In the specialty products hall of the Ethnic Affairs Commission Beijing Office, Xiao Wang was showing the customers how to eat the spicy mixed lamb offal:
"Look, there's a little notch along the edge of this bag. Just tear gently here, and it opens. The bag is sturdy and doesn't split easily, so the contents won't spill out.
"But to make it easy to open, they designed this little notch. Convenient, isn't it?
"Once you open it, look inside. There are two things: one is the vacuum-packed mixed lamb offal, which also has a notch on its bag. The other is a folded piece of toilet paper, for wiping your hands when you eat."
After Xiao Wang's demonstration, the customers really did find the packaging thoughtful. Some were already considering buying it. After all, the bag was so sturdy that they could use it to hold something else afterward.
Plastic bags were not ordinary, disposable things back then. For ordinary people, they had plenty of uses.
Of course, even thirty or forty years later, collecting plastic bags remained a hobby for some middle-aged and elderly people. Who knew whether it was a fixed habit left over from the material shortages of this era?
So a sturdy plastic bag that remained usable after being torn open only at the top was another selling point.
The Beijing Office might mainly handle hospitality, but at certain times, these specialty products could be quite useful too.
Meanwhile, in the Purchasing Station's reception room, Liu Gaolou was figuring out how to eat his bag of mixed lamb offal.
It was really good, and well designed. A little spicy, but tolerable.
At least it was not like the beef jerky from before, which required endless chewing and wore out his jaws.
Everyone had their own tastes.