Chapter 1734

A line of ten trucks dragged dust from afar, stopping at the entrance of the mountain patrol team's station.

"Get down! Hurry up!" Sangba and the others shouted, pulling at the several people tied up on the trucks.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Shao Yunfei really ran over as if flying, holding his camera and snapping away, asking curiously.

Bai Ju pushed him away in dissatisfaction: "Go aside, don't get in the way here."

So Shao Yunfei went to ask Duojie instead.

Just at this moment, Wang Yan also strolled over, handing out cigarettes to Duojie and the others.

Duojie took a long, melancholy drag of his cigarette: "They're brine shrimp harvesters; we ran into them in the mountains and just grabbed them on the way back."

Brine shrimp are crustaceans that grow in saltwater bodies, with adults reaching 0.7-1.5 centimeters in length. Because brine shrimp have high nutritional value and are the perfect size, some people at this time use them as feed for fish and shrimp during the fry stage, driving the price very high.

However, compared to poachers and gold panners, harvesting brine shrimp is honest, hard-earned money. But harvesting brine shrimp is also an illegal act, as it destroys the aquatic environment and undermines the sustainability of resources.

Harvesting brine shrimp requires controlling the quantity, and it must be done within a certain time frame. Mazhi County is like this, only allowing harvesting from September to November, and primarily through official harvesting.

For those who privately and illegally harvest in Bolamula, draining the pond to catch the fish and affecting the sustainable use of resources, it is naturally necessary to crack down hard.

Zha Cuo also followed over: "Duojie, if they are harvesting brine shrimp, just detain them and fine them; why are you so discouraged?"

Bai Ju said: "Think about it, Zha Cuo. Previously, the province and the city carried out a massive crackdown on those poachers, and for a while, there was no one in Bolamula. But how long has it been? It's just spring, and people are already going into the mountains to harvest brine shrimp."

"And it's not just this point. A group of investigators came a few days ago, and we ran into a prospecting team in the mountains these past few days. It feels like Bolamula is getting lively again."

Duojie nodded on the side: "I have to go to the county to ask. There was already one prospecting team, so why did another group come? Just how many more people are coming? Whether these people have proper procedures and whether they are here to operate steadily, we need to come up with a plan."

"What you say makes sense."

Wang Yan nodded, "But there is one more thing: if these outsiders want to enter Bolamula, we must standardize operations. This time, the fees were too cheap."

"I think as long as we can break even and it's enough for us to go into the mountains, that's fine," Duojie said with a smile, looking quite content.

"Can that work? We are here to promote economic development. What are these outsiders? They are cultural tourism income. Those who can come from far away are all rich people. Look at how they are all dressed; it's not cheap, and basically, they all carry cameras. Any one of them pulled out is richer than us. We need to increase revenue and reduce expenditure. If we don't earn, how can we patrol the mountains? How many days are they here for this trip?"

"You look after the arrangements; I agree with everything," Duojie changed the subject, "There is one thing I still need to trouble you with."

"You are the leader; what trouble is there? Just give the order."

Duojie looked at the tourists on the side who were a bit haggard but in good spirits: "I told them that every time we come out of a mountain patrol, we eat the beef noodles you make, and Sangba and the others all say it's the best noodles in the world, so they want to taste them. I've already promised them; could you put in the hard work?"

"That's definitely hard work, but since the leader has promised, I, as a subordinate, must get it done."

Wang Yan smiled brightly and walked toward those tourists, "Hello, comrades. I am Wang Yan. How is it? Are you adapting well to this trip into the mountains?"

The celebrity effect had already manifested on Wang Yan, and everyone knew his name. Once he announced his name, everyone naturally established a connection, and in terms of the status of their mutual interaction, most of these people placed themselves in a subordinate position.

Or even removing the celebrity effect, if there are other points that are superior to ordinary people, people will naturally lower themselves psychologically. For example, in officialdom, the workplace, or even in relationships between men and women.

Wang Yan was a Party member who had been absolutely certified, a practicing idealist, a successful writer who had published an article with considerable influence, and the legendary Bolamula killer who had killed nineteen poachers. His interaction with these people was naturally very pleasant, more like a fan meeting.

He never disappointed people either; while chatting, he made beef noodles for everyone. The tourists' feedback was very good, slurping the noodles as if their tongues were about to be eaten, giving Wang Yan a thumbs up and saying they were delicious.

Duojie was also eating the noodles in big mouthfuls, flipping through the fee schedule Wang Yan had listed, and even showing it to those tourists entering the mountains to ask if they could accept it, very much understanding the importance of questionnaire surveys.

These eleven people all felt it was acceptable because they had followed along for a trip and deeply understood how high the costs were and how much effort it took to carry them, these people who were holding them back. Of course, it was also because they hadn't spent that much money, only the cost price.

If it were according to the fee schedule Wang Yan listed, they would probably also feel it was expensive.

It was noon when they came out, and there was still time after eating, so Duojie planned to send the tourists and the several brine shrimp harvesters caught to the county.

Watching everyone packing up and preparing to set off again, Duojie couldn't help but sigh, saying to Wang Yan: "I feel like the peace of Bolamula is about to be broken again."

Wang Yan comforted Duojie: "Actually, it's understandable, Duojie. Previously, the crackdowns were all on poaching, and to this day, those three people who escaped haven't been caught. We cleaned up other poachers along the way and curbed the trend of poaching. But toward other criminals, there hasn't been much action."

"Previously, the management was strict, and everyone was afraid to act. But now that people have withdrawn and the weather is warm, those who can't hold back naturally come out to test the waters. Like these few, harvesting brine shrimp won't lead to a sentence of many days, and they can't be fined much."

"And there are the prospectors. I've thought about it; it's possible those gold panners have long since plunged into the mountains to look for gold. I heard that in previous years, there were tens of thousands of people panning for gold in the mountains. How great is the temptation of gold? Not to mention that everyone is poor; even if they weren't poor, there would still be people taking risks. Everyone wants to earn more money and wants to earn money more easily."

"Even if a nature reserve is established here, it won't stop people from being greedy and reckless. If we really want long-term stability, there is still quite a long way to go. Duojie, there is still a lot for us to do."

"It's because I thought of these things that I feel the work is hard to do. It's as if the previous excitement never happened, and afterward, it's still the same as before."

"That's definitely not the same. At least the higher-level leaders have seen us, and the people of the whole country know about this place. Look at these tourists; they are all sending us money. I've already selected the routes. After a while, we'll start doing it, and the funding will definitely be solved to a considerable extent."

"There's no time later. I think we still have to patrol the mountains regularly. Whether it's brine shrimp harvesters or gold panners, we have to crack down on them." Duojie would rather not earn money than not patrol the mountains, wanting to crack down on those criminals who destroy Bolamula.

"No need to be so rigid. We can expand the team again, find some militiamen to specifically lead them into the mountains, and let the current old team members take turns leading the teams. As long as the costs of entering the mountains are covered, even if it's just one extra yuan, that's profit."

Wang Yan said with a smile, "From this point of view, what County Magistrate Lin said still makes sense."

"You didn't listen to him either; he actually has some opinions about you."

"It doesn't matter; anyway, the work was done without any problems," Wang Yan didn't care at all.

Although in every sense, Wang Yan did very well. He handled two groups of people, got hundreds of thousands for the county, and also got funding for the mountain patrol team, making the poachers fearful, eventually triggering a sensational major event.

At the same time, he also wrote articles, letting Mazhi County, this barren small county on the plateau, enter the sight of the upper levels and the sight of the people of the whole country. Although there are only some tourists coming now, in the future, Mazhi County is bound to welcome some resource inclination. In the next few years, Mazhi County will definitely be better.

But actually, Lin Peisheng doesn't like it, because Wang Yan exceeded his control. Although the result was good, he didn't follow his orders. Very few leaders like subordinates to give them surprises; that's too scary.

Duojie understands Lin Peisheng, which is why he spoke like that. Of course, the premise is also that he is on the same front as Wang Yan; otherwise, he wouldn't say these things. He has always been a silent person.

Arriving at the county, Duojie didn't even go home, went directly to the government, found Lin Peisheng, and talked about discovering other prospecting teams in Bolamula, and asked Lin Peisheng how many people he had arranged.

Lin Peisheng poured water for Duojie, and only then said: "Old Duo, Bolamula is so big; how can prospecting be done in a short while? To find something suitable for mining, in order to protect the ecological environment of Bolamula, we also need to find something suitable for transportation. Just relying on Wang Yan and the others to look, it would take until the year of the monkey."

"There are people willing to come over to invest, willing to spend their own money and people to prospect; it saves us trouble. This is such a good thing. Anyway, the mine is on the territory of our Mazhi County; can it run away? I'm even afraid there aren't enough people..."

"Did you send people to Bolamula before?"

"I have long contacted some merchants with investment intentions; isn't it normal to go to Bolamula to explore? What happened, making you run to me to question me again?"

Duojie shook his head: "It's not questioning; I want to understand the situation. After all, I am the one in charge of Bolamula."

"Yes, yes, yes, these things should have been told to you earlier, but you are too busy. Usually, when I want to find you, I can't find anyone. In the future, if there is anything, I will definitely tell you. Drink tea, drink tea."

Lin Peisheng changed the subject and said, "Recently, many tourists have come, and many people want to enter Bolamula. How do you plan to handle it?"

"Wang Yan made a price list. Our mountain patrol team leads people in, takes safe routes, looks at snow-capped mountains and wild animals, and comes out in two or three days. For those who sneak into Bolamula secretly, we can't control them either. If we run into them, we persuade them to return. If they really don't listen, there's no way."

"That also requires attention. Bolamula is too dangerous. If a few people go missing, it will have a considerable impact on our current good situation. But I also understand that Bolamula is so big, it's impossible to take care of everything. Try to control it as much as possible."

"This time Wang Yan made such a big stir, the province has a sum of funds to fall to our county, and it will definitely be necessary to allocate some more funding to you accordingly."

Lin Peisheng, of course, is unwilling to allocate funds to the mountain patrol team, but there is no way. Wang Yan himself is affiliated with the mountain patrol team, and on the other hand, the safety of foreign tourists is also a top priority. Tourists can seek death, but the local government cannot be inactive and must fulfill its obligations.

Duojie nodded, didn't talk anything out with Lin Peisheng, and then said goodbye and went home...

With the fermentation of the articles and the arrival of spring, more and more people came to Mazhi County. The mountain patrol team also expanded the team according to Wang Yan's instructions and began to lead tourist groups into the mountains to create income. After a period of running-in, the development was relatively good.

The only limitation was that there were not enough cars, and it was impossible to carry out multiple groups at the same time. They could only wait for one group to come out before another went in, which caused the mountain patrol team to lose a lot of business.

The county earned even more. A large crowd came, and all their food, clothing, housing, and transportation were consumption. And the tourism routes were also very mature, which were those written in Wang Yan's articles: look at the tree in Dean Zhang's house, go to the temple to look at the ritual objects, learn how the headmen and lamas exploited the people in the past, look at how the Zangbu is woven...

In short, walk through all the scenery Wang Yan had seen, meet all the people he had met, and then go for a walk in Bolamula; only then can this trip be considered perfect.

These people also let the people in the county earn a lot. Everyone set up stalls to sell all kinds of things, and there were people buying everything. On the other hand, because the reception capacity in the county was limited, accommodation, food, and drink were all insufficient, which also made many tourists stay in the homes of local people and pay accommodation fees.

Supplying the consumption of these outsiders required the whole county to be busy. In this way, the people of the whole county earned money, and they in turn consumed and shopped locally, and those industries in the county that could be taxed also became active, a scene of prosperity.

The mountain patrol team expanded its scale, and Duojie and the others also maintained daily mountain patrol actions, but not many people were caught. Therefore, Wang Yan didn't follow along. It was relatively safe at this time. He was responsible for arranging mountain tourism and getting money for the mountain patrol team.

On this day, Wang Yan and the others were drinking milk tea at the station, bragging and farting.

"Such a life is really good. If the salary can be paid on time in the future and there is nothing to do, actually, not taking the establishment exam is fine," Sangba expressed that he was very satisfied with the status quo.

"The Mountain God doesn't like you talking," Zha Cuo said, "Every time you say something, something will happen."

"Really? Is Sangba so spiritual?" Shao Yunfei asked curiously, wanting to know what spiritual past Sangba had.

Just at this moment, there was a sound of car tires rubbing against the ground outside, and Old Han jumped down from the car: "Where is Duojie? There are tourists who entered the mountains privately who were caught by a group of people in the mountains. This person escaped and ran into our mountain tourism team."

Hearing the sound, Duojie ran out of the house: "How many people are on the opposite side?"

"Just a few. Mainly they have guns, and the outsiders dare not resist." Old Han brought the tourist who had survived the disaster inside.

"We were a group of four people..."

The tourist drank milk tea and told the cause and effect of the matter. The members of the mountain patrol team scattered and listened silently...

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