Chapter 296 Going too far

Passing by a specialty shop, everyone took a look inside, and the boss greeted them enthusiastically, "Ah! Little White Dragon!" Knowing that the Little White Dragon group were all rich people, he hurriedly welcomed them in.

"Look! This is beef jerky made from yaks we collected from Tibetans and slaughtered! The dates are all fresh!"

A group of foodies gathered around.

He Huan took a look and said, "This is not yak meat, this is pork."

Walking to another basket, Quan Dao said: This is duck meat.

Walking to another basket, Director Quan said: This is dried tofu.

He Huan turned around and walked out.

After a while, everyone's cell phones rang, and when they saw the group, they all came out.

The boss cursed: "Why did you come in if you don't want to buy?"

After walking far away, the tourists asked: "Little White Dragon! Are those really not beef?"

"This isn't even beef, it's mixed with pork and duck." He Huan said, "There are also dried tofu. If you buy this, you might as well buy spicy strips."

"Hahaha..." several people said in distress, "Where can I get real yak meat?"

“Yaks have a long growth cycle, taking three or four years to grow, and they cannot be bred on a large scale. They are only found in alpine and cold areas, and Yunzhou is only a little bit smaller than Shangri-La.

Lijiang sells yak meat, Shangri-La sells yak meat, restaurants also say it is yak meat, but in fact many of them are yellow beef. There are also fried ganba and fried ganba available in restaurants.

Don’t you think about it, how many tourists do these two places have every year? They both buy yak meat and eat yak meat, how can there be so much yak meat? The 1982 Lafite has been drank by the people for so many years and they haven’t finished it yet?”

"Hahaha……"

"Actually, yellow beef is the same. The dried beef in some restaurants is also made from ordinary beef. You have to buy dried beef. You can also buy dried yellow beef later. The beef has been seasoned and dried, and the taste is not bad. Yak meat

It’s really hard to find.”

Everyone looked at him, "Where can I find real yak ganba? Are we not worthy of trying it?"

"Let's see in a while." He Huan said, "But don't have too much hope. The people doing business in the ancient city are all outsiders. Everything you eat is made by others in their own shops."

The tourists pouted and said they couldn’t take Yunzhou’s delicious food back.

"Look at me for a moment."

Everyone looked at him.

"If I nod, you will buy it; if I don't nod, you won't buy it."

Everyone nodded excitedly.

"Don't ask questions, just follow me."

Everyone nodded obediently.

"Many tour guides will tell you that when you go to Yunzhou ethnic minority areas, you must respect their customs. Especially in Shangri-La, don't bargain with Tibetans and talk harshly to them.

Not to mention that there are very few Tibetans who are actually doing business, but these business people have learned this lesson. They cannot ask questions. If you ask, you will be weighed, and if you don’t want to, they will scold you.”

"Yeah." I had already felt it in the Tibetan medicine store just now.

"So you just stay silent. No matter what he says, you just need to look at me."

"good!"

He Huan took them around in a circle, but never nodded.

"Don't buy it, go back."

Everyone lowered their heads, "Isn't there a place that sells real things in such a big place?"

He Huan was also helpless. The tourists wanted to buy something, but they couldn't!

“Did you know that the largest seller of dried yak in Lijiang is from Fujian?” He Huan said, “Yunzhou tourism is very popular and many people come to do business.

Take the ancient city of Dukezong, for example, which is full of outsiders. Before, Shangri-La was a poor county, and all the Tibetans had moved to more convenient counties. The ancient city was abandoned and there were only some homeless people."

The tourists followed him with their heads lowered, "We are wandering around the ancient city of Dukezong now."

""Lost Horizon" became popular, and many people began to look for Shangri-La. Daocheng in Sichuan, Linzhi in XZ, and Diqing in Yunzhou are all striving to be Shangri-La.

Later, Diqing was the first to successfully register and was renamed Shangri-La through the Ministry of Civil Affairs. To this day, both Sichuan and XZ are still bitter about this."

Everyone laughed.

"A poor county has quickly become a world-famous tourist destination. The ancient city was quickly renovated, and inns, restaurants, bars, cafes, and specialty shops were opened. Many people also saw business opportunities and flocked in.

So why was there such a big fire? Many things were launched too hastily. Many supporting facilities were not completed.

And for foreign businessmen, what can the local government do? Regulation cannot be one-size-fits-all, otherwise everyone will leave and stop doing business. Especially the fire hit both the merchants and the government. So..."

He Huan paused for a while, "Anyway, if you say a place is bad, just say the people in that place are bad. This is very one-sided. In fact, most businesses in tourist destinations now come from all over the country. But in order to let

If people trust them, they will act like locals."

"Of course, because of them, the local economy has indeed prospered. Alas!" He Huan sighed, "In short, everything has two sides and there are difficulties.

If you want to develop, you can't drive everyone away or be too strict. So it will still exist. All the management department can do is urge the merchants to refund you and remind you to pay attention to the traps.

If the water is clear, there will be no fish! If people are shut down and people are driven away, who will do business? And what are the business people doing? Because they like this place? To help the poor? To benefit tourists who also like this place?

"

Several people covered their faces.

"So, look away and be sober. Don't think of a place too badly, and don't be defenseless."

Everyone nodded.

"Actually, it's not just the tourism market, it's like this in any market. It can only be guided, not controlled. Otherwise, why is there 315 every year and there are scams every year?"

"well!"

He Huan looked at them. Tourists didn't want to leave empty-handed, but there was nothing for them to take back to the tourist destination. They were also very helpless!

I called the young man who taught Pudacuo how to ride a horse yesterday. The young man said: "Dried yak is usually made at home to entertain guests and is rarely sold. If you want to buy it, go to the county seat."

Gave him an address.

He Huan took a taxi and took the tourists there. In an alley in the county town, he found a shop run by a Tibetan grandmother. They all sold goods in bulk.

Guide tip: Authentic dried yak!

The prices are written on the wall and they are very fair.

The tourists bought several kilograms and happily showed off in the group.

The tourists who left in the morning all arrived at Spring City. After seeing it, they all said: We want it too! Can you send it?

He Huan bought them some more and mailed them to them.

【Can I send anything else?】

【I want the mangoes I ate in Lijiang that day.】

【Yes, I also think that mango is delicious!】

[Xiao Bailong, you have to pass through Lijiang when you return to Spring City, right? Send me some mangoes.]

[I want apples! Those apples from Xiaoliangshan are really sweet! Can you send a small box of apples? 】

[I think drinking some Pu'er after a meal is very comfortable and relieves tiredness. Can I send some Pu'er? 】

He Huan was speechless: Master Feng has urged me. You have all arrived in Spring City, and I am still buying things for you in Shangri-La!

Everyone: Ah!

Then he said: Who told you not to take us shopping!

[Yes! I just said that we lacked something on this trip! We didn’t buy anything!]

[Xiao Bailong! If you didn’t bring us to buy it, you have to send it to us!]

He Huan: I am a tour guide! Not a courier!

【Hahaha……】

【Send it, send it】

He Huan sighed, feeling tired, "This group seems to have been sent away but not yet sent away."

Several tourists looked at him, holding back laughter and not daring to speak.

After returning to the hotel, he told them not to go out wandering around again, and waited for the hotel to drop them off, and then set off back to Spring City with Master Feng.

This time, the tourists sent him off and hugged him again and again. It felt like Xiaobailong saved them hundreds of thousands!

As the tourist bus drove all the way to Lijiang, He Huan still wanted to fulfill the tourist's wish and called He Mei: "He Mei, isn't your home from Huaping?"

"Um."

"Help me send a few boxes of mangoes from Huaping to tourists."

"OK!"
To be continued...