In the fruit wine brewing workshop, looking at the light green liquid flowing in the transparent pipes, the workshop is filled with a sour smell of fermentation.
I can't say it smells good, but looking at the light green liquid makes me feel good.
Cao Yixin licked his lips. He had the urge to lie down on the pipe and take a sip.
"Uncle, is this how fruit wine is produced?" He looked at the equipment in front of him in surprise.
This is just a part of it. The equipment as a whole is so big that a person standing in front of it is about the same as a small ant.
Cao Yichuan stood in front of the equipment and looked at the liquid flowing slowly in the pipe. He also deliberately looked back along the pipe to study how the liquid was made.
"Is it the same as juicing at home?" Cao Yichuan thought to himself.
It really made him see this link.
The washed and peeled kiwi fruit entered the next pressing process. Cao Yichuan seemed to be able to see the moment when the peeled kiwi fruit was pressed into powder. After several filtering processes, each filter became finer than the last.
The slag screened out after being squeezed is transported out through other discharge pipes.
The dregs and cut peels have other uses. They will be transported to Cao Shujie's own farm, and then the dregs and peels after pressing the fruits will be mixed with feed for the cattle to eat.
In a sense, the life of these cows is really good, and their vitamin supplements are also very timely. Even because they eat a lot of these fruits for a long time, the meat of the cows has a faint fruity aroma.
And this is also a major selling point of Cao Shujie’s cattle raising.
Others would like to learn it, but the cost is too high and they cannot afford to copy it.
But in Cao Shujie's case, this is a perfect utilization of waste.
This is also the reason why Zhongcheng Breeding Cooperative knows that the cattle raised by Cao Shujie's breeding method have a higher selling price, but they dare not imitate it. The cost is too high and they cannot afford it.
Cao Shujie has turned his industry into an alternative and perfect closed loop.
Even when he first started working in these industries, he never expected that he would reach this stage. However, after several subsequent investments were implemented, Cao Shujie suddenly realized that he knew what to do and always worked hard in this direction.
Brothers Cao Yichuan and Cao Yixin did not know this, and even if it was explained to them, they would not understand it.
But Cao Shujie still told the brothers in his own way, which made them stunned for a while.
I also felt that what my uncle said was very profound.
They were a little confused and tried to clear their heads of other thoughts and write down everything their uncle said first.
After leaving the fruit wine production line, the two brothers followed their uncle to the juice production line. The overall situation was similar, but at the end of the equipment, they drank some juice on the spot.
It still tasted similar to what they drank before. The sweetness was not that high and it was slightly bitter. The two brothers were doubtful. They raised this point and asked Cao Shujie what was going on. Then they heard Cao Shujie tell them that it was pure fruit.
press……
After Cao Shujie finished explaining this process, the two brothers became even more confused, but they also understood that the juice they drank tasted very good, was very sweet, and had no bitter taste, which was most likely blended with various seasonings.
"We can't control other people, but you two can't drink if you can. Drinking too much of that stuff is not good for your health." Cao Shujie said to his two nephews in a serious voice.
This is no joke. Data shows that the incidence of diabetes is increasing year by year, and the growth rate is getting faster and faster. The actual figures are shocking.
The most critical factor has a lot to do with people's eating habits.
Those drinks, so-called juice, milk tea, etc. have a lot to do with it.
After coming out of the juice production workshop, they went to the preserved fruit production line. Starting from the source process, they saw the fruit being processed into pieces of preserved fruit through multiple processes. The brothers just felt that this production process was amazing.
They also like to eat this food. It feels chewy and different from just eating fruit. It has a lot of flavor.
But I didn't expect it to be produced like this.
"How was it? What did you two learn?" Cao Shujie asked them.
The two brothers were still immersed in the three sets of production techniques they just saw. They didn't come back to their senses. They just felt that they had experienced a different world when they followed their uncle here today.
At that time, they had a lot of things on their minds, all aspects of it.
There is no doubt that coming with my uncle today really broadened their horizons and increased their knowledge. In the process of chatting with my uncle, they more or less heard something different from what they heard in class.
Knowledge.
It's hard to say which one is more useful. Cao Yichuan feels that just because they are in different positions now, they will only instinctively select and absorb knowledge that is beneficial to them.
Unconsciously, it was noon. Cao Shujie felt hungry after walking all morning.
He called brothers Cao Yichuan and Cao Yixin to go to the restaurant for lunch.
On the way there, the two brothers didn't speak. They kept silently looking at the factory buildings passing by, watching the workers with smiles on their faces walking towards the restaurant, and watching their brother-in-law striding ahead like a meteor.
They also found that many people would nod and say hello when they passed by their uncle. Some people even said hello to them because they were following behind their uncle.
It made them feel weird, and they couldn't help but think of the idiom "a fox pretends to be a tiger's power" that they had learned before. Although they didn't use their uncle's identity to do anything, the meaning was similar to this time.
In the restaurant, the two brothers saw a variety of different dishes from Xuemeng Food Factory. If they hadn't followed their uncle in, it would have been hard for them to believe that a restaurant in a factory could cook so many different dishes.
There are normal big pot dishes, stir-fries, and special signature dishes. In addition, there are mung bean soup, millet porridge, and mutton soup.
"Uncle, are these porridges free?" Cao Yixin couldn't believe it.
He saw many people holding bowls to serve their own porridge, and no one was charging fees there, and there was no such thing as a credit card machine.
Cao Shujie nodded and told them to drink whatever they wanted.
"There are also eight-treasure porridge, pumpkin porridge, and egg soup. We change the dishes every day and try not to repeat them in a short period of time." Cao Shujie said this.
Brothers Cao Yichuan and Cao Yixin were stunned when they heard this.
Compared with here, some of the dishes cooked in their school cafeteria are really not even edible by dogs.
"You two will eat more later." Cao Shujie led them to the place where the dinner plates were picked up. They each took their plates, bowls and chopsticks and went to the window to wait in line.
During this process, the two brothers discovered that their uncle was also chatting with other employees, and the conversation was very lively.
The employees didn't seem afraid of him either.
This made them both amazed. They always felt that what they saw today was completely different from what they usually heard.
Needless to say, today was indeed an eye-opener.
After lunch, when the two brothers followed their uncle back to Caojiazhuang, they were still chattering in the car.
I'm so excited, I didn't expect to have such an experience today.
Back at Caojiazhuang, Cao Shujie was going to find Cao Jianlong, Liu Guoqiang and the others to discuss inviting a theater troupe. Cao Yixin and Cao Yichuan went home first.
As soon as they got home, they told their parents what they had experienced today.
"Dad, have you ever been to my uncle's company? Let me tell you, his company is really big. The equipment is so tall that I saw it even passed through the roof of the workshop. It's incredible."
"Mom, let me tell you, we also drank the freshly made juice, but it was not very delicious." The two brothers said something to each other, complementing each other's mistakes.
Zhang Yi and Ren Jingjing were happy from the bottom of their hearts when they heard their son's statement.
Regardless of whether they really learned something, just because they can say this means that they have actually seen it, which is more meaningful than reading it in a textbook 10 or 100 times.
At this time, the two sisters-in-law had no reason to refuse to let their son stay in their hometown for a longer period of time.
Apart from anything else, the fact that my son talks the same thing, at least shows that they have learned a lot.
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In the large conference room of the Caojiazhuang Village Committee, Cao Shujie, Cao Jianlong, Liu Guoqiang, Cao Shuchao, Lu Ping, Gao Changyin and others gathered here to discuss the troupe that Cao Jianlong and Liu Guoqiang had found.
There is only one opera troupe in the entire Pingyuan County, and they all know it.
Cao Jianlong and Liu Guoqiang jointly gave the price they learned to everyone present. After saying it again, they voted by a show of hands. This price was nothing to the wealthy Caojiazhuang Village Committee.
Seeing that no one objected, Cao Shujie told Cao Jianlong and Liu Guoqiang to negotiate the details with the troupe and sign a contract.
The rest is nothing.
"What kind of opera are they singing?" Cao Shujie asked.
"Mainly Peking Opera, I can also sing Huangmei Opera and Lotus Falling." Cao Jianlong told Cao Shujie.
After hearing this, Cao Shujie nodded and told them: "Uncle Long, Uncle Qiang, let's do this, let them go as fast as possible."
Cao Jianlong asked where it would be held?
This is indeed a problem.
It can be predicted that when the stage is set up for singing, many people from Caojiazhuang and nearby villages will come to watch, and a wave of people from the tourists who come to Caojiazhuang will also be willing to come and watch.
It won't work if the place is too small.
Six people were discussing together, and they couldn't use the large indoor conference room now.
It has to be in an outdoor space.
Cao Shujie specifically emphasized that on the day when the set starts and the stage is opened for singing, Cao Shuchao must do a good job in on-site safety protection.
Regarding this, Cao Shuchao also knew that he must not be careless. He quickly nodded in agreement and said that more people would be deployed there to ensure on-site security.
"Brother Chao, ask Zhuang Xuejian and Zhu Hongwei to support some of them and tell them it was me who said it." Cao Shujie said.
Cao Shuchao nodded: "Okay, don't worry."
After the meeting, Cao Shuchao went to Zhuang Xuejian and Zhu Hongwei to ask for someone.
The stage was set up at the junction of the south end of Caojiazhuang and Zhujiazhuang. There was an open space here, and next to it was the parking lot built by Zhujiazhuang.
This was originally a place used by the people of Zhujiazhuang to set up stalls, but now it has been donated to build a stage.
At first, the people of Zhujiazhuang did not agree, but when they heard that Caojiazhuang Market would be located here in the future, their objections disappeared.
Everyone knows that placing the market here is very convenient for Zhujiazhuang, and the people in their village can set up stalls nearby, which is also good for them.
…
When Cao Shujie returned home, his whole family was there. As soon as he walked in, Mengmeng asked him about singing.
He was still babbling and circling in circles, and finally asked him: "Dad, do you think I can learn it well?"
"Like, who did you learn it from?" Cao Shujie asked her.
Mengmeng happily pointed at Cao Zhenghu: "Grandpa taught me this. Grandpa also said he wanted to go see an opera performer."
Cao Zhenghu usually likes to listen to Peking opera, and this time it is really a coincidence.
"Grandpa, I will definitely get you a seat when the time comes." Cao Shujie said with a smile.
Cao Zhenghu laughed and asked him when he would sing?
"Uncle Long and Uncle Qiang have made an agreement with the theater troupe. They will come over to set up the stage tomorrow and start singing the day after tomorrow." Cao Shujie said.
This matter is not too urgent. It coincides with the summer vacation and many people come to Caojiazhuang to play. This time, the market and opera show can attract a wave of popularity in advance.
But it’s hard to say how many people still like to listen to opera.
…
That night, the Caojiazhuang Village Affairs Group received news that everyone knew about the opera singing the day after tomorrow.
Young people just go there to join in the fun, while older people have a special love for listening to operas.
Apart from that, what I like the most are those ignorant children. They know that a market is going to be held in the village. They will go to the market to buy toys and new clothes in the future, and they can go there by themselves by running out.
The little ones rushed to tell each other, fearing that their little friends would not know about it and would make appointments with a few people to join in the fun.
In the evening, someone came to see Mengmeng and asked her if she would go the day after tomorrow.
Seeing Mengmeng and her friends discussing their excitement about watching the show, Cao Shujie always felt that this seemed to be the most correct thing he did this summer vacation.
"Dad, Cao Heng and the others came to see me for the show. I will also sing a part then." Mengmeng waved her hand, turned her head, and made an angry look.
His hand also passed across his face, as if his face was changing, which made people laugh.
Cheng Xiaolin was made to laugh by her daughter, but her son Cao Yirui labeled her as a giggler.
"Dad, look at mom, why are you just giggling?" Cao Yirui curled his lips with a look of disdain.
Cao Shujie thought that you were not far away from being beaten.
Before going to bed at night, Cheng Xiaolin called her son twice to pick up the books thrown on the bed. The little boy was very stubborn and refused to collect them.
Cheng Xiaolin slapped him twice on the buttocks. Cao Yirui burst into tears with tears of grievance in his eyes.
"Don't cry. Just cry and swallow your tears." Cheng Xiaolin said with a straight face.
"I don't believe I can't deal with you anymore." Cheng Xiaolin said.
Cao Yirui bit his lip, not daring to cry.
But he still looked at his father with aggrieved eyes, so pitiful that Cao Shujie couldn't bear to look at him. (End of Chapter)
