i have a mountain

Chapter 1715 Preparation
Yu Fei stared sideways at the village party secretary for a long time before asking, "Uncle, did you just stare at those stalls from the beginning?"

After the village party secretary slapped him on the back, he said angrily: "You child, what are you talking about? I'm not thinking about our own villagers."

"You said that if people know that I failed to win the right to host table tennis, and that I haven't got a few stalls that can sell things, then the villagers shouldn't scold me to death?"

"It is said that people are old, spirits and ghosts are old. This is not false at all." Yu Fei said with a smile.

The village party secretary glared at him and said, "If you have the guts, put this in front of your father and try."

"Hehe~"

Yu Fei laughed dryly and continued, "I can get a few stalls, but I don't plan to ask for more, and I can't earn much money even if a bunch of people squeeze through."

"You kid..."

The village party secretary just glared at each other, but quickly reacted, and asked inquiringly, "Do you have other plans?"

"The big river is flooded and the small river is full..."

"speak English!"

"Hey~"

Yu Fei agreed and said seriously: "I think the square on the street is still a bit small after all. If there are more people coming, there will definitely not be too many stalls."

"And look at those vendors on our street, all of them are impatient to learn from the county town, and they are hand-cooked cakes and milk tea."

"I have learned a lot, no matter what the taste is but the price is deadly expensive, do you think those people from the city will like these? How sick are they so they come to eat the same price but the taste is far from familiar street food."

The village party secretary nodded after thinking for a while and said, "That's right. It's okay if we can try those things, but it's not enough for outsiders."

"That's why." Yu Fei continued: "We will build some unique things in our village and surrounding areas that are not common in cities, so as to attract people to our side."

The village party secretary thought carefully for a while before he said in frustration: "We don't have any special snacks here, I feel that they are not as attractive as those street snacks."

Yu Fei immediately replied: "Who said there is no such thing as small steamed buns, sprinkle soup, pink chicken, dumpling noodles, camellia oleifera, water fried buns, etc., as well as the dry Luomo dry fried noodles that my aunt can cook? Well."

The village party secretary seemed to be surprised, and after looking at him for a while, he asked, "Is this also counted? Isn't this what we usually eat?"

Yu Fei rolled his eyes and said, "Southerners still often eat fried rice noodles, fried river noodles, and snail rice noodle rolls. Can you often eat them? So it is not empty talk to say that there is no scenery in a familiar place."

"It's because we often eat it, so it is a local specialty for outsiders. Besides, even if they can occasionally eat it in other places, it is still the authentic one made here."

"Speaking of this, I suddenly thought that when I was in school, there was a couple who often pushed a cart to sell camellia oleifera on the street. I haven't seen them in these years."

The village party secretary nodded in reality before receiving the message: "Those couple quit working a long time ago. They said they were not in good health, but I heard that his son is doing pretty well in other places."

Yu Fei felt regret for a while, the familiar taste from childhood disappeared again.

"What you said can really attract those foreign tourists?" The village party secretary asked in disbelief.

"It's definitely possible." Yu Fei said: "As long as we make it economical and use real materials, it will definitely attract a large number of tourists."

"Also, those dry fried noodles and dried kangluo buns can still be sold, and they can be processed twice... By the way, there are also fried noodles, which can also be processed..."

"It's no good, I'm really a little greedy, I'll let you go back..."

The village party secretary grabbed Yu Fei who wanted to leave.

"Come back to me. Later, I will ask your aunt to cook a pot for you so that you can eat your fill. Now you have to explain it to me before you leave."

Yu Fei spread his hands and said, "It's already been said... hey, hey, hey, let me tell you, let's not do anything."

After finally persuading the village party secretary to put on his shoes, Yu Fei continued: "Actually, it's okay to put it bluntly, just try to make some snacks that we often eat but not common for outsiders."

"What's more, we must make real materials and cheap prices, so that this kind of business can last for a long time. Think about the reason why the most popular city has become popular recently."

"The standard answers are all given to us. If we can't copy them, it's no wonder that people eat meat and we can't even drink a mouthful of soup."

The village secretary showed a thoughtful expression again, but after thinking for a long time, he asked Fei seriously: "Where can we find so many people who can cook?"

Yu Fei bows down...

You are asked to imitate, but you are not asked to copy. When you copy other people's exam answers, can you also copy other people's names?
But after thinking about it, it seems that this is not impossible.

In today's cities, charcoal burning is not allowed for environmental protection, and barbecues have lost the smoky smell, as if they have lost their souls.

In the countryside, there are no such concerns.

After all, compared to cities, the countryside is relatively sparsely populated, and there are all kinds of green plants and crops, so a little bit of smoke is nothing to worry about.

"It's not impossible to discuss this matter carefully later."

Yu Fei had an idea in his mind, but he still needed to think it over carefully, so he didn't say it directly.

And this matter still needs to be docked with other people, and finally we need to see the result of the docking.

After discussing with the village party secretary about other things besides barbecue, Yu Fei got away and came to the new house.

After spending a lot of time with my son, I returned to the farm after a full meal.

Then he started to contact other people. Although the date of the table tennis friendly match has not yet been determined, there are some things that need to be prepared in advance.

So people came to the farm one after another, and Yu Fei waited for all the people he had notified to arrive before talking about the business.

After the people present listened to his plan, Tongling was the first to jump out, saying that he wanted Sichuan cuisine to shine in this friendly match.

Young Marshal Lu said with a smile that he could call in a group of master chefs who specialize in making Kyoto snacks.

His words suddenly gave Yu Fei a new idea.

"It's not just Kyoto, as long as you open a shop, you can find one or two local specialty snacks, and then you can type out the place name generously."

Young Marshal Lu nodded and said, "It's fine, but maybe not too many, after all, my hotel's main focus is not on this aspect."

"You can come as many as you want, and it can be considered as an extra choice for tourists." Yu Fei expressed his understanding.

(End of this chapter)