"Comrade Xiao Jiang," Lu Xuzhang asked, seeing that everyone was eating so well that he even spared the use of chopsticks, "how does this fish taste?"

"It's fragrant," Jiang Shan praised truthfully: "I will definitely come here next time."

Wang Fulin looked at the popularity of the restaurant: "If you come by yourself, you probably won't even be able to grab a stool."

"What are you afraid of? I'm not there anymore,"

Lu Xuzhang, who was already familiar with everyone when he was fishing, didn't have the airs of a cadre at all.

"Don't worry, Xiaojiang. As long as you can shoot the advertisement well, you can just call the bureau whenever you want."

Jiang Shan held a cup of Moutai and said, "Then I'd like to thank you first."

After putting down the glass of wine, Jiang Shan took the initiative to take out the sketch that he had been working on for half a night without even having to ask Bureau Lu to open his mouth.

Seeing the expressions on their faces, even the waiter who served the dishes did not dare to announce the names of the dishes loudly.

"This is what you said," Director Lu looked at the drawings on the wine table: "A way to earn foreign exchange without extensive construction work?"

Jiang Shan nodded seriously: "Yes!"

"It looks pretty good, but what exactly is it?"

"This thing is called cultural and creative popsicle," Jiang Shan pointed at the drawing:

"The investment is not big and the production is simple, but once you take it to the corresponding scenic spot, the value will immediately increase dozens of times. If you don't believe me, look there..."

Jiang Shan raised his hand and pointed, and Lu Xuzhang looked over.

Yu Sigui, who never showed up, walked towards a table of foreign guests in the garden with a plate in his hand.

Before Yu Sigui finished his introduction, a table of foreign guests seemed to have discovered a new world, and their hands reached out to the popsicles on the plate with eyes full of surprise.

At the same time, Zhu Jiaxin, who spoke fluent English, had returned from another table carrying an empty plate.

"Three yuan for a popsicle," said Professor Zhu, who didn't mind at all and was having a lot of fun: "They robbed them as if they didn't need any money."

After saying that, he put the 20 yuan foreign exchange coupon in his hand on the table: "I just wanted to ask them if I can give change in RMB, but they just said that there is no need to change it as a tip."

On the other side, Yu Sigui, who had already closed the stall, also put down two 10 yuan foreign exchange coupons.

But this time, she had already brought the remaining popsicles from the kitchen.

"This thing can really be sold for three yuan a piece,"

Before Director Lu could speak, Hou Xijiu on the side couldn't help but ask.

While talking, he also picked up a Tiantan from the plate.

"Isn't this just a small altar of heaven? It's so crystal clear and so beautiful!"

Looking at the orange Temple of Heaven in the opponent's hand, Lu Xuzhang also picked up a milk-white Great Wall.

Taking a closer look: "It still tastes like butter!"

"I came here directly after I left you yesterday afternoon,"

Jiang Shan explained: "After showing the letter of introduction, the comrades in the restaurant promised to help us freeze popsicles when we got up early this morning. After everything was agreed, I bought some soda and milk here..."

"Comrade Xiaojiang, thank you for your hard work."

Director Lu took a bite of the popsicle. Although it was extremely gritty, his heart felt very warm!

As a big shot in shopping malls, can he not appreciate the charm of these gadgets?

For a moment, I looked at the orange Temple of Heaven on a white porcelain plate, the milky-white Great Wall, and the cola-colored Nine Dragons Wall...

Lu Xuzhang laughed: "If the color of this dragon pattern is changed, the effect will be better."

"You're right," Jiang Shan nodded and admitted:

"We have limited materials. This is all we completed with the help of several professors all night long."

As soon as he finished speaking, a large tray of wooden molds was placed on the table again.

Director Lu and Director Hou were looking at this and touching that. The more they looked at it, the more interesting they became.

"It turns out that this is how these popsicles are made!"

"Our production method is relatively primitive, but the cold drink factory is different. We only need to replace the molds on the production line with the corresponding shape.

Cities across the country can mass-produce cultural and creative popsicles based on their famous local attractions."

In today's world, there is no need for complex shapes.

Even an engraved panda can attract international friends who have only seen Mickey Mouse mashed potatoes!

Because the current level of Disneyland is nothing more than that.

At this time, not to mention Director Lu and Director Hou, even Wang Fulin and Zhang Lu who were sitting together came over in surprise.

After putting down the mold in his hand, Lu Xuzhang looked at the small square patterns on the drawing paper and immediately understood what they were!

"I bet you have set a good example for other cities,"

Director Lu nodded one by one: "Don't say it, it's really representative!"

"This is just a rough drawing," Jiang Shan said in detail:

“The effect of these popsicles is better when placed in corresponding attractions.

Especially as summer is about to enter.

When the time comes, you can add freezers at various intersections in the park.

Hang up these cool-looking popsicle advertising pictures.

It would be best to wrap the freezer with a large and eye-catching promotional poster...

We have to make a large number of posters with this thing and the corresponding building together," Jiang Shan pointed to the text notes on the drawing and said word by word:

"Don't say you sell it for three yuan, if you set the price at two yuan, I can guarantee you will make a lot of money."

Compared with the 5 yuan per plate of steamed buns sold in Tingli Pavilion today, the cultural and creative popsicles in the scenic area are priced at 2 yuan each, which is really a reasonable price.

After all, in the 1980s, various fees were doubled for foreign guests.

"Cultural and creative popsicles,"

Looking at the drawings on the table, Bureau Lu turned to Director Hou and smiled:

"Don't tell me, this is really a good foreign exchange-earning project that does not require large-scale construction or large investments!"

"I'm very optimistic about this project," Director Hou made a rough calculation: "Based on last year's number of arrivals, if each of the 4 million visitors only buys one popsicle on average..."

"Even if you earn one yuan a piece," Lu Xuzhang continued to calculate: "That's 4 million in foreign exchange. Even if only half of the people buy it, it's still a full 2 ​​million in foreign exchange coupons..."

The more Director Hou calculated, the more excited he became: "Oh my God!"

"We can sell cultural and creative popsicles and cultural and creative ice cream in the summer," Jiang Shan helped calculate: "In the winter, we can sell cultural and creative pastries and cultural and creative chocolates..."

In 2016, when the first cultural and creative ice cream was born, a large number of tourists flocked to the scenic spot to grab the ice cream and check in.

Immediately, various scenic spots across the country quickly joined the army of hugely profitable ice cream.

In the past two years, the rolled-out cultural and creative ice cream has already become a beautiful sight in every scenic spot!

(End of chapter)
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