Chapter Sixty-Seven: The Eastern Wind Rises Anew

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Xu Shiyun represented the “326 Campus Travel Agency” on her visit to Yutou Village, intending to communicate with Tang Long and Zhang Xiu’e and secure their commitment. At least for a period, Yutou Village would allocate a portion of its tourism resources preferentially to them.

“That’s absolutely not a problem. From now on, Yutou Village will always give priority to student groups organized by your campus organizations!” Tang Long agreed without hesitation.

There was a fundamental difference between individual tourists and these student groups organized by Jiang Xue and her peers. The students brought by Jiang Xue were all university students—trustworthy in their basic information and quality—making it very unlikely for any issues to arise. In contrast, independent tourists came from all over, encompassing all sorts of people.

To Yutou Village, Jiang Xue and her group were more than just partners in tourism—they were friends. The unexpected online fame of “Miss Xiaoyue” was directly tied to this group of students. Frankly, without Jiang Xue and her “pioneers” visiting Yutou Village, there would be no “Miss Xiaoyue” trending online now.

Tang Long valued loyalty, and Yutou Village cherished friendship; this bond and gratitude, no matter how far things went, could never be forgotten by its people.

“Thank you very much, Chief Tang Long!” Xu Shiyun said with a smile.

Tang Long replied, “You’re too polite, Miss Shiyun. It’s us who should thank you. Rest assured—from now on, any group you organize will have all resources prioritized for your use. This promise stands for all time.”

Over sixty people walked and paused, sharing their impressions online as they went.

“Miss Xiaoyue” personally led the group and quickly blended in with the students from the city.

Because their arrival was earlier than the previous days, they reached Yutou Village just after four o’clock, with the sun still high in the sky.

“There are three options for you now: for those tired, you can rest at the camp tents. For those not tired, you can visit the ‘Ghost King Cave’ in the back mountain, but tickets are required. Absolutely no damaging the stalactites inside—if you do, you’ll not only pay hefty damages, but you might get your legs broken. I’m not kidding.

If you don’t want to pay for tickets, you can go over there to play in the water, swim, catch fish, or go fishing—whatever you like.”

Zhao Xiaoyue was very diligent and responsible, enjoying her current role immensely.

Who wouldn’t want to be someone others “like”?

After settling the students, Tang Long sought out Zhang Xiu’e to discuss the points Xu Shiyun had raised.

Zhang Xiu’e frowned. If massive crowds of independent tourists really arrived in the coming days, it would be a huge test of Yutou Village’s “public resources.”

“Will there really be thousands of tourists coming?” Zhang Xiu’e was skeptical, thinking the prediction might be exaggerated.

Tang Long smiled wryly and shook his head. Whether that many visitors would come, he couldn’t know until it happened. But Yutou Village had to prepare—quickly. Even if no one came, preparations still had to be made!

“Go find some people in the village, preferably older folks. Tell them how to enforce rules—their task is to guard the village’s environment,” Tang Long said.

Zhang Xiu’e wasn’t entirely convinced. His suggestion was to fine anyone caught littering—five yuan per offense—every instance punished.

“Won’t this provoke the tourists?” Zhang Xiu’e asked, worried.

Tang Long shook his head. “Regardless, we have to do this. Relying on self-discipline and quality will only restrain some people.” He paused, then added, “I’ll have warning signs put up in prominent places.”

Seeing Tang Long’s resolve, Zhang Xiu’e thought it over and didn’t object further. If thousands really came, the “trash” issue would be far from trivial.

“Let’s buy as many trash bins as possible!” Zhang Xiu’e said.

“Yes, besides warning signs and bins, we urgently need a lot of tents!” Tang Long said with a bitter smile.

Yutou Village—whatever was needed, it lacked.

“And there aren’t enough toilets!”

Gao Peng was dining with his girlfriend when he received Tang Long’s call. He gestured for silence.

“Boss Tang, any instructions?”

Boss Tang? Gao Peng’s girlfriend’s eyes sparkled. Introduced to Gao Peng by Yao Handong, she knew well who “Boss Tang” was.

Tang Long got straight to the point, listing what Yutou Village needed that could only be sourced in the provincial capital.

“Alright, I’ll arrange it tonight and send the supplies over!” Gao Peng replied briskly.

After the call, his girlfriend looked at him expectantly, asking, “Boss Tang called?”

Gao Peng sighed, “Yes. I guess dinner’s out—let’s talk on the way.”

Normally, his princess-like girlfriend would throw a fit, but now she was unusually docile, standing up at once without a word. “Princess syndrome” only acted up with the right people—she’d never dare throw a tantrum at Yao Handong’s man.

“Brother Wang, it’s Tang Long from Yutou Village—do you remember me?” Tang Long called Wu Zhengyao’s secretary, not wanting to bother Wu Zhengyao over minor matters.

Wang Feiyue was momentarily surprised, but as Wu Zhengyao’s secretary, he was quick-witted.

He smiled, “Of course I remember you, Chief Tang.”

After a few pleasantries, Wang Feiyue asked, “Brother Tang, is there something urgent for County Chief Wu?”

Tang Long replied, “Just minor issues—no need to trouble the county chief. Today I mainly wanted to ask for your help, Brother Wang!”

For Yutou Village’s little matters, it was better to contact Wang Feiyue than Wu Zhengyao directly.

No need to use a butcher’s knife to kill a chicken!

“Oh?” Wang Feiyue was a little surprised but knew Wu Zhengyao valued Tang Long and Yutou Village highly. He smiled, “Just tell me what you need. If I can do it, I’ll do my best.”

“It’s like this. Brother Wang, I’d like your help finding a reliable construction crew. Our village has some small projects…”

The village’s renovation needed to be sped up, and several houses had to be built at Liangouwa for guesthouses. Otherwise, visitors couldn’t be expected to live in tents every day.

What if it rained?

“Construction crews?” Wang Feiyue paused.

Aside from guesthouses, Yutou Village needed to build restaurants, bus stations, even public toilets. These basic facilities couldn’t be delayed any longer. Tang Long could handle a couple hundred guests, but thousands required professional construction teams for wells, houses, infrastructure.

“Does Yutou Village have the funds?” Wang Feiyue said, half laughing. “Brother, don’t misunderstand—I just mean, can your village handle such a big operation?”

Tang Long laughed, “Brother Wang, you don’t go online much, do you? To be honest, a few days ago we organized a group of university students to visit Yutou Village, took a bunch of videos and photos, and once they went online, our Xiaoyue became famous…”

“Is it that ‘Miss Xiaoyue’?” Wang Feiyue’s eyes widened. He’d heard his wife and daughter mention her last night, but hadn’t known the viral ‘Miss Xiaoyue’ came from Yutou Village.

“Yes, it’s her!” Tang Long said with a smile.

Besides construction teams, Tang Long hoped Wang Feiyue could help connect with suppliers.

After the call, Wang Feiyue checked the news about ‘Miss Xiaoyue’ online. He was shocked by what he found.

Once he confirmed the news, he didn’t dare delay and immediately went to report to Wu Zhengyao.

“Good, good. Call Old Yao from the Bureau of Urban Construction… Actually, I’ll call myself.” Wu Zhengyao, delighted, picked up the phone. He hadn’t expected Tang Long to stir up such a sensation in just a few days.

Now that the wind was blowing, Taoyuan County had to strongly support it. If Yutou Village was activated, it could transform the entire county’s economic landscape.

After the call, he hesitated, then said, “Notify the county leaders—we’ll hold a meeting tomorrow morning.”

Tang Long hadn’t wanted to trouble Wu Zhengyao, feeling it was a bit excessive, since the county chief had so many issues to handle daily.

No one realized that the “East Wind” sweeping through Yutou Village was not just a local phenomenon.

Now, the leaders of Taoyuan County faced the choice of how to harness this wind and turn it into a wildfire.

That evening, Zhao Xiaoyue hosted the banquet, busy until after nine o’clock.

Later that night, Jiang Xue called Tang Long, informing him that over a hundred people would be arriving at Yutou Village tomorrow, and he must ensure preparations.

“Village chief, today ‘Ghost King Cave’ sold over eighty tickets!” Lian Sheng reported excitedly.

Eighty tickets?

Tang Long was momentarily stunned—those were tickets bought by independent tourists, not the student travel group Xu Shiyun had brought.

At three hundred yuan per ticket, eighty tickets meant “Ghost King Cave” brought in over thirty thousand yuan in a single day!

Besides the surge in ticket revenue, many tourists sought food and accommodation. Food was manageable, but with only tents for lodging, many opted to return to Taoyuan County, losing many potential visitors.

Of course, there was no helping it—the infrastructure was simply not there yet.

Early in the morning, Tang Long led a group to ‘Baofeng Jade Carving Factory’ to purchase small gifts.

Though not precious, these gifts represented Yutou Village’s goodwill. After discussion with Zhang Xiu’e, they decided that any university groups brought by the “326 Campus Travel Agency” would receive these gifts as a tradition.

Other independent tourists and travel groups would not.