Zhou Fengtian and the old man also talked while walking.

Only then did he realize that the situation in the village was much worse than Zhou Fengtian thought.

The loss of villagers in Xinfeng Village is extremely serious, which is also a common situation in rural areas. The poorer the more people are, the more they cannot be retained. Even for a more exclusive nation like the Gaoshan people, this is the same.

There were already about forty people in the village, but now there are less than fifteen households. The rest have moved out of here and headed to other villages or the nearby Licheng.

Zhou Fengtian told him about his purpose, and he spoke sincerely.

The old man was unexpectedly honest and not so obscured, and agreed with Zhou Fengtian's statement.

The old man's name is Mona, and he is the head of the local high mountain tribe. Zhou Fengtian saw a strong sense of fatigue in his eyes.

To be able to achieve this position, one must have experience and the other must have background. Both are indispensable.

This is not useful if you work behind closed doors.

Mona has a lot of knowledge about the outside world and often goes to the town. He even heard of Longmian Village and Zhou Fengtian.

"You came ten years late. If you came ten years earlier, you might be able to pull away many young people. Now... it's very difficult."

Zhou Fengtian thought about it, "Actually, from other villages, how many people are there in the Gaoshan tribe now."

"There are seven or eight villages, including a hundred people."

"Old man, do this. You have to work harder. Please ask me about these villages if you are willing to be a member of the village. If you are willing, I will visit you in person. The treatment will not be bad, just don't worry." Zhou Fengtian said.

"That's it. I've seen the advanced deeds of your Longmian Village several times. To be honest, I'm very envious. We can't go to school, so I've traveled to the town several times, but you've seen this situation in our village. It's a fatal death to go to school!"

Zhou Fengtian also saw it with his own eyes.

"Then, the main reason is that our village is far away from here. It is best to repair the road here. If the suspension bridge can be built, I can ask the village to arrange a bus to pick up people here. I can apply for the money from the town." Zhou Fengtian thought about it for a while and thought of a way out.

This matter is actually a matter of the town.

Zhou Fengtian at least provided them with a place to go to school. As for the trouble of building roads and bridges, they would just throw them all over to their seniors to clean up.

The old man Mona was also excited when he heard this, "That's a great thing. At that time, we also wanted to ask the town to arrange people to come and teach. If it really doesn't work, it's OK to find a place to accept it, but they don't want to, and they all dislike our village! It's easy to have conflicts..."

"The primary school in our village is run by our own village. Students from several nearby villages come to study. They are built quite a lot, and there are many empty classrooms that can accept students.

These children are very hard. I used to be poor and could not afford to go to high school because my family was poor. I understand this feeling. I can help you with it."

Zhou Fengtian tried his best to take care of this village within Longtan Town, so he did his best to take care of it.

The old man was very happy, and Zhou Fengtian didn't stay for too long. He left a contact information for the old man and went down the mountain.

On the way, he had a talk with Gu Chunxia, ​​and Gu Chunxia was surprised that Zhou Fengtian had to make such a big investment.

"Junior brother, you may not be able to recover your capital. According to your investment, everything will go smoothly in the past five years..." Gu Chunxia roughly calculated for Zhou Fengtian.

"Then you have to do it. It's okay. This time, there are suspicions and money and efforts. I'm all small. If all these villagers are moved out, it will definitely be of great help to our Fujian Province to get rid of poverty, right?" Zhou Fengtian joked, "We have also helped the senior sister a lot."

"You are really right. It's really difficult for these high-alpine villagers. I'll arrange a construction team to go there. I guess I have to find professional personnel. This cliff is too difficult..." Gu Chunxia sighed.

"Then I won't disturb you anymore. After the matter is done, I'll invite you to dinner with a senior sister." Zhou Fengtian said with a smile.

In Zhou Fengtian's view, the spiritual energy of the entire Tianchi Mountains was gradually recovering, and he also found that the areas where he could control the climate were gradually growing.

His small cloud-storming technique in the past could only cover Longmian Village.

But now, he can be spread all over the corners of Longtan Town. I believe that his cultivation level is gradually deepening, and he can control the climate of heaven and earth in the Dragon Palace and truly become a god who controls climate.

But the larger the area that can be manipulated, the more people he needs to protect.

The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, and it is really not just empty talk.

When you arrive at Panlong Realm, if you want to be promoted, this merit value is also indispensable.

Looking at the empty merit slot, Zhou Fengtian shook his head and smiled bitterly. Hey, he didn't know how many good things he had to do if he wanted to be promoted.

In order to advance to Panlong Realm, I was already in my life and death, and almost died several times on the road to accumulating merits.

The road to promotion in Panlong Realm is even more difficult.

He thought that the four thousand years of cultivation were so generous, but so many people who were promoted to Panlong Realm died.

When he reaches his level, his life span is really not very effective.

Who knows if you just burp on the spot in an unexpected situation...

Zhou Fengtian cleaned up and went to Licheng.

At this time, Secretary Cheng looked at the works taken out by the director in the Licheng Museum Collection Warehouse with a serious expression.

"What's going on? Can you give me an explanation?" His tone was a bit gloomy.

The director pointed to the painting and sweated coldly.

He didn't expect that this world-famous painting would make mistakes in his hands.

"I... Secretary Cheng, this painting has always been preserved in a vacuum space and has not been seen for a long time. I don't know why it turned out like this..."

"The meaning of the opposite side is very simple. It depends on the best in our collection. This "Poetic Picture", but how does this meet people?!" Secretary Cheng couldn't help but scold.

"How could the other party name Zhu Xi's "Poetic Picture" this time... This painting is not famous, and Zhu Xi and Zhu Saint are not good at paintings..." The director suddenly spoke.

In fact, this matter is strange at all times and vertically, and from beginning to end, it feels like being secretly manipulated.

There is a strong sense of conspiracy here.

Secretary Cheng vaguely guessed a few points, and he sighed, "This time we have admitted it. Do you still remember the practice of "Nine Dragons Picture" back then?"

"It was Chen Rong's "Nine Dragons Picture", and that painting was donated to the Forbidden City for free..."

"Do you still have to be willing to buy it at a high price of 300 million? For this matter, they even said that they would not let us have a good life..."

"It's them..."

Secretary Cheng gritted his teeth and said, "It's these scums in the art circle!"
Chapter completed!