Chapter 77

Kang Ying was awed by the speech.

She remembers that rural tourism was very popular in the city in her last life. People in the city always organized groups or drove their own private cars to the countryside in the suburb of Zhouxian on weekends.

At that time, the countryside was different from today's countryside. The flat concrete road, the small garden in front of and behind the house, and even the neat cement path in the farmland were just like the holiday farms.

In the future, the countryside can become a scenic spot for rural tourism, which should be supported by grass-roots workers like director Zeng with long-term selfless dedication.

Kang Ying followed director Zeng's words: "therefore, I want the government to take the lead in this matter, and I will write you a specific plan."

Ever since Secretary Zeng vaguely felt that Shijiang yuan was different from Kang Ying, he had made up his mind to fully support Kang Ying.

So when Kang Ying said this, he patted his thigh and said, "it's a good thing. I'll make a report right away. I'll not only allocate funds for the activities, but also invite reporters from provincial and municipal newspapers and TV stations to report on the spot.

If we want to do this, we should publicize it and make enough stunts to attract everyone's attention. Let's know that we have good tea in Lvxian and good tea in Lvxian! "

Kang Ying didn't expect that director Zeng accepted his suggestion so quickly. She quickly expressed her thanks to director Zeng.

"Thank you. It's for the good of our rural people. We should thank you."

Director Zeng settled the matter and drank the tea ceremony happily.

"Then I'll sort it out later and try to give you the sorted ideas in the shortest time." Kang Ying is a vigorous and resolute person.

Director Zeng nodded and said, "when you're done, take it to the Agriculture Bureau and give it to me. My office is at 302."

Kang Ying wrote down in silence, many friends, many roads.

I see that Secretary Zeng is very interested in her own creativity. If it is successful, with the leadership of the government, most of the pressure on her will go away.

There is no need to worry about the funds for the activities or to contact people from all walks of life. It is very easy for the government to take the lead. She only needs to come up with an idea that can be implemented.

When Jiang Yuan is making tea on the side, he listens to Kang Ying and director Zeng talking speculatively. He quietly continues to add tea to their cups. He does all this at his fingertips.

Originally, this is his home. He doesn't feel uncomfortable at all. It's natural with the atmosphere here.

Director Zeng can't help but secretly look at Kang Ying and Shi Jiangyuan again. He feels that they are quite compatible when they stand together.

It's just that Kang Ying's family background is too weak. If Shi Jiangyuan is looking for a partner in Lu County, he will make a big stir, right?

He just pretends that he doesn't know. He can't get involved in this matter. When Jiang Yuan intends to help Kang Ying, he also helps him to take a ride.

After another two rounds of tea, director Zeng and Shi Jiang left.

Kang Ying's mind is a spark of inspiration. It's easy for her to come up with a plan for the tea king competition. It's just that the plan has to be reorganized if it is to be turned into concrete words and put on the paper.

Kang Ying thought of the excitement, but she was not sleepy for a moment. She just sat at her desk in her bedroom and began to write a plan.

Holding a pen, when Kang Ying first started to write, she felt that her handwriting was unsophisticated. She even forgot how to write some less commonly used words, because she used to type on the computer before. If she didn't understand the words, she could also type Pinyin. Unlike now, if she didn't understand the words, she had to look them up in a dictionary.

Kang Ying didn't find a dictionary in the room, so she had to leave it empty and planned to go to Xinhua Bookstore tomorrow to buy a Xinhua dictionary to look up the words.

In her last life, she always used intelligent Pinyin. Even if there were unknown words, she could always find them as long as she could spell them. She almost forgot her skill of looking up a dictionary. Now she suddenly had to write with a pen, and her fingers and wrists were sour.

Kang Ying is very nostalgic for the convenience of the computer age. She came to the age when everything was connected. Through the Internet, she integrated all the applications of life and work together. I don't know how convenient it is.

Kang Ying rubbed her eyes. Forget it. Let's just deal with the scene. That era will come.

It was not until the second half of the night that Kang Ying finished the preliminary plan for the whole tea king competition. Although there are still some details to be outlined, the overall plan prototype has come to the surface.

Kang Ying stood up and stretched. Looking at the cock pecking clock on the table, she realized that it was 2:30 in the middle of the night.

No, why stay up late?

Kang Ying has always reminded herself not to take out the energy of previous life, not to stay up late and keep fit. She never thought of herself and stayed up late again.

Kang Ying angrily put down her pen and rushed to the bathroom to wash her face. After a casual shower, she washed off her sticky feeling and went back to bed.

Kang Ying also worried that she would not be able to sleep because of the excitement of the superficial epidermis of her brain when she wrote the midnight plan. Unexpectedly, as soon as she got her head on the pillow, she immediately fell into the black sweet land.

Before going to bed, Kang Ying only had time to sigh that being young is good. If you want to eat, if you want to sleep, you can sleep, and you don't know who you are. The next day, when she woke up naturally, Kang Ying stretched herself in bed, thinking that she would perfect the whole plan this morning, and then quickly handed over the plan to director Zeng. Kang Ying gets up from bed, brushes her teeth and washes her face. She takes out the mung bean porridge made last night from the refrigerator. After it's hot, she eats pickles and starts to revise the plan. It was changed until around 10:00 noon. Kang Ying not only outlined the whole plan, but also remembered the writing of those common words. Kang Ying copied it again with a pen. Although her handwriting is not a famous one, she can write well with pen under the strict requirements of exam oriented education. But later they got used to using electronic products, so much so that pen writing is now the same, not to mention the sense of art, but at least as neat as printing. After copying the plan, put it in the envelope, and then it's time for lunch. Kang Ying can't help laughing. Her time seems to be based on three meals a day. It's not easy to cook anything for one person. One dish is too little and two dishes are too much. Kang Ying cooked a pot of rice, half of which was filled to make fried rice, the other half was cooled, then put it in the refrigerator to absorb water vapor, and made another fried rice in the evening. In this way, the day was over. Although it's fried rice, the pattern is different. It's totally different whether you put diced carrots or celery, fragrant leaves or seafood fried rice. Kang Ying doesn't think that two fried rice meals are monotonous repetition. Even if it's fried rice, it has to be changed, doesn't it?