As they wandered into the evening, Xiaobai couldn't help but sigh, no matter in the past life or in another world, women like to go shopping, and once they start shopping, they will never stop. ()
Seeing the sun set, Wan finally returned to the cave with satisfaction.
The other tribesmen had come back a long time ago, and now they were gathered together, discussing today's harvest lively.
The centerpiece of their conversation was Wanwei, and the reason for their discussion was the large packages of dried meat packed in animal skin bags.
Really super surprised.
The tribesmen couldn't figure out why those simple clay jars could be exchanged for so much dried meat.
These dried meats are not made of ordinary beast meat, but giant beast meat. Only jerky made of giant beast meat has exchange value.
Ordinary beast meat can only fill the stomach and prevent primitive people from starving to death, but it cannot make them stronger.
The meat of giant beasts has strange energy, which can improve the physical quality of primitive people and make them stronger and more powerful. This is completely incomparable to the meat of beasts.
The Samsara tribe is much richer than before, and they have stored some dried beast meat and giant beast meat, but it is still extremely rare for several large bags to suddenly appear like this.
Their thinking model is incomparable to modern people in previous generations, and they cannot understand Xiaobai's sales philosophy at all.
As soon as Wan returned to the cave, she was immediately surrounded by people. The tribesmen joked that they wanted to learn how to earn dried meat with Wan, which confused Wan.
"You mean you learned how to sell from the gods?" After hearing Wan's explanation, the tribesman showed a relieved expression on his face. Is this normal? Since it is a god, everything can be explained clearly.
"Yeah." Wan nodded, took Xiao Bu out of her arms and put it on the ground.
Xiao Bu shook his little head and looked around, and finally found the soup plate with minced meat. He ran over and buried the whole cat's face in the minced meat and started eating.
It has grown up a lot, and now it can not only drink milk, but also eat minced meat, but you can't eat too much. The meat of the giant beast contains special power, and eating too much will be bad for it.
Wan came behind it, knelt down and stroked it gently, watching it happily as it ate.
"You are hungry too. Eat something." Li came to Wan's side and handed her a plate with broth.
"Thank you." Wan quickly stood up and bowed politely to Li, then took the plate from his hand, sat down and started eating.
Her etiquette habits were also taught by Xiaobai. This is called etiquette. There is nothing wrong with respecting others and being polite. It will make people feel good towards you and reduce hostility.
"How about we try to sell it like this tomorrow?" a Burakumin suddenly said.
Today they walked around the valley and got to know the prices. It is true that their prices are low, but they still don't understand how to raise the prices. All they can think of is to copy Xuewan's sales method.
"It's impossible to exchange for dried meat like Wan. We don't have enough clay jars. We didn't bring so many clay jars. Today Wan sold nearly half of the clay jars. We will sell them again tomorrow. When the real market comes, we won't have any.
You have to sell it." Hearing what the tribesmen said, Li couldn't help but shook his head.
He didn't go out today, so he knew the remaining status of the clay jar.
"Then, what should we do?" The tribesmen were a little dumbfounded and asked stammering. They could now copy how to sell clay jars, but they didn't know how to sell other items.
"Use your brain and think more. Since the clay pots are not enough, what should we do? Shouldn't we replace the dried meat?" Xiaobai's voice suddenly came from the God's Letter.
Hearing Xiaobai's voice, all the tribesmen present were stunned, and then knelt on the ground and shouted to my god.
"Think more, brainstorm and come up with a solution." Xiaobai slowly guided the Buraku people's thinking.
The tribesmen stood up and gathered around again, muttering to each other about their ideas, but still no one could come up with a good idea. The best way was not to sell the jars, but to sell them in other products, which made Xiaobai very speechless.
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"Okay, if you discuss it like this, there will be no results in the morning. What do you think about the purpose of other people changing the jars?" Xiaobai has a headache. The primitive people have simple ideas, and it is very difficult to guide them. Their thinking is not active enough.
ah.
"It's for making broth!" Wan, who was teasing Xiao Bu on the side, suddenly raised her head and said. She had participated in the whole process this morning, so she naturally knew why the people of the Hammernose tribe were rushing to buy the jars.
When the other tribesmen heard this, they also nodded.
"Then why do we sell cans? Isn't it better to just sell broth?" Xiaobai's voice revealed helplessness. Is this considered dark under the lamp? Why do we have to stick to selling cans?
Is there such an operation?!
The primitive people of the Samsara tribe were immediately stunned, with their eyes wide open and their mouths open, looking stupid.
In their minds, the broth does not need to be exchanged. How simple is it to make? Just boil some water, throw in the dried meat and wild vegetables and cook it. Can this broth be exchanged for dried meat?
It’s not equal! How many dried meats can be put in a jar of broth? Five pieces? If you say ten pieces of dried meat, then you can’t change it to ten pieces of dried meat. What’s the exchange?
Their thinking mode is still stuck on equal exchange, which is not their fault. After all, they have not completely entered private ownership and cannot understand the business concept.
"My God, will someone change the broth?" Wan was also very confused. Although she had more contact with Xiaobai than other tribesmen and was more intelligent, she still couldn't think clearly.
It seems that Wan's education is not enough and needs to be strengthened. Xiaobai sighed in his heart... (_)...
"Yes, of course they will exchange. Didn't you see how much the hammer-nosed people love to drink broth? Since they love to drink broth so much, why don't they come and exchange?" Xiaobai's voice revealed confidence.
Good food will inevitably bring huge profits, this has been tested in previous lives.
"But... they can also do it themselves." A tribesman said naa.
The other tribesmen also nodded to show what they said.
"...Have your clay jars been sold? Not sold. They don't have clay jars. How can they make broth? Tell me, they don't even have clay jars, how can they make broth?! Ah?"
Xiaobai shouted angrily, are these guys' heads made of stone? They can't understand things at all?
When the Samsara tribesmen saw the gods getting angry, they immediately became frightened. They all lowered their eyebrows and stared at their toes without saying anything, but they already understood in their hearts where they had gone wrong.
"My god, how are we going to change the dried meat tomorrow?" Wan was not frightened by Xiaobai's anger. She and Xiaobai were already familiar with each other. She knew that her god was a good god and would never punish her for such a trivial matter.
one's own believers.
"Well... you can discuss this. I suggest you don't change too little. Even if you change more, there will still be people who exchange dried meat for soup." Xiaobai's anger faded as quickly as it came, and his voice was already gone.
Calm was restored.
Once I had the direction, it was easy to think about it, and finally I settled on a small plate with two pieces of jerky, and a large plate with three pieces of jerky.
Xiaobai curled his lips and sighed secretly. Primitive people were still simple and the price was still low, but he did not intervene. He let them do it by themselves, see it by themselves, and think by themselves. This was for them to make better progress.