Fisherman's Secret

Fang Jing is not the only one in the village who is also far-sighted. Li Yuanming also faintly smelled some kind of business opportunity from Fang Jing's repeated dragging of things from the sea.Furthermore, since the beginning of this year, it is an indisputable fact that there are more and more tourists in the village, especially Fang Jing's farmhouse, because it took the lead, it has made a lot of money this month, especially after the news of the shipwreck came out , There is an endless stream of guests coming in and out of the farmhouse every day, nearly [-] guest rooms are full every day, and other villagers in the village also benefit from it. They sell a lot of vegetables alone, and the guests go to the vegetable garden to pick them. They don't have to get up early and drag it to the town in the dark, and the price is not cheaper than selling it in the town. It's so easy to make money.

The only regret is that the road in the village is too bad, otherwise there will be more guests coming to the village.

As soon as Fang Jing proposed the road construction plan, Li Yuanming immediately convened a village meeting and finalized the road construction regulations with several village cadres. Each family selected labor, experienced small workers, and those with tractors at home. Self-sufficiency, minimize unnecessary expenses.

To paraphrase the words of the old people in the village, Fang Jing is willing to spend so much money to build roads in the village because this child is grateful, and he does not forget the village. Their old bones are poor and they can't make much money, at least within the scope of their ability. Help if you can, and save this child one by one.We all come from the same village, no one knows who, it is not easy for anyone to earn two dollars, even Fang Jing, who has made a lot of money in the past two years, is also hard-earned money earned by wind and waves, and cannot be wasted.

The scorching July is the hottest time of the year, but Dongzhuang is uncharacteristically lively.

From early in the morning, I heard the sound of tractors dragging cement, yellow sand and pebbles. Everyone went to work before dawn, rushing to pave an extra section of road during the coolest time of the day.Everyone is very motivated. As long as the road is opened sooner, the village will benefit sooner.

Fang Jing was not idle either. He called Zhu Zhi and borrowed a project supervisor from Big Brother Zhu to keep an eye on the progress, quality, and other matters that should be paid attention to. He must put an end to scumbag projects and make the road in the village strong and durable.Even if it is not as good as the roads in the Neon Country, it can survive the earthquake and lie on the ground well, at least it cannot be like some bean curd projects in the city, where the newly built concrete roads will crack within three or two months.

The days passed while the villagers were sweating profusely in the road construction project. In mid-July, Fang Jing received another call from Professor Yu, and then he remembered that the matter of the skull had not been resolved.

During these days, Fang Jing also contacted several high-level research institutes, but they said that they had hundreds of millions of funds. Fang Jing thought that his wallet was not that rich, so he could only settle for the next best thing. Go to Professor Yu's forensic plastic surgery laboratory, maybe you will gain something.

Moreover, he hadn't seen Professor Lu for a long time, and he really missed the old man, so he just took advantage of the summer vacation to go and see the old man.

Fang Jing has always felt that Professor Lu is a noble person in his life. This old man who is also a teacher, father and friend has given him great help in his life. This help is not just about introducing him to work-study programs when he was in college. It's not that he graduated and ran around to let him, an unpopular major in cultural relics, find a stable job in the museum. The most important thing is that the old man was the first person to lend a helping hand to him when his life was at its lowest point.It is precisely because of Professor Lu's seemingly random help that Fang Jing straightened his shoulders in that difficult and difficult environment, broke through many setbacks, and grew into a strong young poplar in the new era, instead of going all the way. Transformed into a crooked-necked tree with rotting inside.

Among them, Professor Lu contributed the most.

The next day, Fang Jing packed two changes of clothes and brought some local products from his hometown. Thinking that Professor Lu has always had a hobby of collecting coins, he took a few of the Mexican eagles he caught this time and wrapped them in a gift box. , took Cen Jiu straight to Haicheng.

The two got up early, didn't eat any food, and rushed the earliest bus to the city.

When we arrived in town, there were already many people waiting on the side of the road.Many villagers carried their burdens and dragged their own chickens, ducks, and freshly picked vegetables to the city to sell.

As soon as the car came, everyone rushed to squeeze up, the small minibus was packed to the brim with sieves, baskets and baskets, and the smell of chicken and duck feces wafted in the air, let alone that smell.

Fang Jing and Cen Jiu sat in the back row, opened the window of the back seat, almost stuck their heads out of the window, and took a few deep breaths before they recovered.

"We need to buy a car." Fang Jing thought about it, and said to Cen Jiu.

Anyway, he is almost a boss worth hundreds of millions now, and he still takes a car when he goes out, and he doesn't even have a car. It's too cheap and too inconvenient.

It's also because Fang Jing made a fortune in a short period of time, and spent most of his time at sea, or else he was living in the small fishing village of Dongzhuang, so he didn't think about it. Now when he goes out, he finds out the necessity of buying a car.

It’s okay that it’s summer now, but if it’s winter, there’s no air-conditioning in the minibus, and the snot will freeze when sitting in the city.

And the driver's license that he took the test in the first year of work must be useful, otherwise it will be dusted in the box.

Cen Jiu has always been very curious about cars, which can run automatically. When he heard that Fang Jing wanted to buy a car, he nodded.

"purchase."

"After I go back, I'll enroll you in a class, and you'll take the exam, and I'll get you a car." Fang Jing patted Cen Jiu on the shoulder, and said generously, "If at the end of the year , luck is still so good, so I will give the family a car."

Except of course Papa Fang and Fang Xiaole.

Cen Jiu nodded more vigorously, feeling a sense of crisis in his heart.

My boyfriend is too capable, making him useless, what should I do?

The people around turned their heads one after another, wanting to take a look at the young man in the back seat who said buying a car was as easy as buying a carrot. After recognizing Fang Jing, they all showed kind smiles on their faces.

The old Fang’s family is well-developed. Thinking back to the time when they were so poor that they didn’t even have food to eat, young people still need to study more. It’s much easier to make money after studying. If you don’t study, you can only do small jobs like your parents. Working hard on the construction site, even under the sun and rain all year round, can't make much money.

Several families in the same car had juniors, and they immediately made up their minds. After returning home, they would stare at the little ones at home and read carefully, so that they could no longer be raised like before.

Fang Jing didn't know that his few unintentional actions immediately aroused the enthusiasm for reading in the village, and he did a good deed unintentionally.

After arriving in Jingcheng, they transferred to the Haicheng bus. Three hours later, Fang Jing and Cen Jiu stood again at the crowded Haicheng West Railway Station.

"There are a lot of people." Fang Jing pulled the collar of his t-shirt to fan the wind, and pulled on a pair of leather sandals. His young face looked like a college student who had just graduated, standing at the crowded exit, shaking his head from side to side.

Professor Lu knew that they were coming to Haicheng today, so he said he would pick them up by car.

Cen Jiu's eyes were fixed, and soon he found Professor Lu's small Volkswagen among a pile of red, white, black, gray, blue, green, and yellow shit-like boxes.

The small gray Volkswagen was hidden in a pile of high-end and low-end cars. Fang Jing saw the license plate clearly and ran over happily. Professor Lu lowered the window, nodded and smiled at them.

"Get in the car." Professor Lu said.

Fang Jing was so hot that he opened the door and sat in, only to find that besides Professor Lu, there was a middle-aged man with a small beard and naturally curly hair in the car.

When the middle-aged man saw Fang Jing, there was a smile in his eyes: "Hello, hello, this is Xiao Fang's classmate, right?"

Fang Jing's mind turned around quickly, and he soon understood who this person was.

"Professor Yu?"

"Hahaha, it's me, how did Xiao Fang recognize me?" Professor Yu smiled.

Fang Jing's head was full of black lines, thinking that no matter how he doesn't care about external affairs, he has seen photos of the heads of several departments of Haida, not to mention that they only talked on the phone half a month ago, and he is not an old man. Dementia, how can I not be able to distinguish it so quickly.

It seems that Professor Yu is very concerned about this matter.

Professor Lu started the car and said: "Go home first. Your teacher's wife knew you were coming, so she said early that she would treat you with a delicious meal. After dinner, I will accompany you to the studio where you are older than them." .”

Mrs. Lu expressed a warm welcome to Fang Jing and Cen Jiu. She was deeply impressed by Cen Jiu, a young, shy, and energetic young man. Introducing a girlfriend to Cen Jiu, which made Cen Jiu speechless, embarrassed and weird, frequently casting glances at Fang Jing for help.

During the dinner, Fang Jing discussed the forensic sculpture studio with Professor Yu in great detail. However, the majors are different. No matter how detailed Professor Yu explained, Fang Jing still smiled politely and ignorantly.

"Don't discuss these skeletons and bones when you are eating. Eat well. After eating, you go to the studio and talk again." Mrs. Lu loves Fang Jing, interrupts Professor Yu's endless chatter, and respects Fang again, " Don't worry about them, eat well, those two old things, painted by cultural relics all day long, won't get tired of them all day long."

The well-known artist in China, who is actually not too old, was scolded by Mrs. Lu for an old thing, but he didn't even dare to reply. After finishing his meal, he dragged Fang Jing to Haida's studio.

This is not Fang Jing's first visit to the Academy of Art, but he never knew that there was such a world in that humble building.

When entering the door, Fang Jing was taken aback by a bloody simulated autopsy corpse.

Nima, half of the bright red muscles, half of the skeleton, and the internal organs are exposed, are you scared to pee?

A brown-haired beauty is sitting in front of the workbench and is playing with a skull. Small sticks of different lengths are stuck to the skull. On the huge LCD screen, a 3D modeling model is being displayed, which looks like a model. Kind of.

Fang Jing's eyes lit up, and he could see that the model on the display screen was the prototype obtained by simulating the skeleton on the table.

Good, good, good!