is still a big chicken, hurry up and serve it!" Come up."
This person's tone was a bit rude, speaking to Aunt Gu Li was like greeting a waiter in a restaurant, with a smell of sub-orders, which made people feel very uncomfortable.
Chen Mu frowned, and asked Aunt Gu Li, "Auntie, is this a guest of the farmhouse?"
Aunt Gu Li hesitated, then nodded: "Yes... yes, a guest."
After a slight pause, he said to Chen Mu: "You put down the box first, and then go to the room with Anar, I have already prepared mutton soup and mutton pilaf for you, and I will let Reyhan give it to you later." Bring it over, and you guys hurry to eat."
Chen Mu glanced at those people, feeling a little puzzled in his heart.
Judging by their attire and style, these people must not be locals.
It's not like the guests of the farmhouse. Basically, the guests of the farmhouse should still maintain a certain respect for the local people after being "tuned" by the tour guides in advance.
Moreover, Chen Mu did not see the tour guide as his companion, which is not right.
However, he didn't ask Aunt Gu Li in detail. Since Aunt Gu Li didn't want to say more, there must be a reason, and it would be nice to find out afterward.
So after he put down the box of scumbags, he turned around and was about to go into the room with the Uighur girl.