How about opening a hotel on Qiufeng mountain?
Chu Rong doesn't think much at all.
However, looking at the little look in Song Ci's eyes, Chu Rong carefully said, "you want to open a hotel in the mountain? Why?"
Song Ci pinched his chin and looked thoughtful.
Then he said solemnly, "if you don't open a restaurant, there's no food."
The reason for Song Ci is so simple.
There can be no hotel, but it's too uncomfortable to even have food.
Tourism without food has no soul!
The answer of Song Ci is simple and easy to understand, pointing directly to the original heart.
Chu Rong was silent for two seconds before he said, "yes, but it's too troublesome to open a hotel. It's better to build a cabin."
Chu Rong thought about all kinds of chefs and waiters in those restaurants, so he felt troublesome.
Anyway, the idea of Song Ci is to have food here.
Build a cabin, and then build a kitchen. When he comes to travel, he buys good food and meat. He can cook on site.
However, Chu Rong's idea was unknown to song cigen.
"What's the use of building a cabin?" as a person who can't cook, Song Ci really couldn't think of the relationship between a cabin and food.
"You can cook." Chu Rong looked at Song Ci and said.
When Song Ci heard Chu Rong's reminder, he also responded: "OK!"
Song Ci can't open a restaurant or anything, but Chu Rong cooks delicious, which she knows.
Although the rice cooked yesterday is slightly salty, it doesn't affect the taste at all.
Song Ci and Chu Rong had a pleasant conversation.
Song Miao has begun to doubt life on one side.
He seemed, probably, maybe, to understand why Chu Rong could arch the cabbage of their song family.
This is special. People take off the order by their ability!
Not satisfied, not satisfied, hold it!
Song Miao thinks he's powerful. He's on his own.
Think is a sad tear.
He probably understood why the lady he liked didn't want to talk to him.
Maybe he doesn't know what to like?
However, every time the armed police lady asked him about the cause of death, he said.
I usually talk to my sister about dead people.
Don't you like it very much?
I have to say that song Miao is true. With his ability, he is single.
God, does anyone like being dead?
It can only be said that the little sister of the armed police hasn't turned her face yet. It's estimated that it's all in the face of our colleagues.
Just as Song Ci was chatting with them, the car stopped.
Song Ci looked out and saw a lot of people.
I also saw a lot of cars.
"Here we are." Tong Xi stood up and looked out of the window.
Song Ci also stood up and looked carefully outside.
People stop at the bottom of the mountain.
The winding mountain highway on one side was pulled.
It's not the police, it's private.
Song Ci thought, should this be wrong?
"Let's get out of the car." Tong Xi took Song Ci's cell phones and said.
Song Ci took the mobile phone, gave Chu Rong's and song Miao's mobile phones respectively and nodded.
A few people get off the bus.
Without the window blocking, the boiling voice outside became louder.
There are also several posters on the side, with large QR codes on them.
Song Ci didn't know what was going on, but Tong Xi and his family were very clear.
When they saw the QR code, they asked Song Ci to scan it.
"What is this?" Song Ci asked before sweeping.
Tong Xi smiled and said, "scan the code to watch the locomotive race."