Lao Yang and the Sang people reached a cooperation, but how to cooperate is still a problem.

The production of dried fruits requires occasions, such as steaming and pickling dried fruits, and another point, they all need to be dried, and they need to be blown and sunburned to remove water.

You can use a large pot to boil dried fruits, and you can use wooden barrels to pickle preserved fruits, but what about drying them?

The farm has a large open space, but it is all farmland, and the flat cement and masonry ground are all used by the San people to build shacks and tents.

Even so, there was not enough place for the San people to live, and the low-status people could only build some wood in the fields to make a bonfire, and if it rained, they would have to go to other people's homes to spend the night.

This gave Yang Shubao a bit of a headache, they can't put a plastic film on the ground to dry dried fruits, right?

The grassland enters the dry season, and in the following days, the wind is strong and the sand is dusty, and it is easy to accumulate dust on the ground with plastic paper.

Kurutantan was also a little blind about this, and he said blankly: "How about we make some shelves out of wood to dry the dried fruit?" We can go to the park and get a lot of wood for raw materials. ”

Yang Shubao shook his head: "Please, the wood you got in the wetland park is all eucalyptus trees, this wood will volatilize toxic substances in the process of drying, do you want to poison people who eat dried fruits?"

Halakatantan shook his head as well, and said, "It's not that serious, we have used wood to bake food, and we have used it to make wooden pots to soak food, and nothing has happened, and no one has died because of it." ”

Yang Shubao sighed, not wanting to explain.

For the San people, only if you eat something and die, you think that it is poisonous, as long as you don't die, it doesn't matter if you vomit or diarrhea or get dizzy.

They are not very afraid of death, they are afraid of painful torment, such as starvation.

It's really uncomfortable to be hungry, which is why Lao Yang is willing to cooperate with them.

He explained to Harakatantan in a different way: "Eucalyptus has a strange smell, right? If you use it to dry the dried fruit, the dried fruit tastes very bad, and no one wants to pay for it." ”

Halacatantan stopped talking.

The goal of the Sang people is to make money, if they can't make money, then what are they busy doing?

Uncle Yang had to solve this matter by himself, he saw the fishing line and the hook, and then he had an idea.

Recently, the fish have been chasing the cold current northward, and the San people have gone fishing in groups, and some people have gone fishing, so there are many fishing lines and hooks used.

Uncle Yang came to imagine that eucalyptus trees could not be made into wooden frames to dry dried fruits, but they could be used as pillars.

Several fishing lines are pulled between the two pillars, and each line can hang hundreds of hooks, so that a hook can hang a dried fruit, which is hygienic and efficient.

And the hook itself is cheap and can be reused, there is no better tool than this.

Yang Shubao told Kurutantan about the idea, Kurutantan felt that it was feasible, he chose a piece of wasteland to build a drying field, Yang Shubao shook his head again: "No, no, you can't use wasteland, there is too much dust, use a weedy field." ”

"But there are a lot of flying insects in the weedy field. Kurutan said suspiciously.

Yang Shubao said: "I'll give you some flowers and plants, flowers and plants that are specially designed to repel insects, do as I say." ”

The Sang people made wooden posts, and Yang Shubao went to buy fishing lines and hooks.

In late March, a thick column of smoke rises from the inside of the Mulberry Farm, and visitors smell sweet and sour.

A large area of fairly flat grass is planted with a circle of wooden posts, between which there are countless fishing lines, and each fishing line is tied with a number of short fishing lines, the short fishing lines are connected to the fishing hooks, and the dried fruits and preserved fruits are hung on the fruit slices and dried fruits.

Yang Shubao first set up a dried fruit counter at the fruit stall at the intersection and tried to sell it to see how the business was going.

The price of dried fruits is high, such as dried bananas, dried apples and dried pears, but a pound is also sold at a hundred rand, like the more expensive dried snake fruits and cream dried fruits cost more than 200 yuan a pound.

When the first batch of dried fruits came out, he personally sat behind the stall to collect the money.

The old killer grabbed a handful and tasted it, then nodded: "Well, it's very chewy, and it has a different flavor from fruit." ”

Yang Shubao said: "Of course it tastes different, how about it, do you want to buy some for knowledge to eat? We are our own people, the internal price of employees, 20% discount!"

The old killer rubbed his hands embarrassedly and said, "You know, Mr. Yang, this kid doesn't like to drink water, so I always have to find ways to make him hydrate, such as letting him eat more fruits with high water content." ”

Needless to say, Lao Yang understood what he meant.

Don't buy it.

The fruit of the reserve has made a name for itself, and cars on the highway will stop to buy as many as they want when they reach the intersection.

There is a lot of traffic, but when they see the offer of dried fruits, they will turn around and leave.

The young man who had been staring at the stall with him all this time said with a sad face: "Mr. Yang, is the price too expensive? Let's set the price lower." ”

Yang Shubao said: "How is it possible? This is the cost price and the activity price, and the price will have to be increased after the business is normal in the future." ”

No one bought him to eat for himself, so he took a dried cream fruit and put it in his mouth, and his mouth was full of sweet milk.

Hope Tan was stunned: "Do you have to raise the price?"

Yang Shubao said: "What is your expression? You won't do business at first glance, let me tell you, when the quality of your goods is outstanding, when you are full of confidence in it, then if the sales volume is very low, you must not reduce the price, but should raise the price! This is the thinking of a successful businessman!"

Hope Tan said weakly: "It seems that I can't be a successful businessman in my life." ”

Yang Shubao waved his hand and said: "Don't say frustration, our business here is not good, it is definitely because customers do not have an in-depth understanding of our products, we have to attract them to come, only let them pay attention to our products first, and then someone can buy our products." ”

The old killer turned his head and said, "Mr. Yang, do you want to have a bundle sale?"

Yang Shubao asked, "Buy a pound of dried fruit and get a glass of juice free?"

The old killer smiled bitterly: "My suggestion is to buy a pound of fruit and send some dried fruit for them to taste." ”

Lao Yang waved his hand: "You can pull it down, then I can't lose money?"

Hope Tan asked, "Why don't we attract customers to come and see it first?" I will do the Sacrificial Dance, how about you see me go and dance for a while?"

Yang Shubao asked, "Will you striptease?"

Hope Tan was stunned: "What?"

Yang Shubao shook his head after looking at his appearance and figure: "Forget it, you don't have to dance, your conditions are not good, I still have to think of other ways to attract the attention of customers." ”

Hope Tan Tan watched him operate suspiciously, he thought that Lao Yang had something to do, but Lao Yang was a king, and he really had a way to attract customers to the stall.