There is an island in the portable spring

"Typhoon high-energy warning, there will be a heavy rain this afternoon, please pay attention to the people near Qiandao Lake, evacuate to a safe area, and please dock as soon as possible."

Qin Jian's No. [-] mobile phone received a message from Qiandao Lake, but he didn't take it to heart. It would be hell if it didn't rain in summer, let alone Qiandao Lake, a place full of water.

As a matter of fact, Qin Jian knew about the fact that it will rain today. He would check the weather forecast.

But to be on the safe side, Qin Jian went to Baiguoyuan to check the chicken coops and goose sheds, and felt that there was nothing wrong with it. The Baicaiyuan didn't need to look too much, the drainage of the vegetable field was still done very well, just take a look.

Drive home the flock of chickens and geese wandering around, close the door, and Qin Jian leaves.

The wind in Baibao Island has become stronger, and the sky is getting darker, but it will not rain for the time being.

There are three living treasures at home, Qin Jian has to see what Baiha, Heiha and Hongha are doing, and the small animals will feel very uncomfortable before the heavy rain, these three Ha are confronting the koi in the pond, eyeing each other I don't know what I want to do, anyway, Qin Jian thinks a group of mentally retarded people.

The pond here is very clean, except for the koi, there are no living things. There are no snails, shrimps and crabs, all of which have been eaten by the koi.

Big fish eat small fish, it has always been like this.

The koi should really want to eat a few mouthfuls of such a big dog, and Erha also really wants to eat big fish in the water. Unfortunately, this can only be a dream, unless the little one grows up to become a big one, that's the only way to go. It is possible to catch fish smoothly, and even dive shamelessly into the water to catch fish.

Thinking of this, Qin Jian was already thinking about how to beat Erha when the dog-eat-fish tragedy happened.

Qin Jian was lying at home playing with his mobile phone when suddenly Lao Zhang, the boatman, sent a message.

"Xiaojian, there is a female college student from Huguo Academy of Fine Arts who wants to paint an oil painting. Qiandao Lake in the rainstorm needs to stay for a few days. I can give you [-] a day. Do you want to take this job?"

Uh, Qin Jian thought about it, staying for a few days, wouldn’t it mean that we have to pay for food and housing? My buddy has grown up so much, and he hasn’t cooked for any girl before. Teacher Zhao is a girl who only reads sage books. , I never cook, there is no stove in the classroom and dormitory, and everything is takeaway.

How did Qin Jian get his cooking skills? Of course, it was taught by his parents. He knows all kinds of life skills. He can even do needlework well, and he can mend holes in clothes by himself.

To be honest, Qin Jian is not very happy to take this matter. After all, Baibao Island is still in the stage of development, and the weeds and pruning of Baiguoyuan have not been handled well. Do you think there are more than 300 fruit trees? Just kidding.

As far as Qin Jian's labor capacity is concerned, it's impossible to do it without a week's work.

A week later, Qin Jian was able to produce vegetables in the Hundred Vegetable Garden. After watering the Shenquan, the growth rate of fruits and vegetables was quite good, basically every day.

Those who want to bloom and bear fruit need to be raised for a few more days, and those who eat the leaves directly can start eating within a week.Qin Jian had eaten the first wave of chicken feather vegetables, and he yearned for it very much.

Especially a divine dish, which Qin Jian was full of expectations for.

Tomato and Egg Soup.

Feed chickens bought in the vegetable market ate the eggs laid by bugs and weeds in the orchard.

Tomatoes irrigated with mineral water from Shenquan, naturally ripe and red tomatoes.

Wow, there is no need to eat, just thinking about it, Qin Jian felt that he could eat two mouthfuls of white rice.

After thinking about it for a while, Qin Jian thought that during this period of time, he could only go out but not in, and he didn’t earn a dime. If he wanted to cook for tourists, he could cook. After all, it’s a thousand days. For money, he chose Bow down to life.

Besides, when the typhoon came to the rainstorm stage, Baibao Island actually didn't have much farm work to do.

How could a man like Qin Jian do such a thing as working in the rain?

"Old Zhang, I'll take this job, thank you."

Qin Jian didn't talk nonsense, and directly won the business, which was his first income.

Don't be surprised why Lao Zhang, the boatman, came to ask Qin Jian. After all, Baibao Island is a private island. It is not that simple for a female college student to paint Qiandao Lake in the rainstorm.

Those islands in Qiandao Lake that are open to the outside world will not accept visitors when a typhoon strikes, and they will all be sent away by boat to avoid accidents, which is not good.

The government, isn't it all about seeking stability in everything, and the most important thing is not to have accidents, and they don't want to make that little money.

Therefore, only those private islands allow tourists to go to the island to see the typhoon-storm Qiandao Lake. Otherwise, they can only enjoy the scenery on the edge of Qiandao Lake, and the picture they see is completely different.

Here comes the problem again, those who can own a small island in Qiandao Lake are either rich or expensive, basically they will not open to the outside world, and they are reserved for entertaining their own VIPs.

One thousand a day counts as wool, and you won't even take a look at it.

It can be said that despite the fact that there are more than 1000 islands in Qiandao Lake, Qin Jian’s Baibao Island is the only one that can accept tourists to watch the typhoon storm at close range during this time period.

The reason is simple, the government can't control Baibao Island, Qin Jian has no money, the two are indispensable.

Soon, Lao Zhang sent the female tourist to the pier, and Qin Jian rode a tricycle to pick her up.

After thanking Lao Zhang, Qin Jian first negotiated the price with his sister: "Hello, I am Qin Jian, the owner of Baibao Island, you can call me the owner of the island, or you can call me Mr. Qin, welcome to come, as agreed, [-] packages of room and board per day, you pay in advance for three days, any excess will be refunded and any deficiency will be compensated.”

Qin Jian is very social, if it wasn't for small money, he wouldn't bother to make trouble for himself.

"Okay, Island Master, I'll sweep you away." The girl took out her phone, which was a pink cartoon rabbit shell.It looks cute, and this girl is also wearing a cute, candy-style lolita skirt.

Qin Jian gave Weichat's payment code, and the girl gave 3000 yuan directly, and sent a friend request along the way.

For the sake of money, Qin Jian passed it, created a new category of tourists, and put it in it.

Small oranges are a little sweet.

Qin Jian glanced at the girl's Weichat name, but didn't have any idea, and sent out an invitation: "Would you like to take the car, I'll take you there."

"Hee hee, what a duck, what a duck." The girl was really not arrogant, and she didn't look down on the tricycle. Qin Jian helped carry the big pink suitcase into the carriage, and the girl sat on the side, taking selfies with her mobile phone.

Qin Jian looked ahead, did not look back, and did not give the girl a chance to take a picture of his face.

As a male model, Qin Jian knows all kinds of camera angles very well, so he is also a master at sneaking shots.

Qin Jian rode a tricycle and took the beautiful Lolita girl back to the Jiangnan Garden in the howling wind.

The air felt dull, with some humidity before the rainstorm.

Qin Jian took the key to open the door, took the girl in, arranged for a guest bedroom, and gave him a set of washing utensils. The girl was still very satisfied with the environment here, and she looked like a lively and generous girl.

After Qin Jian left, the girl opened the suitcase, took out all kinds of things needed for oil painting, set up the easel, spread out white paper, stared for a while with the sketch pen, and then quickly wrote.

The image of a handsome man riding a tricycle gradually became clear. She really deserves to be a female painter. She can draw Qin Jian out of her memory, which is really vivid.

The girl wrote today's date in the corner, and then signed her name.

Zheng Baiju.