"Welcome a few guests to Ningxi Village. This is a simple map of our Ningxi Village. Several guests can stroll around at will. The banquet will officially begin after an hour." In the very beautiful bamboo and wood shed at the entrance of the village, there were several young men and girls dressed in uniform. When they saw someone coming, one of the young men immediately came up.

The boy was wearing a short red and white dress and trousers, which was simple and generous without losing the festiveness. He even had a hint of elegance, which made people's eyes shine.

"Are you guys?" Everyone asked curiously when they saw the people wearing the same clothes.

"We are the tour guides in the village. If you need it, you can pay for us." The boy smiled, showed his white teeth, and continued: "We are not expensive, we only need five copper plates per hour."

There are more than a dozen tour guides now, all of whom are in their teens, some of which are family members and some are bought slaves. However, Ning Yunxi did not regard these young girls as slaves, giving them clothes, food, and wages, just like hiring long-term workers.

"Ah, tour guide, what is the tour guide?" someone asked inexplicably.

"It's the guide who takes you to wander around the village, but our village chief said he's called a tour guide." The young man explained with a smile.

"So, then I'll hire you two hours and take us around."

"Okay, you will be satisfied!" After hearing this, the young man smiled even happier. The village chief said that for every five copper coins they earn, they would be given one copper coins, and all the tips belong to them. If they earn the most monthly, they will receive a bonus.

The boy took away a group of people, but the next group arrived soon. This time he came with a carriage and parked directly at the entrance of the village. There was a parking lot specially designed by Ning Yunxi. The family and several slave workers were responsible for the parking lot. The treatment was similar to that of the tour guide. The person responsible for the overall work of the entrance of the village, that is, the overall work of the parking lot and the tour guide, was Ning San Ge. He was happily collecting money at this time.

"This is a special parking lot in our village. Because today is the completion celebration of the village, guests are invited, so the parking lot is not charged, so your carriage is parked here. There are only a few steps to walk in. The roadside is full of flowers, plants and trees. The scenery is very pleasant, which is very suitable for tourists to walk slowly to see." A parking clerk introduced with a smile, emphasizing that it is not charged today because of the special one.

"Parking lot? No charge means... I will charge in the future? This is the first time I heard that I have to charge. How much do you charge?" The questioning lady was asking, and her eyes were rolling around. She was probably thinking, what kind of village this is? It won't be a black village, otherwise why would you charge for parking a car!

The girl's tone was a little bad. The two veterans in charge of safety issues not far away looked over immediately. They had a short knife around their waists, and they looked like they were very difficult to mess with. The girl was so scared that she shrank her head suddenly, but her thoughts became more and more certain.

"Jiaojiao, don't make a fuss!" At this time, Xu Jieren walked out, scolded his granddaughter, then clasped his fists and said to the parking clerk, "What's this guy?"

"Hello, my name is Mingzai. I am the parking staff here, and I am responsible for parking for the masters." Mingzai is a young boy. Ning Yunxi spent five taels of silver to buy it. She looks round and is very likable, and she is also good at looking at people's eyes. After training, she was sent here.

"This arrangement is considerate. You are responsible for parking, so what about them? Are they?" Old Xu pointed to the group of people not far away. The two groups of teenagers were dressed slightly differently and did not stay together. They didn't look like people all the way.

"They are tour guides, which means guides. If you need them, you can hire one. They know very well about the village, but they only need to spend money, five copper plates per hour." Mingzai answered in detail, and finally said, "We park here, only five copper plates a day."

"Hahaha, so that's how it is. It's interesting. Who thought of these?" Mr. Xu asked with a smile when he heard it.

"It's our village chief, you know our village chief. Your invitation was written by our village chief himself. Our village chief is a famous talented girl." Mingzai's tone was full of admiration and respect for Ning Yunxi.

When they first saw Ning Yunxi buying with a girl for so many years, they were still afraid that they had gone to some bad place. But after a series of training, they knew that they were from hell to heaven, and Ning Yunxi was their reborn parents!

"Hahaha, it's her, she's busy. Can you take me to see me?" Old Xu said with a smile. It was only this young talented woman who could have made so many new tricks.

Mingzai tilted his head and said with some distress: "I don't know this little one, but it's still a while before the banquet begins. Please hire a tour guide to take a walk. Look how beautiful our village is, with flowers and plants everywhere. It's the first time I have seen such a beautiful place when I've grown so old, just like that... Yes, the fairyland on earth!"

"Okay, okay, it seems that my five copper coins are settled." Xu Renjie also wanted to see it and agreed with a smile.

There are many customers like Shusheng and Mr. Xu. They felt the most enthusiastic and novel service at the entrance of the village. Gradually, there were more and more people in the village, especially the location of the shopping street. Although there were only a few shops open, they still attracted some customers.

"There is a teahouse in your small village. Will anyone drink tea on weekdays?" The earliest group of scholars had already sat in the teahouse. The teahouse was not big, but it was two floors above and below, and the layout was very simple. There was a lobby downstairs, a single room upstairs, and a storytelling platform downstairs. At this time, a storyteller was sitting there, drinking tea while looking at the storytelling book.

"Welcome, are you going to have tea?" A guy came up with a smile.

"What kind of tea do you have here?" asked a scholar.

The young man smiled and said, "There is no good tea, it's just rough tea in the mountains and fields."

"What teahouse should I open if I don't have good tea?" The customer was not looking for trouble, but just felt strange and confused. They had been to teahouses before, but they had never seen anyone answering questions like this.

The young man continued to laugh: "The village chief said, time is tight, so I can make do with the rough tea first, and there will be good tea in the future."

"Hahaha, your village chief is really interesting. I'll tell you this. If you say this now, aren't you afraid that the village chief will punish you?" The scholars were amused. This was the first time they had seen such a honest store owner, and they could say such words.

The young man touched his head and said with confidence: "This is what the village chief asked me to say. He said that he should be realistic in business and not deceive customers. Customers are our parents of food and clothing, and we must be sincere!"

"Ah? Parents with food and clothing? No, no, what nonsense are you talking about? Your village chief is too bold!" The scholar was shocked. What are you saying, so bold!

"It's not our village chief, but our village chief. Look, this is the painting by our village chief. Mr. Xikuang, have you heard of it?" The shopkeeper took the scholars around the teahouse. Five paintings were hung in the teahouse, namely "Spring", "Summer", "Autumn", "Winter" and "Human World", all of which were painted by Ning Yunxi himself.

"These five paintings are a series, meaning that life in all seasons requires five blessings. You see, here, here, and here... there is a small blessing character." The shop assistant continued to introduce, very lively.

"It's really a good painting, a good meaning, I wonder if it's for sale?" A student who loved paintings immediately said that he was originally a painting fan of Mr. Xikuang, and came here to meet Mr. Xikuang.

"There are no paintings in the teahouse, only Xikuang Painting Museum. The painting museum is next door. If you are interested, you can go there to appreciate the paintings." After the village was built, Xikuang Painting Museum also moved.

"Do you want to eat tea? If you want to eat tea, I will start talking here." At this time, the storyteller who had been reading the storybook suddenly interrupted, "If you don't eat, you won't be able to take it away." These people are really, the noisy influences people to read the storybook!

"Ah? Let's start talking? What are you talking about? It's not easy to drive the guests away here." The scholars protested and curious.

After a sip of tea, the storyteller took a sip of tea slowly, he slapped the arbor and started talking in an instant!

"A long time ago, there was a man named Fang Xuanyi. He was born weak and sick..." As soon as the book was said, the audience quieted down until a quarter of an hour later, "... Fang Xuanyi was forced to jump off the cliff. Not only did he not die, he also discovered... He predicted what happened next, and listened to the next breakdown! Bang!"

"What? What did you find? Why is it gone!"

"Oh, it's the next time I break it down. Every time I drink tea, I hate to hear this sentence the most!"

"I knew it would be like this. Why am I so stupid? Isn't it good to stroll outside? What kind of tea or books to drink, what kind of pain to listen to?"

"Sir, let me tell you another paragraph. Your story is so novel and I have never heard of it."

"I reward silver and silver, sir, for another period!" A scholar from a good family gave him a very generous reward of one or two silver taels.

The storyteller took a sip of tea and said slowly: "The village chief said, two paragraphs a day, one paragraph in the morning, one paragraph in the afternoon, and one paragraph in the afternoon. Each paragraph is repeated three times. You must have new customers before you can start talking."

"What? You mean you can only hear it in the afternoon. How can this be done? I will listen now. If you don't say it, I won't leave!" A fool said that immediately stopped doing it.

"Sir, who wrote your book? It sounds quite interesting. I wonder if there are any books sold?"

"The storybook was written by the village chief, and its name is "Big Talk to the Northern Xinjiang". If there is a book, it will be available soon. I would like to support you at that time." The storyteller clasped his fists and the advertisement was very natural. He had completed the task assigned by the village chief.

"New book? Is Mr. Xikuang's new book? That's great. I must buy one, no, buy two!" A scholar immediately said happily.

"It's too few to buy two books. I'll say at least ten or eight books. Everyone in the family likes to read it, especially my younger brothers and sisters, who are all fans of Mr. Xikuang."

"Yes, yes, buy more books, and you can give it to someone if you buy them, hehe." The man smiled inexplicably and was a little vulgar. I don't know which girl he thought of.

When it comes to Mr. Xikuang's books, the ones who like the most are young girls, followed by those ladies in the boudoir. "Xiaobai's Sleeping Walking" is vivid and interesting, with cute characters, but the content is very exciting. The ladies like it very much after reading it. Some young men were quick-witted and started to think of giving books.

Seeing the reactions of several scholars, in addition to the storyteller who completed the task, Xuan Shiwu, who was temporarily the owner of the teahouse, was sent out because of insufficient staff, but they were all temporary.

The teahouse is located outside the center of the business district. Walking inside, the largest shop is Xikuang Painting Museum, which is also Ning Yunxi's territory. He Guan is still the shopkeeper. At this time, he also greeted a group of guests, including scholars and merchants. Mr. Xu Renjie and Xu took his grandson and granddaughter to appreciate the paintings.

After the Xikuang Painting Museum in Ningxi Village was opened, the Xikuang Painting Museum in the county was closed directly, and the paintings inside were moved here. The paintings here were more than three times larger than the original painting museum, and there were two floors. After everyone walked in, they felt very empty.

After Xu Renjie took his grandson and granddaughter around, he found Brother Ning San, and laughed and joked: "Mr. Xikuang is very busy recently and has not bought a new work."

"No, no, no, although the paintings are not new, there are some on the side." Brother Ning Sanruo said meaningfully.

"The next one? It won't be..." Old Xu's eyes lit up, and he looked at Brother Ning San with great anticipation. Brother Ning San nodded vigorously and said, "My little sister has released a new book!"

"Is the new book? Is it "Xiaobai's Sleeping Walking (Three)"?" At this time, a pretty female voice suddenly inserted in, her tone was very impatient, and she was obviously a book fan.

Brother Ning San looked at the little girl beside Mr. Xu. She looked fourteen or fifteen years old, with a good appearance and a lively temperament.

"No, this time I wrote it next to me, which is more suitable for older people to read. Well, there are also men to read." Brother Ning San has read the new book, and it is the dream of countless men.

"What, why did you change the book? I want to watch "Xiaobai's Sleeping Journey"." Xu Jiaojiao muttered in disappointment, her eyes dimmed. She risked entering the black village to meet her idol. Why did the new book written by the idol was not what she liked? She was so disappointed!

"Grandpa, grandpa, aren't you very familiar with Mr. Xikuang? Tell her about it, can you please let her write "Xiaobai's Sleeping Walking" first? I like it so much!"

"Don't mess around!"
Chapter completed!