Qiao Xuejun came out of the oil refinery production room, feeling dizzy and unconscious from the foul smell inside.
It's horrible, the smell.
All the production workers inside wear special gas masks and airtight protective clothing, which completely isolates them from the special odor in the air.
It was like a slaughterhouse in there, the carcasses of sea fish were dissected and then divided into three assembly lines: the main line was the flesh and fat that could be refined into oil, which were sorted out and then cut again, and then sent to the furnace to extract the oil and residue.
The oil here is blue oil.
The meat that does not produce oil but is edible will be dried, ground into meat powder, and added to military rations as a supplement.
Inedible organs and meat are thrown directly into septic tanks to become raw materials for fermenting biogas for power generation. The same is true for the residue left after oil refining.
These are the three production lines: blue oil, edible meat meal, and biogas power generation.
The main point is not wasted at all.
The furnace for boiling blue oil also burns blue oil.
Qiao Xuejun took a special look.
The boiler for boiling blue oil is very large, a round iron pot one meter high. Blue oil is burning under the pot. It is just a small can, but it can burn continuously. Qiao Xuejun stood there for 10 minutes, and it seemed that the blue oil was not consumed at all.
Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and came out with Zhao Xian.
"How is it, Teacher Qiao?" Zhao Xian took Qiao Xuejun to a place far away from the production area before asking her, "Did you see it clearly?"
Qiao Xuejun: "I...vomit."
She was clearly wearing a mask, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she felt the smell entering her mouth again and almost vomited.
After reading this, Qiao Xuejun felt that the production of blue oil was not a job that anyone could do. If she did this in her shelter, she would die from the stink.
She is a farmer and has done composting and manure collecting work, but the taste is just not on the same level as this one.
I really admire the production staff of the First Base.
Zhao Xian looked at Qiao Xuejun helplessly as she covered her chest and felt nauseous. He then took her outside and walked all the way to the gate of the base. The night breeze blew outside, and Qiao Xuejun felt better.
Zhao Xian: "This is for you."
Qiao Xuejun looked over and saw that Zhao Xian was holding an ordinary Wahaha mineral water bottle filled with blue oil.
Zhao Xian: "You didn't look at it for long today. Take this back and try it out, and you'll understand."
Qiao Xuejun was stunned for a moment, then reached out to take the bottle: "Thank you."
Zhao Xian: "Let's try the deal you mentioned. One hundred liters for 100,000 kilograms of grain."
This deal is not very cost-effective. But for Zhao Xian, there are few people who can produce the same amount of food as Qiao Xuejun. It is not that there are no such people. There are also some merchants and survivors who have been engaged in related food work before the end of the world.
But Qiao Xuejun is different, she is essentially a producer.
As long as there are people, there will be subsequent production. The base cooperates with such people for the future.
Zhao Xian: "Sign a contract?"
Qiao Xuejun: "No need, just go ahead if you say so."
A contract is a means of safeguarding the law and order. Now the order is in chaos, or in other words, the person who maintains order in the southwest region is Zhao Xian. Signing a contract with him depends on whether he is willing to recognize it.
Now that Qiao Xuejun has had several experiences with Zhao Xian, she chooses to trust him as a person.
There is no better choice than Zhao Xian.
Zhao Xian: "As you can see, there are only 50 liters of blue oil now, and we are still boiling it later. I can only give you 25 liters at the moment, or you can give me food in proportion."
"I'll give it to you in batches later, and you also have to give me the food in batches."
Qiao Xuejun thought about the blue oil she saw in the production area, which was indeed less than 100 liters. If Zhao Xian only gave her 25 liters of blue oil, then she would give her a kilogram of grain according to the proportion.
Qiao Xuejun nodded in agreement: "Okay."
Zhao Xian: "Then tomorrow morning, I will send someone to your place to get food. What is it, potatoes?"
Qiao Xuejun nodded: "Yes."
She paused and looked straight at Zhao Xian: "Speaking of hauling things, Lord Zhao, what about you hijacking my cargo truck?"
Zhao Xian frowned, not quite understanding what Qiao Xuejun was talking about.
Ren Wangwang, who was listening, stepped forward and reminded Zhao Xian in a low voice, "Captain, that... flat-head heavy truck. Park it at the foot of the mountain. Ask the engineering department to drive it away."
Zhao Xian suddenly remembered that this really happened. It was the first day he came back. He thought the thing had no owner, so he just dragged it away.
He didn't think anything of it at the time. In fact, from his point of view, it didn't matter if there was an owner. What he was doing now was to concentrate resources and mobilize forces from all parties, which was also a legitimate behavior. For him, it was only about whether the base needed it or not, no matter who was willing or not.
But, that truck belonged to Qiao Xuejun.
Zhao Xian: "I was too abrupt in this matter. It was an accident. Teacher Qiao wants to drive away. He can drive anytime. It's hard to park in Qingli Mountain. You can also park here anytime. I will take care of it for you. No management fee is required."
Qiao Xuejun smiled and said, "Management fee? I saw you guys drove my car to transport things when you were on a mission. I should ask you for the car rental fee."
Zhao Xian: “…”
Bringing this matter up now, I am indeed not in the right.
"By the way," Zhao Xian changed the subject in an unsubtle way, "You said you approached Deputy Wu before, but he rejected you?"
Although this topic change was very abrupt, Qiao Xuejun also cooperated and nodded: "Yes. He rejected me very firmly. He told me to hunt sea fish myself if I needed blue oil, because he was afraid that I would take advantage of him."
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