"It's just unfortunate that our factory manager is supposed to receive you directly, but he's been sick lately, as you've seen. We make food here, and the factory manager doesn't want to come here. These days, people say that when someone is sick, there are germs. What if they get infected?"
Master Wang explained to them earnestly why the factory manager was not there.
People at this time are straightforward and don't care about shortchanging or being unconventional.
Meat buns used to be filled with real meat, and biscuits were filled with flour... and so on, unlike later generations where more and more processed products were gradually added.
Therefore, at this time, many people are very strict with their careers. For example, the factory manager, because he was sick, did not allow himself to set foot in the place where food was made.
Everyone was wearing the masks that Master Wang had just given them, and Fan Xiaofan and Da Dao both nodded in agreement.
Food doesn't need to be paid special attention to when it enters the mouth.
Because of his nervousness, Da Dao was afraid of not performing well, so he was very careful throughout the journey. He was fully aware of all the situations that might arise along the way and analyzed them with his focused attention.
After the tour was over, Mr. Wang led the group to a small conference room for a talk.
"Our factory is currently operating on this production model, and we only produce these kinds of products. What are your thoughts?"
As Master Wang spoke, he poured water for everyone. Gu Wenyan smiled and took over the task, saying, "Let me do it, let me do it. Our Master Wang would like to hear you speak more..."
Fan Xiaofan was thinking about the machine he had just seen. It was clear that its current working efficiency was not very fast. If it could be improved and production expanded, it could increase output significantly.
As for taste or food, she's not an expert.
Da Dao, being a master chef at the research institute, must have some skills. After walking around for a while, his initial excitement and nervousness subsided, and he began to explain in a logical and methodical manner the improvements to the compressed biscuits, including flavor, texture, shelf life, and so on...
Although he didn't work in this field before, some industries are interconnected. As chefs, they generally have the most sensitive sense of food, and food is their best friend.
Therefore, Da Dao has provided a lot of advice in this regard.
Fan Xiaofan quietly worked behind the scenes as a silent laborer, occasionally pouring a glass of water for Da Dao, whose throat was dry from talking.
In the end, both sides had a very pleasant conversation. As he was leaving, Master Wang solemnly said, "I will pass on your opinions to our factory manager..."
Da Dao and his group got back into the car to return to the research institute. He finally let out a long sigh of relief, which made everyone in the car laugh.
"Hey, what are you laughing at? I didn't embarrass our research institute just now, did I?"
Fan Xiaofan couldn't help but laugh and give a thumbs up, saying very seriously, "Not at all, you're amazing..."
Upon hearing this, Da Dao finally relaxed and slumped into the car seat, saying repeatedly, "That's good. It doesn't matter if I lose face, but I came here with the name of our research institute."
The honor of the collective cannot be compromised.
He took a deep breath to calm himself down, then scratched his head and looked at Fan Xiaofan, saying, "I've been too busy with me, Xiaofan. Is it okay to see what you want to do today? If not, we can find another excuse to come back."
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