Chapter 2667 Encountering a Stranger in the Forest

Bi Gou glanced at Li Yi: "How much does a piece of film cost now? It doesn't count as technology."

"Technology is mastered by people, and those who master the technology have high labor costs. My technology is free, and skilled craftsmen are always valuable."

Li Yi corrected Bi Gou's erroneous thinking. Technology does not require money and anyone can master it?

I will give you the drawings, a complete set of drawings of the gasoline engine, can you make them? Even I can't.

I'll take a color photo for you to see. Can you tell if there's anything wrong with it? I can.

"There has to be a cost." Bi Gou did not dwell on this issue.

“The cost of materials, black and white film is six yuan a piece, which can buy two bushels of indica rice and one bushel of wheat.

The photo paper costs two yuan, and the cost of developing and printing depends on how much it is processed at one time, usually around three yuan.

It’s cheaper to use more, so if you don’t change one inch of photo paper, you should make full use of it and print a full piece of photo paper at a time.

Color film costs 30 yuan, and photo paper costs more than 7 yuan to develop. "

The cost quoted by Li Yi is high, and the cost will become lower and lower in the future.

"It's not expensive. With one million yuan, you can take a color photo of all the people in the Tang Dynasty. Calculated by the cost of equipment, the cost of renting a shop, and the labor cost."

When Bi Gou talked about one million yuan, his tone was light and airy, as if he had taken out one hundred coins himself.

Lu Huaishen, Yao Chong and Zhang Shuo glanced at Bi Gou but said nothing.

One million yuan, isn't it expensive? Do you know how we lived when we were prime ministers?

Li Yi nodded, indeed, one million yuan is enough, and if it is ready to be rolled out, Zhuangzi started to put on the production line.

Invest 100,000 yuan first to build a production line, and the cost of film, potion, and photographic paper will be reduced at once.

"Brother Yi, start promoting it. If you can't save the years, you must at least keep the most beautiful fragments." Li Longji is young in literature.

"Okay!" Li Yi agreed. He actually believed that the best things are in his heart, and he didn't like to keep photos.

Just like when he was writing poems since he was a child, he never kept any manuscripts. He couldn't remember most of them and sold them to scrap paper collectors along with other books.

Zhuangzi wants to invest in equipment and make more things, including cameras, flashlights, and batteries.

People are getting richer and richer, celebrating birthdays, getting married, and leaving behind precious color photos.

You don’t need it after you die, that one is seven-inch black and white, more expensive, and the dead person’s money is easy to make.

Seven-inch personal color photos are too expensive and people won’t take them.

A seven-inch color wedding photo costs 100 yuan, isn’t it cheap?

Black and white portraits cost three hundred dollars. If you don't put one, it means you are not filial.

Otherwise, why would anyone sell themselves to bury their father or mother?

Selling oneself does not mean asking you to help dig a hole and bury it with a roll of straw mat. You are not needed for that.

When you buy it, you have to lay out the complete funeral set and choose the right coffin.

With Xiaolan's appearance and figure, if you buy one, you will have to attend the dojo for at least seven or forty-nine days.

If you don't do it, there will be people willing to pay for it.

However, there was no such situation during the heyday of the Tang Dynasty. If there was no money, the court would subsidize funeral arrangements.

"Let's see how it turns into a photo." Song Jing suggested that he wanted to understand the whole process.

The group goes to a separate area where they are in charge.

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In the same afternoon, in the jungles of the southwestern region, teams dispersed to look for things.

The temperature is high and the humidity is high. Mushrooms are growing. The soldiers of Zhechong Prefecture are responsible for picking mushrooms. They pick them when they see them, regardless of whether they are poisonous or not.

We agreed to pick out the poisonous ones from the album when we get back, and bring the poisonous ones to Zhuangzi, who might be able to use them.

Local dogs don't need anyone to teach them. The hounds teach them how to work, and they are directly punished if they don't obey.

Black Spot is next to the most powerful mountain guard dog. It is smart and can learn it as soon as possible.

The boys climbed mountains and ridges together without complaining.

Pieces of black truffles were found and put into tactical backpacks.

There are ten female wild boars in the ten teams. They are the most unlucky. They go up the mountain, smell something they like, and run to dig.

As soon as it was dug up, the hunting dog was patted aside, refused to accept, fell down and bit him.

The other dogs began to dig out the black truffles, waiting for someone to collect them, then let go of the wild boar and continued...

It's still cold in Luoyang. The forest here is damp and stuffy. It's not just hot. People are sweating constantly and replenishing water.

"Stay in the mountain tonight, find a campsite in advance, arrange the camp and food for the night, and then search again."

The blind man looked at the boy and the local dog pack and realized that he could go no further.

Untrained dogs do not know how to save energy and often do useless work.

The hounds in the team are always in good condition and can hunt prey for several days and nights, and they will adjust themselves.

Half an hour later, the team gathered by a small stream, surrounded by several well-positioned large trees.

Everyone cleared the shrubs on the ground, dug a hole downwind with a military shovel, put the relatively dry leaves in, and then placed the naturally fallen branches.

Cut other thick branches into segments, light the leaves in the pit, smoke will rise, and flames will burst out. Put the thick branches in, burn them and then bury them with soil.

I collected the prey I caught along the way, sorted through the internal organs, and threw the edible ones to the dogs.

The ten pigs helped themselves to the bamboo shoots and ate the mushrooms when the dogs didn't follow.

Some people went out to continue looking for black truffles, while the remaining people chopped bamboo, leaving lengths of bamboo at both ends. UU reading www. uukanshu.net

Dig a small hole in one section, put in the japonica rice you brought, and stuff it with the meat of the collected wild animals into small pieces.

Then fill the stream with water and plug the small holes with bamboo wedges.

The local Zhechoufu people watched, and someone couldn't help asking: "You can do it too?"

"How fresh! Luoyang and Chang'an have bamboo, we have to go up the mountain." A hunter answered.

Having a hunter's hut doesn't mean that we don't use local materials. Hunters have strong survival skills.

"We don't need to ask, we are Yulin Flying Cavalry, and we have received special training.

We are familiar with jungles, grasslands, hills, swamps, snow-capped mountains, glaciers, isolated islands, Gobi, deserts and other environments.

We are an all-weather, all-terrain force, and we learned how to survive while playing."

As the Yulin Flying Cavalry talked, they looked like they were about to cry, as if they had some past...

'Alas,' the Yulin Flying Cavalry next to them sighed almost at the same time.

'Woof' 'Swoosh! ' 'Puff! '

A dog barked in the sigh, a mountain dog jumped up, a knife flew out, and another mountain dog jumped up and landed.

A venomous snake that jumped down from a tree was pressed under the claws of the second mountain dog, and there were many small flying knives on its head.

The first mountain dog missed and ran back after landing.

"I didn't cooperate well. I almost hurt the dog. It reacted too quickly." The Yulin Flying Cavalry who drew his sword was depressed.

"It was only one foot away. It would use its claws to hit it. If it hits, it will only hurt its front limbs." Hu Feng comforted him.

Black Spot was watching from the side, suddenly jumped up, imitated others' movements, and then jumped again...

'Woof woof woof...' The sound of a dog barking suddenly came.

"Someone is coming? Yes! There are people, our dogs are barking too, there are quite a few people."

Shi Xiazi put down the bamboo tube and picked up the automatic rifle. When going out, these hunters are well-equipped and have practiced shooting in the village.