Saturday arrived quickly, and thanks to the resumption of work, all the factories in Haishi were back to normal operation.
Shen Yanming and Bi Qiaoan had already found out about a factory early in the morning. After having breakfast, they went out to inquire about the situation.
To avoid making a wasted trip, the two filled their car with sweet potatoes and potatoes, planning to transport other grains after confirming the details.
The rain stopped on the third day, and now the sun is shining brightly, but the outdoor temperature is still so low.
And just as Shen Yanming had predicted, the sunlight had returned to normal, and the two of them had sunbathed several times without getting tanned again.
My colleagues in the office have all started to turn whiter. The news that the energy rain can make people whiter has spread like wildfire, and many people who can afford it have already restored their normal skin color.
Chatting and laughing all the way, the two arrived at a processing plant. Shen Yanming had inquired about it beforehand. The plant was small, but clean.
As soon as they got out of the car, the two saw a dozen or so people crowded around the factory office, all of them there to push cornmeal.
Before the two could even step forward, they heard a worker coming out of the processing workshop shout, "Number 5, do you need number 5 packaged?"
"Yes, yes, yes! 100 jin of cornmeal in regular packaging, and the rest in vacuum-packed 10 jin each!"
"Okay, we'll settle the bill based on the number of packaging bags you used in a bit."
"Okay!"
Bi Qiaoan raised an eyebrow. The service was quite good!
The two approached the receptionist, and Bi Qiaoan asked with a smile, "Hello, what agricultural products can be processed here, and what are the fees?"
"Here's a catalog for you to take a look at. Please note that we only handle processing and charge a processing fee; we do not sell any agricultural products," the clerk said with a gentle smile and a firm tone.
Bi Qiaoan nodded, then looked to the side and realized that they could process so many agricultural products!
Washing, milling, hulling, grading and packaging of wheat, rice and corn.
Things like dumpling wrappers, rice noodles, and other frozen foods and instant noodles made from grains.
All kinds of vegetables are processed into various dried vegetables, pickled vegetables, salted vegetables, and preserved vegetables.
Various fruits are made into dried fruit, canned goods, preserved fruit, candied fruit, and roasted nuts.
In short, they have a lot of capabilities; it just depends on whether you can provide the raw materials.
After seeing that Bi Qiaoan had looked at it carefully, the salesperson asked, "Do you need any of these services? If so, I'll give you a number tag, and we'll process your order according to the number."
If the processing type you choose cannot be completed on the same day, I will give you a slip and call you when it is finished. You can then bring the slip to pick up the finished product.
Bi Qiaoan glanced at Shen Yanming, and seeing that he didn't object, she said to the salesperson, "Okay, please give me a number, I'll go queue up first."
The clerk picked up a number plate marked 16 and handed it to Bi Qiaoan.
Bi Qiaoan glanced at it, then looked up and asked, "How long will it take before it's our turn?"
"It's hard to say. It's impossible to say how many people will process how many agricultural products, or what products they will process."
"You can ask the production line; who knows, maybe they'll have a free day on the lines you want to work on and it'll be your turn," the salesperson said with a smile.
"Okay, I'll go ask."
Shen Yanming and Bi Qiaoan got up and walked to the entrance of the production workshop. They looked at the worker guarding the door and asked, "Hello, we would like to push some cornmeal to make some sweet potato starch and potato starch. How long would it take?"
The worker picked up his notebook, glanced at it, estimated it, and said, "It will take at least an hour before it's your turn for cornmeal."
"As for sweet potato starch and potato starch, there's no work on the production line today. You can bring the raw materials and start working."
"Okay, let's go get the sweet potatoes and potatoes. Can we borrow that car by the door?"
The worker nodded and said, "Okay."
Shen Yanming and Bi Qiaoan walked to the door, pushed the car, and after pushing it to the parking lot, they took out several boxes of sweet potatoes from the back seat and trunk.
After the cart was full, Shen Yanming pushed it toward the production workshop, but when he pushed hard, he couldn't move it.
Seeing this, Bi Qiaoan bent down and gave the car a push. It turned out that it had just gotten stuck in a crack in the ground. Once the car was pushed up, it was easy to push.
Shen Yanming didn't ask Bi Qiaoan for help again. He slowly pushed the sweet potatoes to the workshop door and asked the worker at the door to help carry them inside.
Then, they went back to the parking lot to move it a second time.
After everything was transported back, Shen Yanming slumped onto a bench, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then called Ji Kangyong.
"Hello, Kevin Tsai, are you home?"
"I'm here, what's up?"
“Joan and I have processing plants on Changtong Road in Yanggao District. It’s pretty good here. We’ve already made a reservation. If you’re selling cornmeal, bring some corn on the cob.”
Upon hearing this, Ji Kangyong happily replied, "Okay, I'll go right away."
After hanging up the phone, Ji Kangyong called Zhang Heping.
This guy had just finished his shift last night and was catching up on sleep at home when he was woken up by a phone call.
Ji Kangyong didn't say much, just one sentence: "If you don't come down, I'll come up and pull your ears!" and that made Zhang Heping come down.
Zhang Heping knocked on Ji Kangyong's door and began to complain, "I only slept for two hours and you woke me up. Do you have any manners?!"
"Alright, stop arguing, bring the corn and come with me."
Where to?
"Yanming has already found some cornmeal for us; we're queuing up there right now."
Hearing this, Zhang Heping, no matter how dissatisfied he was, could only go and move the corn cobs.
In order to move more, the two of them drove two cars, and only went to the processing plant after they were completely full.
Shen Yanming and Bi Qiaoan had already cleaned the sweet potatoes and potatoes at home, so they could go directly to the production line now.
When Zhang Heping and Ji Kangyong arrived, the vermicelli production line was already running. And because of the samples provided by Shen Yanming and Bi Qiaoan, two more companies came to make vermicelli.
Shen Yanming greeted the young man at the workshop entrance once again and asked to borrow the small cart.
The group used this small cart to push the corn cobs from the two people's cart to the workshop entrance, one trip after another.
Because there were many people pushing cornmeal, and several people had to queue up, they unloaded the corn cobs into the designated area first.
Then, Shen Yanming told Bi Qiaoan to wait there while the three of them went home again and brought back the remaining corncobs and sweet potatoes.
Bi Qiaoan naturally agreed, but she was too bored staying alone in the processing plant, so she picked up her phone and started browsing Weibo.
During her interaction with everyone, Bi Qiaoan inadvertently revealed that she was waiting for news about promoting cornmeal, so many netizens asked Chacha Li about grain processing.
As Bi Qiaoan was answering everyone's questions, she heard someone shout from inside: "Number 16, where are your ingredients? It's your turn!"
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