Chapter 1169： Turn Nantian into a scenic spot?

"It's almost time for dinner. I'm going to cook. I prepared a lot of ingredients today, so gracefully, come over and help mom choose dishes."

Jiang Mu and Jiang Wanwan left for the kitchen. When she moved, Zhirou, Ishihara and Irene all got up and followed to the kitchen.

"What are you doing, go and sit down."

"No, Auntie, let's help you."

Mother Jiang happily said no, of course she was happy with such a diligent daughter-in-law.

As a parent, it is important to look at your daughter-in-law or son-in-law.

Jiang Mu couldn't help them, so she had to take them all into the kitchen.

Seeing the three of them being skillful at choosing vegetables, chopping vegetables, washing rice and cooking rice, Jiang Mu knew that they weren't acting, they were really virtuous.

Needless to say, Zhirou's cooking skills are at the same level as Xinyi.

Ishihara and Irene have been in the house for so long. Although they are still a little away from cooking, they are able to do things well.

In fact, every time the family cooks, the women at home move to help.

After eating at home, there are more than 20 people, how can Xinyi and Zhirou get busy.

So every time you cook, there are people to help.

Over time, they practiced the profound meaning of Huaxia's preparation before cooking.

"His father, go to the garden to catch a chicken and a duck." Jiang Mu shouted outside.

When Father Jiang heard this, he hurried out to catch the chicken, and Jiang Siming followed.

Looking at the plump chickens, ducks and geese inside the fence, Jiang Siming's mouth watered.

"Dad, catch a goose again, let mom be an uncle to braise the goose, I am greedy." Jiang Siming said.

Father Jiang was also very happy, and the shot was quick and accurate. He caught a big goose by the neck and lifted it to Jiang Siming.

Of course, poultry have to be killed outside. Killing in the house is full of hair and blood.

So Father Jiang brought a kitchen knife and a bowl, and there was water and wine in the bowl.

Jiang Siming took the big goose, squatted, took the kitchen knife he had brought and wiped the big goose's neck.

Big goose...pawn.

The blood from the neck of the goose flows into the bowl and mixes with the water and wine. Then the wine can be used as cooking wine.

When the goose blood dries out, Jiang Siming starts to deal with the goose feathers. He doesn't look like the richest man at all, just like a child who goes home to work normally.

Father Jiang looked at Jiang Siming's skillful movements and was surprised: "Your sister said you are now a very good cook. I still don't believe it. It seems that there are really two brushes."

Jiang Siming moaned while fading, "That's, that's more than two brushes, that's a lot of brushes. Let me cook tomorrow's food, so you are satisfied."

"The stinky boy praised you and went to heaven, and dealt with this chicken and duck." Jiang's father scolded with a smile.

Before Jiang Siming finished getting the goose feathers, people came outside the house.

"Who dad?" Jiang Siming didn't look up.

Father Jiang hurriedly said: "It is our town committee secretary and they must be here to see you. First put the goose down, wash your hands, and go to greet others."

Obviously, Jiang's father believed that no matter how small an official was, it was an official. If the people didn't fight against the official, no matter how big a businessman was, it would not work.

What age are you still caring about.

But Jiang Siming smiled indifferently, and said: "What's wrong with the town party committee secretary, dad, you can't think of this kind of thing."

"What are you talking about, you must go and receive them when they come." Father Jiang said.

Jiang Siming still didn't move, and said with a smile: "Dad, I won't move anyway, are you planning to be here with me to let the town committee secretary wait at the door?"

"You brat, turn around and clean you up."

Helpless, Father Jiang hurried to the door to open the door.

"Secretary Sun, everyone, I'm sorry, just came to open the door."

Father Jiang opened the door and greeted him with a smile.

"I'm sorry to bother you."

"Nothing, nothing, don't bother."

"Yes, we heard that your son is back."

"Ah, I'm back, killing chickens and geese in the yard. He was afraid of getting dirty, so he asked me to open the door."

"Dad." Jiang Siming passed, he was afraid that his father would have to invite someone to dinner if he talks to others.

"Hello, Mr. Jiang, my name is Sun Zheng, the secretary of the Nantian Township Committee."

"I remember, we met during the Mid-Autumn Festival." Jiang Siming smiled slightly.

"Mr. Jiang has a very good memory. This is the case. I am here this time to thank Mr. Jiang for donating 500 million yuan to the road construction of Nantian Town. I also want to hear Mr. Jiang's opinions and views on our road construction this time."

After Secretary Sun finished speaking, Jiang Siming remembered that when he just came back, he felt that the road at home was not right. It was more luxurious than many roads in the city center.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, he donated 500 million yuan to build a one-way six-lane pavement in Nantian Town. Now the entire Nantian Town, including the rural roads, has become an asphalt pavement.

The car is unobstructed and the environment in Nantian Town is cleaner.

All this was given by Jiang Siming.

"It turns out that this is the case. I am very satisfied. This Nantian Town is more worthy of our liking. It is my duty to do something for my hometown." Jiang Siming said with a smile.

Secretary Sun was overjoyed and continued: "There is one more thing, we want to discuss with Mr. Jiang."

"what's up?"

"That's it. The traffic in Nantian is so good now. We think why not make Nantian a tourist attraction like the next Dali. You know, Nantian Town has a lot of tourism resources, and the environment is no better than Lijiang Dali. Big, not as good as..."

Before Sun Zheng finished speaking, Jiang Siming raised his hand to interrupt.

"I don't agree to turn Nantian into a tourist attraction." Jiang Siming said bluntly.

What are you kidding about, your hometown has become a tourist attraction?

Places like Lijiang and Dali have become tourist attractions, turning these originally simple and beautiful natural places into a cornucopia for making money.

And every day there are tourists of all kinds running over, and then attract a lot of messy merchants, and then the whole place becomes a scenic spot, which has been over-exploited and over-utilized, and it has long lost its original natural appearance.

Jiang Siming doesn't want the southern sky to become like this, let alone his hometown being trampled and destroyed by thousands of tourists.

Tourist garbage is the most. Many tourists throw away peeled bottles and damage scenic buildings. Isn't this kind of thing rare?

In addition, Nantian is still Jiang Siming's hometown. As long as these words are spread, more strangers will come to Nantian and harass his family.

So Jiang Siming would never agree.

"It's a good thing that you want to improve your performance, but there is really no need to make it into a scenic spot. Why should you make it into a scenic spot in such a beautiful place as the southern sky? If you insist on doing it, I can only take our family to move to another place."

After Jiang Siming finished speaking, Sun Zheng's expression changed, and he hurriedly remedied: "Mr. Jiang, don't get me wrong. We are just a suggestion. We have specifically asked Mr. Jiang for your opinion, and there is no need to really confirm the implementation."

If it is because of this policy that the God of Wealth is forced away, then Sun Zheng is expected to cry.

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