Leng Yuhu got into the car, and Lin Tao introduced to Luo Chaoyang and others: "This one I grew up with and is also my partner Leng Yuhu, who is in the fruit business. Now he should have been involved in the dried fruit industry? Yuhu, this one is Luo Chaoyang, this one is Ding Jun, this one is Yuhui, they are all employees of our company, so we will go for an inspection with us."

Leng Yuhu sat in the passenger seat and greeted Luo Chaoyang and others. Lin Tao drove along the Tuwuda High-level Highway to the city.

"Xiao Tao, have you been there?" Seeing Lin Tao changing the roads familiarly, Leng Yuhu looked admired: "I have been in Dihua for several months, and I haven't been familiar with the roads here!"

Lin Tao smiled and said, "I have been here for four years at least. OK, let me tell you what you think!"

Luo Chaoyang looked at the two people in front of him curiously. At first, he always thought that Lin Tao was the second generation, and his family paid for money to do business, or had a background behind him. After working in Xingnong Supermarket, he found out that Lin Tao started from scratch and reached such a large scale. However, he only knew that Lin Tao had Xingnong Agricultural Infossage Supermarket, although it was a chain. Now a partner suddenly appeared and still made fruits, so he was more curious.

"I listened to you, rented a cold storage in Dihua, and then started storing fruits. During this period, Leng Yuhu began to talk about the reason why he called Lin Tao here: "I went to Chang'an and Luoyang and other places. When the people there heard that I came from Xijiang, they asked me if I had raisins. I was curious, so I went to the local dried fruit market to inquire. Good guy! A pound of raisins costs more than ten yuan! Our place is near Dihua Railway Station, which is relatively expensive, and ordinary raisins only cost one kilogram! So I thought this was a good business! People who were doing dried fruits and fruits over there heard that I could get this, and they all said that as long as the quality is good and the price is appropriate, they would eat as much as they come!"

Lin Tao smiled. He knew that raisins were indeed very common dried fruits in Western Xinjiang, but at this time, there were not many raisins in the mainland. In other words, although ethnic minority people carried sacks to the mainland to sell raisins in the 1980s, in fact, raisins, consumables, were far from saturated in the local area. Even in the next century, raisins still had a large market.

However, Lin Tao did not think that it was not very interesting to let Leng Yuhu go to the mainland with raisins on his back, and it was easy to ruin the reputation of raisins. Just like the Mariner's candy cake, it fell into the hands of people with bad character, and good things would be rumored to be damaged.

"Don't worry, let's go to the origin of the raisins first." Lin Tao said while driving: "Since we have decided to do it, we can't make small fuss. Not only do we have to make raisins, but if other dried fruits are suitable, we also have to go in. This time I will pull you up and take a look together."

Turpan is located in the central part of Western Xinjiang Province, a prefecture-level city and is famous for its grape production. Because of its high annual average temperature, it is also known as "Huozhou". The famous Flame Mountain in Journey to the West is here.

However, compared to Flame Mountain, what foodies are more concerned about is the grapes here.

The grape gorge in Turpan is a canyon about 7 kilometers long from north to south and about 2 kilometers wide from east to west. The grape gorge is famous both at home and abroad for its abundant high-quality grapes. It mainly grows seedless white grapes, as well as 13 varieties such as the horse red grape Kashgar Rigaganso, which produces nearly 10,000 tons of fresh grapes annually, and there are also a large number of raisins.

When passing by Turpan by train, many people can see many houses with holes on the walls not far from both sides of the railway. This is the famous drying room. The raisins dried in the drying room are the greenest food. The grape festival is every year on August 20th. When tourists arrive here, they can taste the best grapes.

On the way, Luo Chaoyang and Lin Tao drove a short distance and arrived at Turpan City.

"The temperature here is higher than Dihua!" Leng Yuhu's first thing he did after getting off the car was to feel the temperature: "No wonder it's called Huozhou!"

"Let's go, go to the hotel first, and go directly to the countryside tomorrow." Lin Tao said: "The season is wrong now, and I don't know if we can meet good products! But at night, wash your feet, wash off your socks, and put them on the radiator to dry!"

Others didn't say anything about Lin Tao's last strange instructions, but just did it.

After a hurry to finish breakfast the next day, Lin Tao drove to the countryside.

"Mr. Lin, have you been here?" Luo Chaoyang saw Lin Tao driving as if he was familiar with the road, so he asked curiously: "I know the place? I asked about it last night. Most of the people who come here to buy raisins are going to the city's wholesale market..."

"There are mixed places, not what we are looking for." Lin Tao said while driving: "If you want to eat the most authentic raisins, you have to go to the countryside. I have classmates here and have been here. But he is working in other places now, so it's hard to contact us."

Lin Tao has never been here in this life, but he has visited here a lot in his previous life. He has also heard of some bad merchants making counterfeit raisins. If he wants to push out the most authentic raisins, he naturally needs to find the best one!

First there is the asphalt road, then the sand and gravel road, and finally a dirt road. The dust rising up is flying all over the sky, like a dirt dragon passing through. This is a famous wind area in Western Xinjiang, and the flying dust is quickly blown away.

The car drove into a small village in the grape ditch. There were packed grape racks and hangers in the distance. Most of the houses in the village were built with adobe, which was very old.

When the car arrived at the entrance of the village, a dog rushed out of the village and followed the car and ran. Lin Tao's car kept driving to the back of the village and stopped at the entrance of a relatively large yard. The dog stopped following.

An old Uyghur man wearing a small flower hat was washing his hands at the door. Lin Tao got out of the car and asked, "Old man, is Huo Jia here?"

"Are you looking for Hoga?" the old man asked in not very pure Mandarin: "He has gone to the drying room and will come back later... Are you here to buy raisins?"

"Yes!" Lin Tao said with a smile: "I heard that there are the best raisins here, so we are here!"

"Okay, okay!" The old man smiled and said, "Come in! There are still cantaloupes left at home, come and try them!"

"There are still Hami melons at this time?" Yu Hui was a little curious and puzzled: "It's almost the end of the year!"

"The locals have a way to preserve melons." Lin Tao whispered: "Don't underestimate the wisdom of the working people!"

After entering the yard, Lin Tao saw that it was a traditional Uyghur courtyard. The vines on the grape trellis had been collected. Although the green was gone, the courtyard was cleaned up. The bed under the grape trellis was pulled aside, and various labor tools were placed neatly, and a smell of milk smell came out.
Chapter completed!