Chapter 93 On the way home

I inexplicably think of my dead grandfather, the heart can not help but also a little sad.

Antoninus seemed to sense my mood swings, and he shook my hand for comfort.

So I smiled back at him and suddenly asked, "What about travel?"

The environment here is so nice and they have fun activities.

For example, the bull riding competition can be held on a regular weekly or monthly basis as the most gimmick publicity project to attract tourists.

Maybe even get tourists to camp here or milk cows or something.

All in all, I think this idea should be somewhat feasible.

As long as the town has extra income, it will be able to build roads, expand schools and clinics.

Antoninus gave me an approving look. "Very thoughtful."

"That's a good idea, and we'll think about it."

The mayor nodded and smiled at me.

Only his smile seemed forced and hesitant.

I didn't think much of it until that afternoon, when I was saying g