Chen Mu also played all the new items.
It's called a trial play, but it's actually a public device for private use.
When he was trying to play, it was Mr. Jamal, the head of the Bazaar village, who "served" himself.
"How about it, do you want to play it again? Well, from that position... it is the edge position on both sides of the sand dune, sliding down, it is very fast and very fun."
The old man Jamal pointed at Chen Mu with a smile. He looked at Chen Mu as if he was looking at his beloved youngest son. He was very affectionate.
Chen Mu paid the people in the village to plant trees, other saplings, tools, water wells... What to provide, such a thing was unimaginable before.
Now, the life of the villagers is getting better at a speed visible to the naked eye.
For example, when eating every day, there is an extra plate of meat on the table.
Another example is going out to the town to go to the market every month, and you can buy a few more clothes in your pocket.
Another example is the dilapidated courtyards and houses in the village, and now someone is starting to renovate them...
All these things made the old man Jamal very satisfied.
And when people get old, the thinking in their minds becomes more monolithic, and they always like to miss the old days. Knowing who has brought good things to the village will make them feel more grateful.
It is rare for Chen Mu to come to Baza Village. The old man has many things he wants to tell the young people, such as the changes in the village, the achievements of tree planting, and the hard work of the villagers who have lived up to the expectations of the young people.
"It's not slippery anymore, that's enough, it's really good."
Chen Mu got off the skateboard, walked to the old man Jamal's side, and said with a smile: "It seems that the fat man has put his heart into it. I don't know where he got it. It's really fun."
Elder Jamal secretly glanced at the tourists who were having fun in the distance, and said with a guilty conscience: "Xiaomu, aren't these things too expensive? It's only a hundred yuan every now and then. I'll see I feel sorry for them all."
"expensive?"
Chen Mu glanced at the old man and wanted to laugh a little: "How can it be expensive? It should be said to be too cheap."
"Is it cheap?"
The old man Jamal was surprised. He felt that renting a skateboard cost one hundred yuan, which was really similar to robbery.
You must know that the village lacks everything, and there is no shortage of sand. Just give tourists a skateboard and let them toss on the sand dunes by themselves, and then charge one hundred yuan. Can't get up.
One hundred yuan can buy a lot of things in the town, and sometimes a lamb costs only two hundred yuan. These new tourism items are too expensive in the hearts of the elderly.
In order to ease the guilt of the old man, Chen Mu patiently explained: "Uncle Jamal, don't think it's cheap. These projects that Ma Yiwen has engaged in will cost at least three or four times the price in other places outside. We It's really cheap here. Moreover, playing these projects in those places is based on the number of times and time. We can basically play as long as the tourists here. There is nothing more cost-effective than this. Well, tourists After we leave, we will definitely praise our conscientious people here when we go back."
"That's right...the old man can rest assured."
Old man Jamal was willing to trust Chen Mu. In fact, the fat man had already explained it to him before, but he just had no idea. Now that Chen Mu said it, he was finally relieved, and he would probably be able to straighten up after collecting the money. Backboard.
Chen Mu pointed to the tourists, and asked, "These things are now... How much can tourists charge for a day like this?"
Hearing Chen Mu's question, the old man Jamal couldn't help but smile, the wrinkles on his face seemed to bloom all at once, and the lines were unrestrained: "When there are many, it can be three or four thousand miles, and when it is small, it can be thousands of miles."
"Oh, that's a lot."
In fact, Chen Mu didn't think much, but seeing the old man with a baby in his arms, Chen Mu could only make do with it.
The old man Jamal said with a smile: "The life in the village is getting better and better, and more and more trees are being planted. When the trees are planted all over the area, the village will return to its former appearance, and I will Just close your eyes."
Chen Mu shook his head and said, "Uncle, it's only now. Maybe roads can be built here in the future, and life in the village will only be better."
"Road repair?"
The old man Jamal shook his head, "I don't dare to think about it. Our place is surrounded by sand, and it is very difficult to build roads. When the sand control is successful in the future, there may be a slight chance."
Chen Mu shook his head, told the old man about Tianshan's discovery of the oil field, and then said, "Uncle, just wait, it will be different in a few years, not to mention building roads, building cities is possible."
Chen Mu's words stunned the old man. Usually the news in the village is closed, but whenever there are any important announcements in the town, people from the town must come to tell him. He didn't know anything about the change.
Now that Chen Mu suddenly said that a large oil field was discovered near Tianshan, the old man was a little overwhelmed.
"Tianshan actually discovered an oil field?"
After a while, the old man sighed softly.
Although the oil field and the village seem to be very far apart, the old man has so much experience and knows the significance of the discovery of the oil field to the surrounding areas, so he can't help but look forward to it.
Chen Mu smiled and said: "Uncle Jamal, you must take good care of your body in the future, don't be too tired, good days are coming soon, but you must live a long life, live to see all this. "
The old man Jamal nodded: "That's for sure. I must live a good life and watch everyone live a good life."
Chen Mu thought for a while, lowered his voice, and said, "Uncle, after the news of the oil field spread, it will take a while for the outside world to digest it. You have to hold on when the time comes, and don’t just give the land to anyone.”
In the past few days, Chen Mu has always talked about this with the village chiefs of several villages near the Xunjiang Highway. The news about the oil field will definitely spread. The sharks swarmed in as if they smelled blood.
At that time, they will take the money and come here to get the land in order to get rich overnight.
The land near the highway is difficult to obtain, but there is a lot of land in those remote villages, and they may be tricked into these villages.
Many of those waving banknotes are eager for quick success, and they don't know what to do after they get the land.
Chen Mu doesn't want the land here to be tossed about by outsiders and cause any bad things to happen.
In Inner Mongolia, some people took desert land, thinking that since it is sandy land, it is a piece of waste land and has no other purpose, so they secretly dumped polluted garbage and wastewater into it, and the plot was very bad.
We must know that underground water sources are often hidden under the sandy land, and dumping garbage and waste water will pollute these underground water sources and cause great environmental damage to the surrounding areas.
If the land is contracted to such a person, the loss outweighs the gain.