A Divine Farmer

Chapter 263

Chapter 263 - Someone Unexpected Came!

What started as a playful idea among friends quickly escalated into a project that was soon to be underway. Zhang Xiaolong had made it clear that it wasn't feasible to dive into it immediately, so Wan Tao remained dedicated to his concert preparations.

Chu Wenwen was set to be the inaugural artist of the future film company. Her growing fame was a boon for the company; the more renowned she became, the better it was for the business. A star of her caliber joining the ranks would undoubtedly draw public interest and media spotlight, accelerating the company's ascent.

It was almost unimaginable that the future's largest and most influential film company began so nonchalantly—conceived in a moment of spontaneity and brought to life with ease.

The next morning, as the concertgoers were still around, word spread that Chu Wenwen had extended an invitation for a communal breakfast. The news sent ripples of excitement through the crowd. Having already experienced the thrill of Wenwen's debut concert, they felt fortunate to have come. Now, the prospect of sharing a meal with her added to their delight.

The breakfast was thoroughly savored. Beauty graced their presence, a rare treat. Often, celebrities shone on stage but remained distant offstage, where imperfections could be easily spotted. Wenwen, however, was an exception. Up close, she was as flawless as her stage persona.

The vegetables they enjoyed seemed exceptionally tasty, prompting some guests to inquire about taking some home and the cost. The produce from Clear River Village, sold wholesale, was priced similarly to regular vegetables elsewhere, tempting many to buy in bulk. If only they could be preserved longer, some wished to haul away a truckload.

“Don't feel too disappointed,” Wenwen reassured everyone. “When you have the time, come back and stay awhile. I've heard a resort is soon to be developed here. The village will also host numerous family-run eateries. It's a perfect spot for relaxation and vacationing, with the added bonus of enjoying fresh, unpolluted vegetables. It's truly an ideal getaway destination.” Wenwen enthusiastically promoted the village's future prospects.

“Really? Well, you'll have to visit more often then. The vegetables and the scenery alone are worth the trip,” someone said, clearly intrigued.

“The only downside is the lack of wifi. I couldn't upload the photos I took yesterday. My Weibo followers would have skyrocketed for sure!”

“Ha, if I posted on WeChat, all the local girls would be crying and begging to add me as a friend.”

“You guys are ridiculous. If I put it on WeChat, I'd have a whole lineup of handsome guys asking me out to dinner.”

The last speaker was clearly a woman who preferred the company of men.

Listening to their conversation, Zhang Xiaolong quickly realized what mattered most to these city dwellers. Unlike country folks who settle in for the night with little more than some light entertainment with their spouses, city people are hooked on the internet. They enjoy the rural life and scenery, but they're not keen on the boredom that comes without their online fix. Being offline and unable to use their smartphones would surely make many of them uncomfortable.

They were here these past few days mainly because of Chu Wenwen's allure. To keep them coming back without feeling deprived, Zhang Xiaolong knew he had to address the internet issue first.

It wasn't a big problem. Although currently only Zhang Xiaolong's family had internet access, this experience was opening people's eyes. To make money, one must cater to the needs of others, and investing in internet connectivity was something they were willing to do.

Of course, this all hinged on the fact that people would actually want to come and visit.

But considering Chu Wenwen's first concert was held here, and with so many people sharing photos online, it wouldn't be long before others came looking for the same experience.

“Don't worry, next time you visit, you'll find everything you need right here,” Zhang Xiaolong paused, then added with a grin, “And I mean only the legal stuff!”

This bit of dry humor got a few chuckles from the crowd. With Chu Wenwen present, Zhang Xiaolong, the local lad, wasn't the center of attention.

The conversation soon turned back to the internet issue, and Zhang Xiaolong quickly reassured them, “If you can't find a place with wifi next time you're here, just come over to my place. You can use the internet for free.”

Immediately, there was a flurry of responses, with some inquiring whether Zhang Xiaolong had a spare room in his house that he'd be willing to rent out.

While they were enjoying breakfast and lively conversation, several green trucks approached from a distance. Mighty soldiers disembarked swiftly from the vehicles.

These troops were disciplined and quick to act. In no time, they had formed ranks and stood at attention, rifles in hand.

The sight took everyone by surprise, leading them to wonder if a major incident had occurred that necessitated military intervention.

“Is Qu Moyao prepared?” Zhang Xiaolong was momentarily taken aback, but then he recognized a familiar figure.

“There's no need for alarm,” Qu Moyao assured everyone, understanding the kind of thoughts the military's arrival might provoke. “Soon, the police will also establish a presence here. This will become the safest and most picturesque village around. We warmly invite you all to visit us again in the future.”

My goodness, the village was really soaring to new heights—having the army come for protection was a significant honor!

In other words, with both military and police forces stationed here, any lingering concerns among the villagers had completely dissipated.

With its stunning scenery, delectable cuisine, and secure environment, this village was unparalleled—a perfect destination for family trips or romantic getaways.

After the visitors had departed, Village Chief Wang Tiezhu also made his way over quickly. The military garrisoning the village was a significant event, and his presence was essential.

“Chief Wang, you don't need to fuss over us. Just find us a spot to set up camp outside Mr. Zhang's orchard,” the former squad leader, Liu Zhongjun, requested. It was clear he was the highest-ranking officer of the garrison.

“That's easily done. Whatever you need, just let us know. We're all one big family here,” Wang Tiezhu responded eagerly.

Regardless, the presence of the army was sure to be a boon for the village.

“Why have all of you come?” Zhang Xiaolong asked, puzzled.

Qu Moyao and her companions were clearly no ordinary soldiers. It seemed unusual for them to be part of the garrison.