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356, In-depth discussion of business opportunities

"Business Opportunities".

This is the question for this exam.

Youqing looked at the bamboo paper more than half a foot high, but the "test paper" on the page above was only a few words. Below the "business opportunity", it only wrote "There is no limit on conditions, adapting to local conditions".

As expected, it was similar to what I thought before, but I didn't expect that the Shancao actually saved even the questions in the textbook, and directly asked the students to discuss business opportunities in Dawangzhuang.

Youqing looked at the stack of papers more than half a foot high again. Who could finish writing so much? Even Qiuwei couldn't use so much paper.

I have a total of five days of exams. Even if I write it all day and night for five days, I am afraid I can't finish writing these papers.

Five days? Concentrate on writing an article, one day is enough. Five days?

Youqing picked up the osmanthus tea that his aunt had just brewed for. Fortunately, she was taking the exam in their respective yards. When she was tired of writing, she could lean on the bed and lie on the bed for a while, and then she would go to the yard to bask in the sun and find inspiration. Anyway, according to the examination discipline, she would just not go out.

Youqing swallowed a sip of sweet tea and decided to write the words bigger than usual so that she could use more paper.

...

Ruicai was happy: "So much paper is enough for me to write for a year~"

Aunt Jin happily helped Ruicai grind it: "These papers look so good, they are whiter and more delicate than what they sell in the town!"

Ruicai smiled and said, "I can't use it anyway, I'll use the rest for those little monkeys in your house~"

"Oh! That's good~"

...

After giving everyone the "test paper", Mr. Zhou returned to the big courtyard where the gentlemen lived in school, the young mountain was elusive for several days. He came back this morning and hurriedly wrote a few words on the paper and asked the students to answer according to this question.

If the test questions are limited, it was originally within Mr. Zhou's expectations. Whether it is the emotional "teaching people to fish" or the rational "business opportunities", one sentence can be summarized, that is, to find the most suitable opportunity to make the villagers rich.

It's not a question-by-face, I believe every student has thought of it too.

Maybe a few days ago, some students started writing presciently. For such a mature topic, they had to be kept in the yard for five days and five nights, and I don’t know how much it would be brewed and fermented.

Mr. Zhou gently pushed the door and walked into the mountain chief's house. He saw that the little things given by the students occupied half of the house. The mountain chief looked at the desk on the small desk in the other half of the house: pecans and jujubes, the town's specialty sweet wine chicken, a pea snack unique to the nearby area, handicrafts made with soil on the mountain, and wine made in an old winery in the neighboring village...

"As for the suburbs of Beijing, Tianshui Town is the most convenient town for transportation, and it is not difficult to transport these specialties to Kyoto for sale." The mountain leader grabbed a few honey wine dates for Mr. Zhou to taste. "The dates are very sweet, and the local honey is also sweet. In addition, the wine brewed with local crops and well water has a unique flavor. Try it."

Mr. Zhou tasted two dates without hesitation: "Just as the teacher said, it is indeed extraordinary."

Yamakana smiled: "How about this dates compared to the rose candied dates from the Wen family in Kyoto? How about the osmanthus candied dates from the Xia family? What about the donkey-hide dates from the Jin family who gave medicinal donkey-hide dates? What about the southern dates sold in the southern shops in Kyoto? What about the Hotan dates sold in Persian shops?"

Mr. Zhou: Let me complain first, my teacher is a foodie...

Mr. Zhou cleared his throat: "The students have heard of the examples given by the teacher, but they have only tasted one or two... The local candied dates are not inferior to those of rose candied dates and donkey-hide gelatin dates, and each has its own flavor."

"If I launch honey wine dates in Kyoto, how many years can I do it before I can compete with the above big businesses?"

"This..." Mr. Zhou pondered, "I'm afraid it's difficult to compete. After all, these big businesses have long been deeply rooted in Kyoto. Moreover, the local honey wine dates can only be considered inferior to them, but they have no obvious advantages. When they were first launched, people might be able to eat fresh food, but over time, they are afraid that they will end up in a flash in the pan like those foods that are for people to taste in Kyoto."

The mountain leader pointed to the attractively colored sweet wine chicken used on the table: "What is this chicken compared to the braised chicken and smoked chicken in famous restaurants in Kyoto, and the roast chicken in Texas and Fuliji? What is it compared to the lotus leaf chicken in Huaiyang and the white-chip chicken in Guangdong?"

Mr. Zhou: After the identification, my master is an authentic foodie... However, I just asked to taste the dates, but why did it be the sweet wine chicken turn, so I couldn't bear to give it to taste...

"Even if the sweet wine chicken tastes better, it will take at least ten years to gain a foothold in Kyoto." Mr. Zhou said, and he couldn't help but feel sad about the sweet wine chicken.

"In short, it is difficult to push these goods to Kyoto." The mountain leader looked at the old persimmon tree outside the window. At this time, the thousands of persimmons that had been fruit-bearing have turned red, but the leaves have not yet fallen, and the green leaves are covered with shade. This should be the most prosperous period of the year for the persimmon tree. "Like this hundred-year-old old persimmon tree, it can't stand out among other persimmons at all."

"This is something that students have not figured out in recent days. It is afraid that it will be difficult to succeed when transporting local goods to Kyoto for sale." Mr. Zhou frowned, "I heard a student mention two days ago that the place is beautiful and the scenery is rich in resources. It is better to sell it to wealthy families to build a villa. The rich money the villagers get is enough to live a rich life in other places."

Upon hearing this, the mountain captain sneered unconsciously: "This is a good way to make money. I am afraid that these villagers will have to settle down with huge amounts of money and cannot be at ease. After selling their houses and land, they may even sell their ancestors' cemetery, and from then on they become rich without roots, without any intentions or lungs?"

Mr. Zhou was a little embarrassed. Such a superficial answer should not be recommended to the mountain chief: "Maybe the student's intention is to sell some of the houses."

"Even so, Dawangzhuang is no longer Dawangzhuang, and Tianshui Town is no longer Tianshui Town. If you don't say anything, the local squire will not agree."

I'm afraid no one would agree. Suddenly, a group of foreigners came to the local area and became a big landlord. For convenience, they might have to buy maids, servants and mothers in the local area. Even if the villagers get benefits, they cannot tolerate such situations in front of their own homes. Just like those villagers who go out to work hard, even if they are looking for food outside and earn money, they will return home in glory and be highly regarded by others. No one can accept being trampled on their own self-esteem at their doorstep. What's more, the gentry who is admired locally, suddenly a foreigner who has been replaced or even surpassed their own status. That is, he will never give up.

Whether it is hometown or hometown, it always involves the so-called image established here in the softest part of people's hearts, not only for the elders and fellow villagers, but also for the ancestors who sleep in the Feng Shui treasure land.

"Did you give too much paper for the exam?" The mountain leader suddenly changed the topic.

"This... some students were indeed scared."

"Oh, that was originally prepared for more than 300 candidates, but now it is used for 30 students, so it is naturally a little more."

"..." Mr. Zhou suddenly remembered something, "Only classmate Yingyuan asked: Can you still apply after using up the paper?"

"oh?"

...

"Yingyuan, your teacher sent such a thick stack of paper, but you just want to use your own." Aunt Gui was helping Xiaoxiao move the table together.

Now I borrowed another Eight Immortals table from my neighbor's house, and two Eight Immortals tables were placed together, filling the main hall with all the locations. A large piece of rice paper was spread on these two tables, and next to them were several drawn sketches.

"Who made our Tianshui Town so big? This large picture is not enough!" Xiaoxiao began to prepare for grinding ink.

"I will do these tasks in the future, so you will concentrate on your test!" Aunt Gui took the inkstone and took care of the work of laying paper and grinding ink. "I'm so puzzled. Why did you think that such a large piece of paper would be used for the exam? I had to bring it to my home a few days ago."

"This book is not for exams. I have long thought about drawing all the terrain here~" Xiaoxiao took out the sketch he recorded these days and thought about where to start.

Aunt Gui also instructed: "Draw the mountains we have wrapped, make it bigger and look better!"

"That won't be true, it's based on proportion."

Aunt Gui thought for a long time and didn't know what this "Bi Li" was: "Then let's draw it better. Lengling Mountain is now full of red and bright red, which will definitely attract people to look up the mountain!"

Xiaoxiao looked at Aunt Gui with interest: "What do you think I am using to draw these pictures?"

"It must be for the rich people in Kyoto to see!" Aunt Gui looked longing, "When our mountain becomes famous, everything growing on this mountain becomes a treasure! Sometimes many people are rushing to buy it!"

Aunt Gui's idea of ​​using mountains to attract customers is much more clever than those who use mountains to attract customers.

"When our mountain becomes famous, we will open a big specialty shop in Kyoto! We can eat, drink, play, and sell everything!" This is Aunt Gui's ultimate idea.

Xiaoxiao nodded slightly: "You must set up some in Kyoto. After the operation is successful, there will definitely be agents with a keen sense of smell to consider opening specialty shops."

"The students are all scrambling to deliver specialties to the mountain captain. Yesterday, a girl wanted to deliver the salty food from the Jin family's wife. Fortunately, the Jin family had an idea and didn't make it for her." Aunt Gui was worried for Xiaoxiao, "You have been thinking about many ideas and have traveled to many places. Don't let others steal the credit!"

Xiaoxiao waved his hands repeatedly: "They can't steal it. Now, looking at the thoughts of these people, they are all putting the cart before the horse."

Although Aunt Gui has never heard of the idiom putting the cart before the horse, she can also think that this should mean reversed.

Xiaoxiao started to adjust the paint again and planned to draw a large color picture.

"But you gave the Luoshen Flowers again, but you still gave them to Xizi." Aunt Gui remembered that she put the Luoshen Flowers in a small glass bottle two days ago, and posted a tag on it and wrote three words. When Ruicai came, she read "Wen Xizi" on the spot.

"Xizi left early and suffered a loss. If you can help her find some scores, try to help her. Besides, the Luoshenhua in our village was originally bought by the Wen family." Xiaoxiao regretted that Dan Tai Furong came. This guy left too early and it was not easy to even find some scores. However, she was a smart person after all. After hearing about the exam, she asked Xiaoxiao to help send a thick letter to the mountain chief. Maybe her ideas would be written in it.

Aunt Gui suddenly sighed: "Xizi looks beautiful like a fairy girl, and her body is also delicate. I hope she is a good fortune."
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