Ah Chen said, "When the time comes, we can just fill the boxes with the kind that people touch! Think about it, for example, a bag of gunpowder is only enough for ten shots, and we'll say each shot costs five yuan, so ten shots would be fifty yuan."
"Can you hit a pheasant with fifty dollars' worth of gunpowder? Pheasants can move and fly! If you miss, you've made fifty dollars for nothing."
Even if you're lucky enough to hit one, you'll still make a profit after deducting the cost of the pheasant.
"The key is that when that time comes, hundreds or thousands of people will come in every day, and everyone will just wait to make money."
*Pfft*
This time, everyone laughed.
Especially Ah Qin, Ah Yin, Ah Zhen, and Ah Yong, who had gone to the port city with Ah Chen, were really surprised that Ah Chen was so rich. Why did their eyes light up when talking about these few dollars and tens of dollars?
"Also, when we're mixing that numbing gunpowder, we can change the proportions to reduce the numbing effect. That way, even if someone pays to shoot a pheasant, as long as the pheasant doesn't stay in the same spot for him to catch and flies away again, it won't count if he can't catch it."
Ha ha--
The brothers and sisters all laughed.
Yang Ahu, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but curse Achen in his heart for being so cunning as to do such a thing.
"Brother Chen, how did you come up with these methods and ideas?" Siwei Amei asked curiously.
Forehead--
How did you come up with that idea?
Weren't these kinds of tricks common in tourist attractions in my previous life? Besides, there were even toy guns for shooting balloons.
Ah Chen stood up, patted the dirt off his hands, and said contentedly, "I won't tell you about that! In short, apart from the deep mountains, we Miao people need to slowly open the doors to the Miao villages outside the mountains!"
"Only by opening the 'village gate' will life get better day by day!"
"Only by opening the 'village gate' and letting more non-Miao people come in to see and play can our Miao culture, traditions, customs and other local customs spread far and wide."
Upon hearing this, Siwei Amei and the young men of Qingmiao looked at each other, feeling that Achen's idea seemed too advanced.
He truly deserves to be called the future Miao King!
Just as everyone was stunned, the cell phone in Amo Miao's cloth bag rang.
After she finished the call, she said to Ah Chen:
"The city said that a big boss wants to come to Balong Ancient Village to take a look at the site. If he is satisfied, he will invest in its development."
"How long have you been waiting?"
"At the latest, half a month!"
Ah Chen thought for a moment, then turned to the young men and said, "Go tell Sheng Tang, Jiang Ya, and Yang A Yao to find out which company is coming to invest. Also, have the chief chief inform them not to reveal how much money we've invested yet."
"I'll go right away!"
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