Lao Yang and Sangren reached a cooperation, but how to cooperate is still a question.

Production of dried fruits requires occasions, such as steaming, marinating, and there is another point that they all need to be dried and sun-dried to remove moisture.

You can use a large pot to cook dried fruits, and you can use a wooden bucket to pickle dried fruits, but what about drying?

The open space in the farm is huge, but it is all farmland. The flat cement and bricks are all used by the San people to build sheds and place tents.

Even so, the San people do not live enough. People with low status can only pile up some wood in the farmland to make a bonfire to rely on. If it rains, they can only whisper to other people's homes to stay in a quiet place.

This made Yang Shubao a little trouble. They couldn’t lay plastic film on the ground to dry dried fruits, right?

The dry season is entering the grassland. In the following days, there will be strong winds and dust. Plastic paper on the ground will easily accumulate dust. The dried dried fruits and dried fruits will not be able to get into the mouth.

Kurutantan was also a little confused. He said in a daze: "Or how about we use wood to make some shelves to dry dried fruits? We can go to the park to get a lot of wood as raw materials."

Yang Shubao shook his head: "Please, the wood you get in the wetland park is all eucalyptus trees. The wood will evaporate toxic substances during the drying process. Do you want people who eat dried fruit to be poisoned?"

Harakatantan shook his head, saying, "It's not that serious. We have baked food by pressing wood and made a wooden tub to soak food. Nothing happened, no one died because of it."

Uncle Yang sighed, not wanting to explain.

For the San people, only if they eat something, people will die of death. As long as they don’t die, it’s okay if you vomit, diarrhea or dizziness.

They are not very afraid of death, they are afraid of painful torture, such as hunger.

It feels really bad to be hungry, and this is why Lao Yang is willing to cooperate with them.

He changed his method to explain to Harakatantan: "There is a strange smell in eucalyptus, right? If you use it to dry fruit, the dried fruit will taste very bad and no one is willing to spend money to buy it."

Harakatan stopped talking.

The goal of the Sang people is to make money. If they can’t make money, then why are they busy with it?

Uncle Yang had to solve this problem by himself. He saw the fishing line and the hook and then had an idea.

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

Uncle Yang came to imagine that eucalyptus trees cannot be made into wooden racks to make dried fruits, but they can be used as pillars.

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

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

Yang Shubao told Kurutantan the idea. Kurutantan thought it was feasible, so he chose a piece of wasteland to build a drying yard. Yang Shubao shook his head again: "No, no, you can't use wasteland. There is too much sand and dust, use a piece of weed."

"But there are many flying insects on the weeds." Kurutantan said in confusion.

Yang Shubao said: "I will give you some flowers and plants, flowers and plants that are specially designed for deworming, and do what I said."

The mulberry man made wooden pillars, while Yang Shubao went to buy fishing lines and fish hooks.

In late March, thick smoke rose from the Sanren Farm, and tourists who went in to visit smelled the sweet and sour smell.

A circle of wooden pillars were planted on a large area of ​​relatively flat grass. Countless fishing lines were pulled vertically and horizontally between them. Several short fishing lines were tied to each fishing line. The short fishing lines were connected to the fish hook, and the dried fruits were dried fruits.

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

The price of dried dried fruits is high, such as dried bananas, dried apples and dried pears, but one pound starts at one hundred rand. For example, the more expensive dried snake fruits and dried cream fruits cost more than 200 yuan per pound.

When the first batch of dried fruits came out, he sat in the stall and collected the money.

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

Yang Shubao said: "Of course it tastes different. How about it? Do you want to buy some knowledge? We are our own people, and the internal price of employees is 20% off!"

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

No need to continue talking, Lao Yang understands what he means.

Don't buy it.

The fruits in the reserve have become famous outside, and cars passing by on the road will stop and buy at the intersection.

The traffic of customers is very large, but after seeing the quote for dried fruits and dried fruits, the guests will turn their heads and leave.

The young man from Sanren who had been staring at the stall here with him, Huo Tantan said with a sad face: "Mr. Yang, is the price too expensive? Let's set the price lower."

Yang Shubao said: "How is that possible? This is the cost price and activity price. After the business is normal, the price will still increase."

No one bought him to eat it himself, so he took a dried butterfly and put it in his mouth, making his mouth full of sweet milky smell.

Hope Tantan was shocked: "Do you have to raise the price?"

Yang Shubao said: "What expression do you have? You can't do business at first glance. Let me tell you, when your goods are of outstanding quality and you are full of confidence in it, 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 said frankly: "It seems that I can't be a successful businessman in my life."

Yang Shubao waved his hand and said, "Don't say anything discouraged. Our business here is not good. It is definitely because customers do not have a deep understanding of our products and have to attract them to come. Only by letting them pay attention to our products first can someone come to buy our products later."

The old killer turned his head and said, "Teacher Yang, do you want to have a bundled sale?"

Yang Shubao asked, “Buy a pound of dried fruit and get a cup of juice?”

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

Old Yang waved his hand: "But let it go, then I won't lose money?"

Hope asked: "Or we will attract customers to see first? I will dance the God-sacrificial dance. How about you watch me go and dance a dance?"

Yang Shubao asked, "Can you do stripping?"

Hope Tantan was stunned: "What?"

Yang Shubao looked at his appearance and figure and shook his head: "Forget it, you don't have to dance. If you are not in good condition, I'd better think of other ways to attract the attention of customers."
Chapter completed!