Chapter 508 Leader, Please Help (Bug Fix): Is it really made in China?
Can waste cooking oil replace diesel oil as a combustion aid in grate furnaces for incinerating municipal solid waste?
The PhD student, the master's student and his sister, along with a software engineer, looked at each other blankly for a long time before finally answering, "I don't know."
Yes, yes, theoretically speaking, they all contain oil, and when oil burns, it burns incredibly fast and is not easily extinguished.
The problem is that none of the three professionals present had studied gutter oil, let alone conducted any related experiments.
The saying goes, "No investigation, no right to speak," so all they could say was, "I don't know."
Wang Xiao is a person who does what he thinks of.
Since we haven't studied this before, let's start studying it now.
If we haven't done the experiment before, let's start now.
The three men were dumbfounded. Finally, the oldest man, Ma, spoke on their behalf: "Shouldn't we find a restaurant to collect the gutter oil first?"
Junior Sister Wu waved her hand, her face serious: "No need, so many people eat in our school cafeteria, there's plenty of waste oil."
The three agreed to the idea, and then they began to discuss how to extract gutter oil from kitchen waste.
Wang Xiao was completely speechless. Without saying a word, he picked up his phone and called Zhang Junfei: "Can you buy gutter oil?"
The three tech guys were so embarrassed they wanted to dig a hole and disappear.
Why didn't they think of buying gutter oil directly? Mainly because stores don't sell that stuff.
Upon receiving the call, Zhang Junfei nearly jumped up on the spot, immediately swearing, "Boss, I absolutely did not use gutter oil! How could our Shanzhenhaiwei Restaurant possibly use that stuff?"
These days, high-end restaurants are making a killing. They specialize in delicacies from land and sea, and the cost of raw materials is the biggest expense.
Is he crazy, trying to save a little money on gas?
Wang Xiao never misses an opportunity to intimidate his subordinates, especially those in middle and senior management positions.
She said meaningfully, "Just because you don't want to save this money doesn't mean that the purchasing or management people don't want to earn this little bit. It may seem like a small amount, but it adds up to a lot of profit."
After scaring people, she got back to the point, "Alright, enough nonsense. Do you know where to buy gutter oil? Get some over here, it'll be useful."
Zhang Junfei hung up the phone with a pounding heart.
His secretary smiled and expressed her doubt: "Brother Zhang, I think the boss has a very good temper."
He had never seen the boss get really angry; at most, the boss would just say a few words.
Zhang Junfei rolled his eyes at him, and while searching for a number in his contacts, he sneered: "Since the group was founded, we have sent double-digit numbers of people to jail every year."
More people fall from grace in a single year than in an entire public sector, from top to bottom.
His secretary was someone he had only recently recruited in Shanghai, and she wasn't very familiar with things in other parts of the group, which led her to ask a silly question: "Why go to jail?"
“Corruption, kickbacks.” Zhang Junfei had already found the phone number and was shaking his head as he dialed it. “They kill them every year, but it never ends. They keep killing them every year.”
Wildfires cannot burn them all; they spring back to life with the spring breeze. But they must continue to burn.
He called the purchasing person, and his subordinate swore for a long time before finally admitting that someone selling gutter oil had indeed contacted him, but he absolutely did not take their goods.
When Zhang Junfei personally delivered the gutter oil to Tongji University, he randomly sampled several barrels of oil from the hotel's kitchen to have them tested.
Unfortunately, the lab where his boss worked didn't test for oils; they had to be sent to another lab.
Wang Xiao didn't care whether Zhang Junfei lived or died; he just stared at the gutter oil with curiosity.
Oh, don't say it.
This oil looks quite clear; at first glance, you can't tell it was extracted from swill.
Wang Xiao was particularly curious: "How is it refined? And how is it sold?"
Zhang Junfei felt like he was digging a hole for his boss, but he had no choice but to bite the bullet and answer: "It's just heating. What floats to the top is oil. After filtering, it looks like this. As for selling it, it's about 1,500 yuan per ton."
He also emphasized to the boss, "I asked them carefully, and they don't sell all of it to restaurants for cooking. Some restaurants buy it to use for heating oil in their wood-fired stoves, and others use it as lubricant."
Wang Xiao raised his eyebrows in surprise. "My God! I didn't expect China to have achieved biodiesel from gutter oil so early. If it can be used to make lubricant, then it's definitely biodiesel."
She turned to look at the professor's students, the doctoral students and the master's students, who all shook their heads in unison: "I don't know, I've never heard of it."
Goodness, are amateur scientists really that amazing? It makes all those years of studying seem like a joke.
"Don't listen to their bragging." The people from the lab next door brought over the receipt. You can't exactly do free oil testing like a saint, can you? The lab charges for it too.
The guy holding the receipt scoffed: "I'll do a test for you later, and you'll see. This kind of oil is full of impurities. If you use it as a lubricant, it will cause a lot of damage to machinery."
Xiao Gao eagerly pressed on, "Then what about using it to power a diesel stove?"
The man shaking his head again said, "It's even worse. It contains all sorts of impurities, and the environmental pollution from burning it is very serious. Think about it, the toxic fumes it produces float in the air and eventually land on the food. You end up eating it along with the food, right? What's the fundamental difference between that and eating it directly?"
Hmm, that does seem to make sense.
But this doesn't seem to have much impact on the boss, because the fuel it needs is burned along with the garbage anyway; it's actually part of the garbage.
How much pollution there is is not important at all, because the smoke produced will all undergo standardized filtration treatment.
This use of gutter oil actually boosted the boss's confidence.
As expected, the experiment proved that the combustion-enhancing effect of gutter oil was quite good on the test bench.
Ma Gong was so excited that his face turned red, and he repeatedly emphasized, "This is great, we should have thought of using this a long time ago."
Why do I say that? Because although international crude oil prices have remained at around $30, which is not expensive, diesel, as a refined oil product, is subject to government price controls, and its current selling price is about 2,000 yuan per ton.
There's a 500 yuan difference between 1500 and 2000 yuan.
Besides, they're taking a huge risk to refine gutter oil, so the profits must be substantial; fortune favors the bold.
That means its actual refining cost is lower than 1,500 yuan per ton.
Zhang Junfei is a very meticulous person, especially when faced with direct instructions from his boss, he really considers every possible aspect.
When asked about the cost of refining gutter oil, he could actually answer: "They collect gutter oil for 200 yuan per barrel and then refine it."
These small processing plants have surprisingly simple equipment and low processing costs, so they can naturally make huge profits.
That's settled then. As long as costs are controlled, everything else is negotiable.
Wang Xiao beamed and immediately made the decision: "Let's go, I'll treat you to a big meal today, at the Mountain Delicacies Restaurant. Manager Zhang, please make the arrangements."
Zhang Junfei finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Good heavens, if the boss goes to Shanghai twice in a row and doesn't eat at their Shanzhenhaiwei Restaurant, he'll suspect the boss is going to kill him, and he won't be able to sleep soundly at night.
He readily agreed: "Okay, no problem! I'll arrange it right away. Everyone should have a great time tonight!"
Lyuba listened silently from the side, secretly admiring Tang Yicheng for being the elder brother, even though Zhang Junfei had later become independent and supported his own business, he still protected the latter.
Tang Yicheng didn't forget to remind Zhang Junfei that even the boss no longer drinks.
Otherwise, under normal circumstances, between "eating to one's heart's content" and "playing to one's heart's content," there should also be "drinking to one's heart's content."
Wang Xiao drank quite heartily that night.
Even though she was drinking corn juice, it didn't stop her from feeling tipsy.
At the dinner table, while munching on prawns, she didn't forget to offer advice to the technical experts: "That straw waste incinerator you mentioned can actually be taken to the next level. Rice husks, do you know what rice husks are? They're the rice husks left after the rice has been threshed into grains."
Everyone present was speechless. Hey, boss, are you not sure? At least half of the people sitting at this table are from rural areas.
You're asking us if we know what rice husks are? That's completely upside down, you country bumpkin!
Of course, even if they had ten times the courage, they wouldn't dare to say it.
So Mr. Wang continued to talk on and on, feeling quite pleased with himself: "I used to see people in the countryside using rice husks to burn in stoves. The rice husks are so small that you don't even need to crush them. You can just mix them with the household garbage to increase the calorific value and make them burn better. Besides, nowadays people don't even want straw anymore, let alone rice husks to burn in stoves."
She proudly emphasized, "Moreover, the grain depot doesn't thresh all the grain at once; it does it in batches, which means the supply of rice husks is very stable, so there's no need to worry about running out of stock."
Well, that does sound quite reasonable.
The city's garbage is being hauled to the countryside; let's just solve the problem in the countryside as well.
But Ma Gong still raised a question: "What we need to solve is urban household waste, because from a global perspective, very few countries can use straw and rice husks as fuel for combustion like we do. Most countries are either industrial or agricultural, and they combine urban and rural waste. As a result, we have no way to export our technology and equipment."
That's why he's more optimistic about the improved grate furnace technology that uses gutter oil to replace fuel oil.
He has already figured out the next step: to find ways to improve the properties of waste cooking oil and minimize its damage to the spraying equipment.
The entire refining process also needs to be optimized because the raw materials for gutter oil contain impurities such as swill, which are already in a state of decay when they are retrieved. Water treatment is definitely not suitable; biogas treatment must be adopted.
This can also generate combustion-supporting gas.
Now that people's living conditions have improved and they don't have to worry about oil, every city has a lot of gutter oil. The technology of using simple refining to replace fuel oil to assist in the combustion of grate furnaces is very meaningful, at least for developing countries.
But it's hard to say about rice straw and rice husks.
Wang Xiao had just finished a mouthful of spicy stir-fried clams, and was so spicy that he had to drink corn juice.
She swallowed her drink and looked at Ma Gong strangely: "As long as it solves our problem, that's fine. We're a country that accounts for one-fifth of the world's population. We feel that all the rules are giving us the green light. We can definitely have our own unique characteristics."
My God! This is one-fifth of the world's population. There is no market in the world bigger than China right now.
Ma Gong paused for a moment, then nodded and smiled, "Then I'll trouble the professors from Jiangbei University to take care of it."
Hey! In the end, barring any unforeseen circumstances, it will still be their grate furnaces that are able to export and generate foreign exchange.
The delicious food was so good that Wang Xiao didn't return to the hotel until 10 p.m.
But instead of brushing her teeth, washing her face, taking a shower, and going to bed, she held the phone, sat in front of the hotel's floor-to-ceiling window, and gazed at the dazzling lights of Shanghai, talking incessantly into the microphone.
"My God, they are so clever!" she exclaimed repeatedly. "I never imagined that they would use straw instead of coal, saving both money and effort."
Ivanov was also amazed. The Chinese were so quick-witted that he admired them every time he heard their ingenious ideas—how could they come up with such a way to solve the problem?
Their thoughts are like water, capable of changing shape and even form at any time, and always able to reach their destination in various ways.
Wang Xiao chuckled, then said smugly, "I'm quite clever too! I actually thought of using gutter oil as a combustion accelerant. Let me tell you, although it's currently used in large quantities and has low added value, as long as the gutter oil recycling industry can survive legally and compliantly, it will have the profit to evolve its technology, further process it, and increase its added value. This is true for all industries, especially when there is insufficient financial support; only those that can survive on their own have a future."
Ivanov sighed, “God! Your Majesty, you are not only very smart, but you have always been the smartest. I swear to God, there is no one smarter than you.”
Wang Xiao was so happy that she rolled around on the sofa: "Really? Then I'm really amazing."
Haha, nobody dislikes being affirmed and praised.
She immediately decided, "Once my tests are complete here, I'll build a factory in Russia too. But does Moscow have any waste incineration plants right now?"
The main reason is that Russia is a vast country with a sparse population. Even megacities like Moscow have large areas of wasteland around them that are used as landfills, so perhaps they feel that garbage incineration is unnecessary.
Because Russia is an energy-rich country with no shortage of oil or natural gas, it has no need for waste incineration to supplement its energy.
Ivanov gave an affirmative answer: "Yes, last year Moscow built a new 'Ecologist' waste incineration plant in the Rudnevo district, which uses modern, fully automated, harmless thermal treatment technology for biological waste."
Why did he know so much? Because the location of this factory had been the subject of much debate, even reaching the White House, and he had participated in related meetings.
Wang Xiao chuckled: "One factory is definitely not enough, there are so many people in Moscow. When I get back, I'll go check out this factory and build another one with lower operating costs."
Ivanov didn't feel that she had the upper hand over the Russian factory at all; on the contrary, he was quite pleased: "Okay, I'll find all the information then."
Then the two began to dream about the future, their imaginations running wild—even children's authors wouldn't dare to dream like that when writing fairy tales.
Lyuba stood beside her, preparing the things her boss needed for a bath, listening expressionlessly.
The two people on the phone were talking like they were on a trampoline, bouncing around here and there, and then laughing and chuckling.
What's up?
Because the sales data from "WoBuy.com" has been released, in April, the product category with the highest sales volume across the entire network was neither clothing, nor shoes, nor books and CDs, but a category that no one had initially expected.
Wang Xiao switched to hindsight mode, shamelessly boasting, "I guessed it from the beginning, adult products would definitely be the best-selling."
The allure of sex lies in its mystery; if it were as straightforward as eating and drinking, it wouldn't have such a powerful attraction.
It is precisely because of this characteristic that most people on Earth are unwilling to openly enter and exit adult product stores.
If given the choice, the more private online shopping experience, without having to visit adult product stores, is certainly more in line with consumers' psychological needs.
Ivan said enthusiastically, "Then we can really sell sex toys and sexy lingerie all over the world."
He recalled that Wang was actually quite interested in this industry; they even had a cargo plane painted pink with the "Temptation of Eden" logo printed on it.
However, this sector has never really taken off; it does make money, but it hasn't met their initial ambitions.
Now, we can finally change course and break through.
The two chatted and laughed, and if Lyuba hadn't placed the watch in front of Wang Xiao to remind her of the time, who knows how long they would have continued talking.
That night, Wang Xiao slept soundly, feeling a sense of relief as the unsettling unease that had been weighing on her instantly dissipated.
She slept soundly until dawn.
Unfortunately, her assistant stayed up all night, staring at the computer screen until she went bald.
Why?
Because the boss needs a complete plan, but the boss only provides an outline; he has to complete all the details.
He couldn't complain yet, because his boss was already considered a very good person, at least he had given him an outline.
His college classmates who went on to work in government agencies, public institutions, and state-owned enterprises as writers were often the ones whose leaders didn't even have an outline, let alone a clear direction, yet they shamelessly demanded that the writers think from the leaders' perspective and devise strategies.
Bah! Don't you even think about it? If I can plan the whole situation from your perspective and do it well, does that mean I'm already in your position?
One's own suffering is certainly heartbreaking, but the suffering of others is even more inspiring.
The assistant, relying on this secret sense of superiority, persevered and developed rabbit eyes and a panda face, submitting his revised proposal while the boss was having breakfast.
Wang Xiao was eating fried dough sticks soaked in soy milk, plain flavor, because she couldn't accept having soy sauce added.
After reviewing it once, she ate a fried dough stick, then nodded to indicate her approval: "Overall, there are no major problems. Give me the pen."
After she changed a few words herself, there was no need to reprint it, so there was no need to waste paper and ink.
The assistant secretly breathed a sigh of relief and quickly took the opportunity to report: "Director Jiang is in Shanghai today. He has a meeting in the morning and will go out for an inspection in the afternoon. There is about an hour's break in between."
He had already finalized these things last night, taking advantage of the opportunity.
Wang Xiao nodded: "Alright, let's go see Director Jiang then."
Why meet with a leader? Of course, it's to seek policy support.
The technology of using gutter oil and grate furnaces to incinerate municipal solid waste for power generation sounds wonderful, but if you want to implement it and make a living from it, you will need to overcome many obstacles.
Putting everything else aside, just the simple act of collecting gutter oil is quite a shady business.
Similar to the waste recycling in the old society, the profits from this practice could create gangs, with de facto organized crime controlling the entire process.
Go to any street with restaurants or a police station near a night market and ask around, and you'll see how fiercely different people can fight over gutter oil and market stalls.
The situation is similar with waste recycling.
Without the government's overall planning, those excluded from the circle wouldn't even be able to collect swill, let alone refine gutter oil.
Deputy Director Jiang gave Wang Xiao a lot of face; he didn't even wait for the meeting to end before coming out to meet Wang Xiao directly.
Sigh, what to do about this meeting? Just let it be! There are tons of meetings throughout the year, and more than half of them are meaningless or ineffective.
Deputy Director Jiang took the proposal handed to him by Wang Xiao and couldn't help but be surprised: "Using gutter oil as diesel?"
Last night, he was also entertaining Chinese scientists from the United States who were planning to invest in semiconductors in Shanghai. So he only listened briefly and had no idea that Mr. Wang was already planning to combine the gutter oil project and the municipal solid waste incineration project.
Wang Xiao nodded: "We tested it yesterday, and it's technically feasible. It could also reduce the overall cost of household waste disposal, and there's profit potential in recycling gutter oil. But these are all theoretical aspects. In practice, government support is still needed. Otherwise—"
She smiled and said, "The profit margin for gutter oil is too high. We might not be able to get any gutter oil, and we won't be able to continue down this path."
As a former vice mayor, Deputy Director Jiang naturally understood the intricate web of vested interests.
He didn't beat around the bush, but asked directly, "So, from a business perspective, what do you hope the government can do?"
Wang Xiao was equally blunt: "The first thing is to legislate and establish regulations to standardize the flow of waste oil from catering and food processing, which must be collected and managed in a unified manner."
Deputy Director Jiang nodded. Although he had not been involved in the specific management of this area, he agreed with Boss Wang's statement that this kind of thing had to be managed together, otherwise it would be impossible to manage it well.
It can only be corrected through strong government regulation and systemic governance.
But then another problem arises: legislation is difficult, and while it's easy for local governments to formulate rules, the real challenge is implementation.
You're saying that with so many organizations collecting and managing data in one place, is it really possible to manage it effectively? It's not that easy.
Especially the bustling night market stalls, you don't even know how to manage them.
“Let’s start with the big players,” Wang Xiao said seriously. “We’ll start with restaurants and food processing plants that have business licenses, collect garbage disposal fees from them, and then use the funds specifically to subsidize garbage incineration power generation.”
Deputy Director Jiang laughed: "You've found a subsidy for yourself since there's no national policy for it."
Wang Xiao didn't deny it at all: "There's nothing we can do about it. Without government subsidies, waste incineration power generation can't compete with regular thermal and hydropower generation. Even if I built a large bathhouse next to a waste incineration plant, the bathhouse wouldn't need that much heat."
Therefore, the only way out is to ask the government for subsidies.
"Our idea is that this subsidy should not add to the government's financial burden. The catering industry in Shanghai is booming right now, and the overall market is profitable, especially for large restaurants, which are very profitable."
She laughed and said, "We run our own restaurant, so I know what I'm doing. Restaurants like ours don't need to make money by selling swill, and we don't need to use gutter oil to replace cooking oil to reduce costs. As for garbage disposal fees, in our view, it's like paying off various officials. Whether you like it or not, you have to pay. There's no need to cause trouble for yourself."
Deputy Director Jiang laughed.
Some things are best left unsaid, but they have always existed and have long been the rules of the game.
Wang Xiao continued slowly and deliberately: "With this funding support, plus the garbage disposal fees from the government, at the very least our waste cooking oil recycling plant and garbage incineration plant can survive, and then we can further improve our technology to achieve greater economic benefits."
Deputy Director Jiang smiled and nodded, praising Wang Xiao: "Boss Wang, you're really amazing, you excel at whatever you do."
Although he didn't know if this would succeed, since it hadn't even started yet, the difficulties he could see now were likely only 1/10, 1%, or even 1/10,000 of what would actually happen in the future.
There will always be a gap between theory and reality.
However, he believed that the plan would receive strong support from higher authorities.
Because it elevates scattered problems to the level of urban public safety governance. It integrates the goals of multiple departments such as environmental protection, food safety, and municipal management, and constructs a closed-loop business model of "processing fees covering costs + internal utilization of recycled resources".
This gave it the confidence to survive.
It is incredibly tempting for local governments that are strapped for cash.
Wang Xiao smiled and shook his head: "You flatter me. My first principle as a self-employed individual is to find a way to survive, no matter how undignified it is. I will do everything I can to survive."
"You're self-employed?" Deputy Director Jiang shook his head. "If you really are self-employed, I wouldn't dare introduce you to any clients. After all, lithography machines aren't trivial gadgets; they cost a lot of money to buy."
Wang Xiao's eyes lit up instantly, staring at the leader opposite him like two searchlights.
Actually, she wouldn't care much if the technology of using gutter oil and grate furnaces to incinerate waste for power generation didn't receive support from the local government in Shanghai.
She can move the project to Jiangdong.
After all, she is a member of the Provincial Political Consultative Conference, and she is familiar with Secretary Fang, who has always been very supportive of her projects.
However, in the area of lithography machine sales, Shanghai can exert far more effort than Jiangdong.
That's why she kept trying to curry favor with Deputy Director Jiang.
Now that there's finally an opportunity to sell lithography machines to foreign companies, how could Mr. Wang not be excited?
She eagerly asked, "Who wants to buy it? What model of lithography machine do they want?"
"He's a scientist who came back from Silicon Valley and plans to set up a chip factory in Pudong," Deputy Director Jiang said with a smile. "What exactly does he need, and what price are he asking for? You two can discuss it yourselves; I'll just act as a go-between. By the way, are your lithography machines really made in China? Or are the key components imported from abroad and then assembled by yourselves?"
It's not that he's being petty, but rather that this has now become the mainstream in China's technology industry.
For example, in the computer industry, many manufacturers make their own casings but import the core components, then assemble them and sell them for a lot of money.
Wang Xiao smiled broadly: "Then don't worry, even our lenses are made in China. When East and West Germany reunified, Zeiss couldn't handle it and laid off a large number of German technicians and engineers. People from Jiangdong and Jiangbei provinces went to Germany to recruit people. Later, these people came here and specialized in making lenses, mainly lenses for telescopes and microscopes, but they also took orders for lithography machines."
Deputy Director Jiang was taken aback: "You even have people from Zeiss?"
Anyone familiar with the semiconductor industry knows just how crucial lenses are to lithography machines. And the best lens maker is widely recognized as Zeiss of Germany.
Moreover, the history of development after World War II has proven that it can be said that at least half of the optical development in the United States and Russia can be attributed to the acquisition of German Zeiss after the war.
Wang Xiao smiled and nodded, then cautiously emphasized, "Of course, they are veterans of Zeiss, and they certainly can't compare to Zeiss's current new technologies."
But this was an unexpected bonus for Deputy Director Jiang, who immediately made the decision: "Okay, I'll have to take a good look at your lithography machine."
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The price of gutter oil mentioned in the article at that time was referenced from the China Industry and Commerce News, June 21, 2001, page AO1.
Wuhan shuts down a major "gutter oil" production site
Zhang Di
Zhang Xiaodong
Ye Fengchun
[News Report] On June 7, the Jiangxia Branch of the Wuhan Municipal Administration for Industry and Commerce, with the cooperation of the public security department, dispatched more than 50 law enforcement officers and...
Two large cranes were used to shut down a large underground oil refinery located in Fuli Village, Longquan Township, Liufang Street, in accordance with the law. The operation was carried out on-site.
15 tons of refined oil were seized. This is reportedly the largest seizure by the city's industrial and commercial department since it began its campaign to rectify and regulate market economic order.
Large-scale "gutter oil" production dens.
Since the end of May, the serious secondary pollution and unclear sales channels of "gutter oil" in Wuhan have drawn great attention from city leaders.
Party Secretary Luo Qingquan and Executive Vice Mayor Zhang Daizhong both issued instructions demanding a thorough investigation of such illegal business practices. Vice Mayor Li Tao organized a meeting...
A special meeting was held, and the crackdown on "gutter oil" was listed as the top priority among the four tasks of the current "economic crackdown." To this end, the Municipal Administration for Industry and Commerce required...
Each branch office thoroughly investigated the situation and promptly dealt with the matter.
This illegal oil refinery, located near a tile factory in Jiangxia District, is surrounded by brick walls over a meter high and occupies an area of more than 600 square meters.
Square meters. To the left of the "factory area" is a large earthen kiln buried nearly 5 meters underground, and a more than 10-meter-long earthen staircase forms a continuous path.
The only passage connecting the kiln's charcoal-addition area to the surface. This type of "underground" earthen kiln oil refining is the first of its kind discovered in the city. Counterfeiters will...
Waste oil collected from auto repair shops and other sources is poured into a furnace for high-temperature refining, allowing oil vapor to travel through a 50-meter-long iron pipe.
The oil is poured into a large water tank to cool and become "finished oil." A 20-ton capacity oil storage tank is installed in the center of the "factory area."
The storage tank contained 15 tons of "refined oil." The area around the tank was cluttered with discarded oil drums, emitting a pungent odor.
The ground in the factory area has been turned black and greasy.
According to Chen, the person involved, it took two months to build this illegal oil depot, and it officially "started operations" in April, producing a total of 40 tons of oil.
Several tons. They collect various types of "gutter oil" at a price of 200 yuan per barrel, and after high-temperature refining and cooling, it can be processed into...
The first batch produced 20 tons of "finished oil," which was then sold to businesses and hotels at a price of around 1,500 yuan per ton.
Used for mechanical lubrication and fuel heating.
According to law enforcement officials, this type of reprocessed "finished oil" is rich in impurities and pollutes the environment during combustion.
During the lubrication process, wear and tear will occur on the machinery. Law enforcement officers immediately used a crane to seize the counterfeit materials on site and...
The earthen kilns were dismantled.
In addition, on March 1, 2000, the "Shanghai Municipality Measures for the Prevention and Control of Pollution from Waste Edible Oils" officially came into effect, marking the beginning of the legal and standardized management of waste cooking oils in Shanghai.
[Winking emoji] In the novel, my idea was that Wang Xiao heard about the straw-for-coal scheme, which led him to think of using gutter oil instead of fuel oil to burn household waste. But actually, when I was conceiving the novel, I didn't know about the straw scheme at first; my first thought was to use gutter oil instead of diesel. And when I came up with that, I felt incredibly proud of myself, so smart, that I could actually think of that.
What does this prove? It proves that writing more intelligent protagonists is very beneficial. It forces the author to constantly use their brain to solve problems, and over time, it's as if the author themselves becomes intelligent. Of course, after finishing the novel, I'll go back to where I started and still not like to use my brain [starry-eyed].
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