Three days later, Chen Mu's black technology map has not been upgraded yet, which makes him try to summon it almost every two hours to see if it is OK.

According to the experience gained from past upgrades, the longer the standby time, the greater the change after the upgrade.

The upgrade time this time is much longer than before. Obviously, there will be great changes after that, and Chen Mu is full of expectations for it.

Sitting in the living room and watching the white-eyed girl busy in the kitchen, Chen Mu couldn't help but ask: "Yili, was your brother like this when he was working before? I mean, has he always worked so hard?"

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As the boss, Chen Mu's main job now is to stay at the gas station to answer calls from tourists, continue to take orders and arrange itineraries, which has completely turned into a logistics job.

The fat man took over the job of leading the tour guide.

He only returned to the gas station at noon yesterday, and then led a group to Yakash Village in the evening. It was a completely continuous process.

Chen Mu was worried that the guy's health was too much, so he asked him if he wanted to rest for a day, but he refused the boss's kindness as if he had been given a day's rest, refusing to stop even for a day.

Ma Yili came out of the kitchen with a plate and handed it to Chen Mu: "Brother Xiao Mu, don't look at my brother as fat, but he has worked hard since he was a child and has never been lazy."

Chen Mu took the plate and took a look. It contained steaming scrambled eggs.

The scrambled eggs were just the right color, neither dry nor wet, and had ham and onions cut into small pieces. They looked particularly delicious, not to mention the aroma.

He picked up the chopsticks and took a big bite. As soon as the egg entered his mouth, Chen Mu couldn't help but praise: "Wow, it's so delicious!"

Ma Yili smiled and said, "Brother Xiao Mu, please wait a little longer. I've also made noodles and they will be on the table soon."

After saying that, the little girl turned around and walked back to the kitchen, and then started to get busy.

There happened to be a ray of sunlight coming through the kitchen window, and it fell on the little girl with white eyes like a spotlight. It was very bright and dazzling.

Chen Mu ate the scrambled eggs and couldn't help but ask: "Yili, how on earth did you do it, make the scrambled eggs so tender and slippery?"

The white-eyed girl scooped up the noodles with chopsticks and rinsed them in cold water. She replied: "It's actually very simple. Here's a little trick. At the beginning, you need to add a little warm water to the egg liquid and then put it in the pot.

If you stir-fry it inside, it will be easy to make tender and smooth eggs."

When Chen Mu used to scramble eggs by himself, he would stir them and pour them into the pot. After frying them, he realized they were quite delicious.

But now I am eating the scrambled eggs made by the little girl, and I think back to the things I cooked in the past, which were dry and hard, and completely different from the plate in front of me.

"Where did you learn this?"

Chen Mu was very curious and asked casually.

"I learned by listening to the radio. Because my eyesight is bad, when I have free time, I like to listen to the radio the most. There are several programs on the radio that teach cooking. The more I listen to it, the more I learn a lot.

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What a genius...

The eyes cannot see...

This is how I learned it by listening to the radio...

Why are there so many differences between this person?

Chen Mu looked at the little girl busy in the kitchen. Although her movements were not fast, she was slow, methodical and very harmonious... This sight made a thought suddenly flash in his mind: "This is it before I have formally learned it."

, If I can find a master chef to learn from, I will be a famous chef in the future!"

Chen Mu felt that this matter should be mentioned to the fat man. When he has money in the future, he must let his children learn. Such a precious talent cannot be wasted.

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After eating, Chen Mu continued to watch the landline phone. Now the calls are basically from tourists.

Alexkin was watching TV. After Ma Yili finished working in the kitchen, she also walked out and sat aside and listened quietly.

After watching for a while, Yalikun suddenly turned around and said to Chen Mu, who had just answered a call: "Brother Mu, the news just said that there will be a big storm in Shamen Township in the past two days, which will cause a large-scale sandstorm. I don't know.

How are we doing here?"

Chen Mu was startled for a moment, and then thought about the Shamen Township that Alecun mentioned. In his impression, it was a little east of Bahe Town. It was about five hours' drive from the gas station. Is this distance close?

, it’s not that far.

If a big storm happens there, it might also affect this place.

It's a pity that the black technology map is being upgraded, so I can't check the weather forecast immediately and can't do anything.

After thinking about it, Chen Mu decided to be more careful. He went out and talked to the old Uighur man about the matter, and asked the old man to go back to Yakash Village tonight and try his best to send a letter to the fat man and tell him about this matter, so that he could have some time.

prepared.

"Big storm?"

The old man showed a hint of fear and said: "We also encountered a big storm a few years ago. The ground was covered with sand, and many houses had their roofs blown off. It was really scary... Oh, I hope they in Shamen Township are okay.

Be safe!"

Chen Mu has never seen a big storm, so he doesn't know how powerful it is, but it must be quite scary to scare an old Uighur man like this.

After talking about the business, he was about to go back and continue to hold the phone, but the Uyghur old man grabbed him: "Xiao Mu, your plan to set up a forestry company to contract the land is almost completed."

"real?"

Chen Mu was surprised and delighted, and asked: "Uncle Aizimaiti, have you even taken care of the land contract? I thought you were just helping me set up a forestry company."

The old Uighur nodded: "Mullah Alimu said that you established a cooperative with our Yakashi village, and the forestry company is the one under the cooperative... Well, a physical enterprise... Anyway, I don't understand the old man, it means contracting the land.

We also have to contribute to the matter. It is easier for our village to handle this matter than for you to run around alone."

Chen Mu rubbed his hands happily: "How much land was contracted? Is it the thousand acres I said before?"

The old Uighur shook his head and held out two fingers.

Chen Mu was slightly disappointed, frowned and said, "Only two hundred acres? This... is a bit too little."

The old Uighur said: "It's twenty square kilometers."

"ah?"

Chen Mu took a breath of air and was completely confused.

Twenty square kilometers is equal to 30,000 acres?!

Is this really true?

However, Chen Mu was not happy for two seconds. In an instant, he began to worry again: How much would he have to pay for contracting so much land?

The old Uighur said: "The big mullah of Alimu said that after the land is contracted, it can only be used for raising seedlings and planting trees, and cannot be used for other purposes. That's why we can contract so much. Otherwise, the leaders will not approve it."

After a slight pause, the old Uyghur man continued: "Mullah Alimu also said that the leader means that if you really want to plant trees, the contracting fee can be reduced to the lowest of five yuan per acre, and you can be contracted for fifty years.

, see if you are willing? If not, you can still contract for twenty years, but the price per acre will be eight yuan."

Chen Mu was not good at mathematics, so he counted on his fingers secretly. If it cost five yuan per mu, it would be 150,000 yuan per year. If it cost eight yuan per mu, it would be 240,000 yuan per year...

There is a huge difference between 150,000 and 240,000.
Chapter completed!