I Run a Gas Station in the Northwest

After entering Yakash Village, Chen Mu basically didn't need to greet Zhang Momoo and Chen Xiaochun. They started shooting in Aunt Guli's yard.

They found everything interesting, even a broken teacup they could shoot over and over again, as if they were doing archaeology.

When the two of them were tired from playing, they finally returned to the room drunk after eating the big meal.

Chen Mu was tossed all the way by these two goods and was too tired. He was about to go to bed. He didn't expect the Uighur old man to stop him: "Xiao Mu, the people in our village are going to have a meeting. Come and listen."

"Meeting?"

Chen Mu was a little confused.

I thought I’m not from the village either. Why would I join in the fun for your meetings?

The Uighur old man gave him no chance to say anything at all. He walked along and said: "Hurry up, everyone has been waiting for you, and finally waited until the two guests were asleep."

Chen Mu couldn't ask carefully, so he could only follow along, walking around the village, and finally came to a larger courtyard and walked in.

"Come, here, Xiaomu is here."

The yard was full of people.

It seems that except for the children, the entire village has arrived.

Chen Mu was a little flattered, because when he walked into the yard, everyone looked at him and seemed to be waiting for him.

"Uncle Abdureim, Brother Abdu, Ainiwar..."

Chen Mu hurriedly greeted the familiar ones, and other people who did not know him also nodded.

The Uighur old man took him all the way to a table in the center of the yard and motioned him to sit down: "Xiaomu, you sit here."

Chen Mu looked around. The people sitting at the table, except for the village chief, Kurbanjiang, were all senior and elderly people in the village.

After thinking about it, Chen Mu whispered to the old man: "Uncle Aizimati, your village has a meeting. I'm an outsider. It's not nice to sit here, right?"

"You sit here."

The old Uighur stared at the words, motioned him to sit down, and then raised his voice to ask other people: "You said, is Xiao Mu an outsider?"

"Xiao Mu is his own."

Someone around immediately said so.

Then, many people nodded in agreement: "That's right."

Chen Mu was really touched by this group of people, but he still felt that he was young and it was inappropriate to sit here, but before he could say anything, Kurbanjiang, the village chief of Yakash Village, stood up and He sat down.

"Well, now that Xiaomu is here, then we can start the meeting."

Kurbanjan went directly into the role and announced a meeting.

Next, the villagers, you and I will say one sentence at a time. Although the situation at the scene seems a bit messy and noisy, it is basically still within controllable range.

Chen Mu listened for a while, and gradually understood.

Recently, because of the increasing number of tourists, the income of the villagers has greatly increased, and various problems have also appeared.

For example, the sanitary conditions of food are different for each household, some are good and some are bad, and the satisfaction level of tourists is of course different.

Sometimes tourists will express dissatisfaction with all the receptions because one of them is not caring enough, which makes it easy for villagers to have conflicts with each other.

Moreover, some villagers earn more and some villagers earn less, which is also the source of the contradiction.

At first, the contradictions were not obvious, and everyone could bear it, but as the years accumulate, some things will eventually have to be resolved on the table.

The main reason why the village brought Chen Mu to the meeting was that Chen Mu was able to bring tourists and his opinions were very important, so I wanted him to come forward to "evaluate Lier".

When it was Chen Mu's turn to speak, he thought for a while and felt that he hadn't paid attention to this aspect before. Now it seems that it is really necessary to unify his thoughts, so he used some of the management knowledge he learned: "Well, we will give A table, set a standard, let the tour guide give your meals, accommodation conditions, sanitary conditions, etc., will be punished, ah, you can be fined for a month not to receive guests... or other, I think this It should be useful."

Hearing what Chen Mu said, the villagers who had done a good job at ordinary times immediately clapped their hands in agreement, while those with poor conditions showed a little reluctance.

Chen Mu saw it in his eyes, no matter so much, anyway, this kind of thing must not be softened.

As the so-called survival of the fittest, people who do well should of course earn more, and those who do poorly should be eliminated.

If there is no such elimination mechanism, the village will soon become a pool of stagnant water, and no one is willing to work hard anymore.

The topic that the villagers had quarreled a lot before was suddenly solved by Chen Mu. The few people sitting on the table were very satisfied. The village head Kurbanjiang said: "Xiao Mu, everyone has some money recently. Some people just want to renovate the house and make up for the omissions. I don’t know if it’s good or not. I’m afraid those tourists only like old houses, so I want to ask your opinion.

Chen Mu thought for a while, and said, "Actually, there is nothing wrong with decorating the house. It is okay to not receive tourists during the renovation. However, I want to clarify one thing first. Tourists come here because they like us. I want to experience the living conditions of our Uyghur compatriots firsthand. This is the characteristic of our farmhouse. Without this characteristic, our farmhouse would not be able to continue."

In a blink of an eye, he saw that some people didn’t understand, and he said more plainly: “If you have money and want to build a new house, it’s okay, but you must build it in accordance with the characteristics of the Uighur. If you want to build a small bungalow, Then I still think it’s best not to, because it will affect our farmhouse, and the gains outweigh the losses."

Among the villagers, there are indeed some people who want to build new houses, but now they heard Chen Mu say this, they all immediately dismissed the idea. For people who have been poor, nothing is more important than making money.

After the meeting, Chen Mu followed the Uighur old man and left.

When he walked out of the yard, almost everyone said goodbye to him, showing his "prestige" in the village.

As the Uighur old man walked, he said: "Xiaomu, although you don't live in the village, everyone treats you as your own family, and you will be from our Yakash village in the future."

When Chen Mu heard the Uyghur elderly say this, he had an idea and suddenly thought of a good idea to make money.

He decided to go back and find someone to customize certificates and badges and make them into certificates and badges for "Honorary Villagers of Yakash Village". When the time comes, one hundred yuan will be sold to tourists as an "Honorary Villager". .

The Uighur old man didn’t know that Chen Mu’s psychological activities were so "agitated." He said to himself: "Xiao Mu, the old man is very grateful to you. You have done so many things for the village. Well, the village can have today. You miles."