At the reception, the staff responsible for receiving foreign businessmen discovered a problem.
Most of their guests' attention was drawn to the gift display area.
So much so that they had to move the negotiation location to the gift display area.
Before this, none of them had imagined that a mere youth reception within Yanda University would have such a big deal about the gifts.
Fortunately, the effect is one that everyone likes. Many foreign businessmen who were difficult to serve before now have very friendly expressions.
Those who dared to come to Longguo to pan for gold in the early days of reform and opening up naturally had good vision.
These gifts, which are considered to be eye-catching in the eyes of foreign trade personnel, have won the favor of the vast majority of foreign businessmen.
Some people do it because they like it, while others do it because they see the profits involved.
At this time, simple domestic and foreign trade personnel had never thought that they could sell the most common seasonings and snacks as luxury goods.
They did not realize why many wealthy people like to enjoy the process of opening high-end champagne in public or making high-end sashimi on the spot in the most upscale restaurants abroad.
At this moment, many foreign businessmen at the scene had golden light in their eyes.
For example, the soy sauce that everyone thinks is extremely cumbersome to open the package.
The action and ritual of the girl in the blue and white porcelain cheongsam opening the three layers of special packaging with her own hands made the foreigners' hearts beat three beats slower.
What they were thinking about was the process of a three-star chef elegantly showing the guests the high-end seasonings he was about to use before making high-end sashimi in an extremely high-end private restaurant in front of those top wealthy people.
They even had several ideas in mind about whether to use violin or piano and what melody to use for background music when opening the package.
"My God, the color of this high-end soy sauce is so charming. I strongly suspect it is made from jewels..."
"How about we call him Amber Soy Sauce?"
“Good idea, but the price might be a problem.”
"That's okay. Perhaps we can sign a confidentiality agreement with them, and the export price won't be disclosed."
"One hundred and sixty-eight dollars a bottle doesn't suit my client's status and position. I think adding a zero is a good idea. What do you think?"
"Don't talk about this for now. What we need to do now is whether we can get the sole agency rights for this secret soy sauce."
The two foreigners who were whispering to each other made the foreign trade staff standing beside them feel a little embarrassed - because the two guys were obviously speaking with their hometown accents, and the foreign trade staff did not understand.
At another exhibition table, a little old man from an island country was asking the blue and white porcelain girl next to him with a smile on his face.
"Beautiful lady, can't you please tell me why the surface of this Yuanxiao is as white as jade without any impurities or particles?"
The foreign trade staff accompanying the old man hurriedly winked at the Chinese dancer who was a little bit at a loss.
No matter whether the girl in front of me knows it or not, I must not tell the old man on the spot.
The glutinous rice balls are as white as jade, this technique is a good selling point!
You can't leak it even if you kill yourself.
He is determined to grab this gift-level Lantern Festival business that fell from the sky!
At the edge of the production area, Xiaoshan Pianxie, who had just entered the venue, looked at the small jar of something as red as a coral fire in the display case in front of him with shining eyes.
“This color is so beautiful!”
"It is indeed the birthplace of all East Asian cultures, a mysterious ancient country."
Xiaoshan Film Association thought that the highest-priced similar items sold in his country seemed so ridiculous in front of the fiery red Benzong in front of him.
This is a small indigo enamel filigree jar. The inside of the jar is like a smooth crater, with an attractive luster amidst the blood-red color.
Big wolfberries from Ning Province!
Zhang Hongcheng, who was just thinking about how to study Buddhism and Zen after returning, was quietly dragged over by his future brother-in-law.
"Brother, why are these wolfberries so red?"
“I’ve seen similar wolfberries in the homes of the elderly here, but the color isn’t this amazing.”
Zhang Hongcheng lowered his voice and held back his laughter.
"Do you see the soy sauce and Yuanxiao over there?"
"That color is the result of technology and hard work."
"Um?"
Zhang Hongcheng shook his head and had no intention of telling Shang Yiming the truth. He asked Fatty for some information about the 315 Party...
There were also some brave girls among the Zhongwu students who stammered and began to describe their products according to what Zhang Hongcheng had taught them before.
Although the foreign trade staff was extremely skeptical, he remained calm and translated for her seriously.
"This is also Jinhua's secret ham. The reason it's packaged so luxuriously is because in ancient Chinese etiquette, hiring a teacher required this kind of item."
"Well, this lady said it was a gift from the ancient royal family to hire a teacher for the prince."
"You can understand it this way: the emperor must use this gift when hiring teachers for his heirs and princes."
"This kind of teacher is also a high-ranking official, comparable to an honorary duke."
Seeing the girl in front of him stammering again, the foreign trade staff continued to translate with some embarrassment.
"In ancient my country, teachers held the same status as parents, so you can understand this as a gift from the emperor to the princes' godfathers... cough cough cough."
(Blushing secretly.)
"It's really wonderful. I like this kind of noble etiquette."
The foreigner pointed at the ham with shining eyes.
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