Guan Da is bad, and the bad thing is that he has the ability.

A group of people from the Liangcheng Cultural Association were also having a dinner.

The dinner was still in my cousin’s hot pot city.

The old president scolded angrily: "This bastard only eats his fill and ignores others."

The new president angrily criticized: "Are he not afraid of suffocating himself to death?"

Big Dog Leg praised: "Leave us, see how he will play next!"

A word came out and the world was shocked.

Can Guan Da respect these people?

Never!

Has Guan Da relied on these people?

Disdain.

Does Guan Da want to use these people?

Get out.

So, can these people be used to benefit?

There is no way!

For example, what benefits will bring to your own small company?

For example, positioning my cousin’s hotpot city as the only designated restaurant for these literati gatherings.

"But they like us... Oh, something is wrong!"

At this time, a little old man jumped up in a hurry.

I accidentally found a cheap and affordable hotel and ended up being Guanda’s cousin!

Run!

If you guys give some laxatives or something—

But what to do?

My cousin had known that they were those idiot bastards.

What to do?

My cousin laughed: "If I like fighting with them, I'm a little bastard. A bunch of goods that don't have much to do, and I have to find a price for a meal on a certain takeaway platform for a long time. The best way to deal with such people is to let them watch others strode forward, but they are lying in the mud pit in mink fur, a bunch of decayed, expired parasites lying on the dung pile. Pay attention to them to give them a face. Let's tell the kitchen that they must follow the usual supply standards, one must not be dirty or the other must not be reduced, and they are just a group of guests who come to eat."

But those bastards were swearing and were angry.

"No need to worry, we are serving, the purpose is to let others eat well, and we make the difference profit. What kind of grudges, love, hate, and love, but a group of old men who have no place to eat and are looking for people to help them pay for the bills. They can't keep up with the times, can't keep up with the team, and make a few complaints behind their backs and get angry with them. I might as well drink some brain gold and let them be happy, a group of parasites who have no ability, no ability, no ability." My cousin was so arrogant that he was ashamed to compete with those kind of people for strengths.

He had a very confused problem at this moment.

The Song Dynasty ruins of Guanjia Village are of no use for the whole country except for netizens who have seen a group of jokes about two or five eyes competing for family property in Guanjia Village?

have!

There must be!

And there are a lot of existence!

But those people studied what pants Daji wore when he served King Zhou all day long, so why didn’t they study these cultural relics?

"Anyone who hasn't read any books understands that the ruins of the Song Dynasty can at least involve the struggle with the Western Xia. Even if you compile a literati, write the military village into Muke Village, and graft Yang Zongbao and Mu Guiying, that's a work. If you don't do it, just wait to ask someone for a script and ask someone to take it. Why do you let others take it with you? Are you going to help others or cause trouble for others?" My cousin thought, "Among me who hasn't read many books, I can understand this group of literati who is known as the "cultivated gods"?"

Yes, why can't they figure it out?

The judge was thinking too.

He always wanted to do something on the Song Dynasty cultural relics in Guanjia Village.

But he was very confused about what he could do.

Think of a good story?

It seems that the good stories have been told by others, right?

Then find someone to connect a historical drama?

It seems not possible.

Isn't that a plagiarism?

The judge walked around the ground for hundreds of times.

"No, this is a material. You can't just let the museum collect any cultural relics. You have to connect the cultural stories of Liangcheng. I don't want history. I write mythological stories into it. Is this OK? It's just under my command..." Thinking about the literati in Liangcheng, the first magistrate was the first to be unconfident.

Those people just thought about how much oil and water they could get and where to eat.

Is this the people who do things?

"I have to get rid of these people." Tongzong shook his god.

What he didn't expect was that Teacher Guan suddenly called them.

The prefect escort came to invite him.

He also invited Tongzhi to receive the whip together.

The prefect first put down the inspection of the Red Bull Breeding Base in the following county, and planned to listen carefully to Mr. Guan’s teachings in half an hour.

"What kind of teaching guidance, I'm very curious. Are you just thinking about turning that ruin into the sign of Guanjia Village? This is true in itself, we also plan to use this gimmick, but according to this ruin, don't you want to connect the rich local historical legends? Huangdi in ancient times asked, emperor parades during the Qin and Han dynasties, war stories in the western border areas of the Tang and Song dynasties, Feng Liu's gossip of the Han Dynasty's residence during the National Dynasty, so many stories, are you just watching the trash stare at others every day?

You have to have a suggestion. Also, have you alarmed the old men of Liangcheng Satellite TV? Just waiting for others to develop and then rush forward to report? There are records in the history of the Song Dynasty that there are more than a dozen military camps established in Guangzeke, Weizhou. One of them appeared here, but didn’t appear elsewhere? If you don’t look for them, don’t organize those literati to read through historical information, just wait for the next unconscious discovery? A little initiative, just relying on the satellite TV people, you can build the business card of Liangcheng. Why are you staring at other people’s jobs all day long?"

Guan Yin's question really made those three...

Well……

Be happy.

That's really happy.

This shows that Mr. Guan is particularly concerned about the cultural development of his hometown.

But they never expected that the Minister Guan would care about them—

No, no, no, never hide evil intentions.

After Guan Yin criticized him, he made a request.

What potato planting base and Red Bull farm are you going to see?

yes.

You want to go?

Guan Yin really wants to go.

This is not only the task given to him by the General Hospital, but also the solution to the problem that he has found information online in the past few days.

Local areas are indeed suitable for the development of mountain agricultural species, right?

Some magistrates do have the idea of ​​developing local characteristic agriculture, right?

Is it certain that the market needs local specialty agriculture supplements?

"Then I'm curious, why haven't I acted? The last time those people came to visit, I was clear enough, right? They asked you for this and that, but they were so unwilling to seek development steadily? Just go around and let him get out. Since he has a position and doesn't do anything, then let the person who does things go up." Guan Yin was very annoyed when he received Zhang Meng's call.

Why is it so difficult to rest for a few more days at home?

Zhang Meng said helplessly: "They meant to bypass the prefect and ask for some benefits directly, do some small things under your banner, and then ask you to promote them. The one in my hometown, whenever I go back, I look for people everywhere, both for your classmates and relatives, and then I blindfolded the order and gave you ten million, and I will give me thirty times the profit in half a year. I will help you make 300 times the data. You get the benefits, I have obtained qualifications, as for about taro

The planting project is now thrown behind my head. It is said that he is complaining. He thinks that the results have only been achieved in a few years. He is just planting trees for others and waiting for the cool air. In addition, some magistrates have found celebrities and said they want to develop the historical and cultural sites of Guanjia Village. I judged that they want to make the reputation of Guanjia Village and quickly accumulate wealth for Guanjia Village, so that the fellow villagers in Guanjia Village can put you on the fire and do things for them."

I'm afraid I'm looking for death. Do you really think this is in the distant prehistoric era?

"Immediately inform the prefect of Fudu immediately. No, don't report it in your personal name. In the name of the three ministries, you have to tell each room and summarize it into a paper that criticizes these villains insidious, deceitful, and shameless." Guan Yin was extremely angry.

That person...
Chapter completed!