Zhou Yan, who was lazily looking up at the blue sky, turned back slowly: "My father-in-law is planning to babysit for us!"
"What are you thinking about? You haven't even written your horoscope yet?"
Qin Ruoshu rolled her eyes, pulled up a bench, sat down in front of Zhou Yan, unfolded her down jacket, and put her hand in...
There should be screams here...
My uncle was enjoying himself secretly on the sidelines.
The continental shelf offshore Dongyang is gentle, there are no sea ridges, the seafloor currents are simple, and the types of marine fish are relatively simple. Yellow croaker, hairtail, and blue and white are the most common, and some more rare marine fish, such as grouper and red snapper, etc.
There are few fishing records.
In winter, most marine fish migrate south of the Tropic of Cancer. Even if Zhou Yan and Qin Fangyuan used long-term fishing lines and "heavy-flavor" bait, their harvest was still very pitiful: after working for a long time, they only caught a few black snapper and "underage" fish.
Sea bass.
"It's about fishing, not about the fish."
This is my father-in-law’s quibble about the fishing harvest from this trip.
Boating on the sea was supposed to be a romantic thing, but after just two hours, the card players in the cabin couldn't sit still...
"Brother, let's go back!"
In the afternoon, the cultural tourism project investigation team arrived at the hotel. Taking advantage of the evening buffet, Zhou Yan shook his head and explained to the team members.
Although he was a stranger, Zhou Yan’s relatives and friends only thought he was a helpful employee and didn’t think much about it.
Qin Ruoshu, who had been attending Xinghan for nearly half a year, knew that things were not that simple when he saw the company's class teacher, the executive vice president of the architectural design institute, accountants, intellectual property lawyers, and the backbone of the security department.
"Husband, Li Xin and the others are coming this time..."
Zhou Yan raised his head and glanced at his parents who were eating and chatting in the distance, and sighed slightly: "I'll tell you some bad news. The information on the cultural tourism project you worked on in the autumn has been leaked..."
"This..." Qin Ruoshu's eyes widened, and after thinking for a while, he breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, the project hasn't started yet..."
"This is the first large-scale project that my wife has participated in. No matter what happens," Zhou Yan smiled and put the peeled shrimp on the plate in front of Qin Ruoshu, "I have to give you an explanation..."
"Um……"
The next day, January 4th, i.
Originally, my cousin planned to set the date on this day, but because it was not a good day on the almanac, he had to cancel it.
After breakfast, Li Xin led the team to the municipal building.
After Zhou Yan enjoyed breakfast comfortably, he led Cheng Lidong and a group of interested relatives and friends to the prepared vegetable factory near the development zone.
The garden-style factory building and steel structure frame are quite friendly for design and construction. Less than three months after the project was initiated, not only the factory building has been completed, but also the equipment has been debugged.
When everyone arrived, the factory had already started trial operation.
It was the first time for many people to enter a food production factory. Therefore, they went through layers of disinfection, put on protective equipment and entered the production line. After seeing the production line, they were all stunned.
There are very few workers in the workshop, and occasionally there are a few workers who are protected by layers of protection, but they are just watching the monitors in boredom.
On the production line, all kinds of raw materials, like the most basic raw meat, are turned into slices of meat, fried and other processes, and finally mixed with auxiliary ingredients, turned into vacuum-packed pre-made dishes.
Among the group of people, Cheng Lidong was not too surprised: the side dishes of Huimin Fast Food are also made in this way, but with a little more labor.
After going around in a circle, Zhou Yan asked the workshop director to lead a group of people to see the food preprocessing workshop, while he took Cheng Lidong to the food testing center at the end of the factory.
"Mr. Zhou, the food quality test has been carried out for half a month. So far, the situation is good. In order to detect bacterial colonies..."
Zhou Yan nodded with satisfaction and looked back at Cheng Lidong: "Director Liu, let someone bring a batch of samples over, just one bag of each kind..."
After getting the sample, the first thing Cheng Lidong paid attention to was naturally the ingredient list: ingredients, seasonings, and food additives...
However, after looking at several samples in a row, Cheng Lidong didn't find what he wanted. He turned around and looked at Zhou Yan in surprise: "Brother, don't lie to me. Without those additives, how can food be preserved at room temperature?
Long?"
Factory Manager Liu who was accompanying him was delighted: "Mr. Cheng, this is our company's unique skill..."
"Mr. Zhou?"
"Actually," Zhou Yan stared at Cheng Lidong with a smile, "the principle is very simple, but also a bit scary..."
"What kind of scary trick?" Cheng Lidong was puzzled.
"Do you know the principle of mummy embalming?"
"Mummy?" Cheng Lidong's eyes widened and he stared at Zhou Yan for a while before tentatively asking, "Spice?"
"The spices in the ingredient list are for preservatives..."
"You..." Cheng Lidong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "You let people know..."
"The mummy was borrowed just to let you understand the principle," Zhou Yan sighed, "Actually, the preservation of spices is far from simple. We must not only ensure the preservative effect, ensure the flavor of the food, but also ensure the safety of the food..."
"I knew..." Cheng Lidong's face looked much better now, "You must have a way..."
"Of course, this is just a temporary measure..." Zhou Yan smiled bitterly, "Spices are not cheap, and their shelf life is relatively short. It is only one month at room temperature. There is currently no way to promote it on a large scale..."
"Normal temperature, currently?" Cheng Lidong himself is a food processor, so how could he not understand the restrictions in Zhou Yan's words?
"By the way, the recipe for spices?"
"This is no longer here," Zhou Yan's eyes flashed. "They are all automated production lines. The finished products are all distilled liquids with complex composition and many types of ingredients. There is absolutely no possibility of being cracked..."
Just kidding, if someone cracks the unique skill of Mila the Blue-Eyed Tiger - the Spice Inequality, then Zhou Yan will really wonder if the world is about to be revived.
Most of the spices are medicinal materials. If the proportion is not mastered, the mixture will be poison.
After the "spice" is added to the prepared dish, a series of reactions occur. Moreover, there are other spice ingredients in the prepared dish. It is impossible to deduce the original ingredients from the final product...
After listening to Zhou Yan's explanation, the stone in Cheng Lidong's heart finally fell to the ground: the spice card has been played, and the joint venture's prepared vegetable factory will soon become an industry.
Everyone who visited at noon wanted to taste the pre-made dishes, but Zhou Yan refused.
"Are you kidding?" Zhou Yan's face turned a little dark, "These gadgets have not passed the safety inspections of relevant agencies and have not received the safety approval mark yet!"
"Brother Yan, I can trust you..."
"Don't mention..."
Although he was not able to taste the products on the production line, when several high school classmates left, Zhou Yan gave everyone a box of prepared dishes without "spices" and preservatives that had a shelf life of only one week.
Cheng Lidong, who had settled his worries, returned to Yunzhong after lunch.
Zhou Yan, along with his father and mother, returned to his hometown in the countryside. Together with his wife, they lived a life of "clothes come to hand, food comes to open mouth".
The investigation team that stayed in the city, with the cooperation of the city, quickly discovered the source of the leaked plan: the brother-in-law of Zhou Jialingqian Village Party Secretary Zhou Chuanjian, who worked in the land department and was currently working on a sewing machine in a free single dormitory...
When Li Xin asked for his opinion, Zhou Yan just replied lightly: "The family must be in order..."
