"You look so useless!" Fang Zhengyi couldn't help but scold, "There are still good things. I'll let you eat enough later. Follow me."
After saying that, Fang Zheng turned around and led the way, walking northwest along the river.
After walking less than two miles, rows of wooden houses began to appear in front of them.
There was a house with the largest area at the back, with a lot of steam constantly coming out from above.
But there is a fence outside, so outsiders obviously can't enter easily.
This scene aroused the curiosity of the three people, and they stood on tiptoe to look at it.
When the doorman saw that it was Fang Zheng who arrived, he immediately greeted him warmly.
Fang Zheng said, "Lead the way. We have guests arriving today. Let's go in and take a look."
Several people followed the doorman's instructions and began to walk inside.
Soon we arrived in front of the largest building. In the distance, many people were pulling carts of fruit into it. The air was filled with fruity aroma and a faint smell of fermentation.
"Lord Fang, is this place for making fruit snacks?" Chu Youyi asked.
"Haha, that's about right."
When a few people walked in, they saw many workers working with clear division of labor.
Deep inside the factory, some people are peeling the fruits, others are dividing the flesh, and then all the fruits are transported to the next process.
Baskets of pure white fruit pulp were pulled over and put into glass bottles, which were then filled with sugar water. Finally, workers knocked in wooden corks to compact the fruit.
All bottles are filled manually and then sent to another room for processing.
Chu Qinghan stared at a batch of bottles that had just been filled and brought to a steaming room, and asked, "Sir, are the fruits steamed in that room? Why do you do that?"
Fang Zheng nodded: "Smart! That's right. What is produced here is called canned fruit. The reason for this is to prevent people from getting sick. The fruit can be preserved for a long time without spoiling."
"This is only part of the factory. The other part is dedicated to the production of canned meat, which can also achieve the same antiseptic effect."
The room here is the canning factory hastily built in Taoyuan County!
Fang Zhengyi really knows how to make canned food.
In my previous life, I loved watching videos on Douyin about food processing, earwax removal, abscess extraction, pedicure, fishing, carpet washing, soap cutting, and barnacle removal...
Compared to other foods, canned food is relatively easy to understand and close to life.
The earliest canned foods were cooked in boiling water and then sealed with corks.
Fang Zhengyi directly asked them to build a huge steam room, where they could transport the ingredients in batches and steam them in batches, which would be more efficient.
In addition, the glass jars used for pouring have been replaced with dark thickened glass.
One reason is to prevent the diamond marketing scam from being exposed.
Secondly, transparent glass in later generations is mostly used to display video effects, and he naturally has no such need here, so practicality is the main focus.
After the cans are taken out of the steamer, in order to prevent the cork from being insufficiently sealed, they are wrapped with a layer of oil paper and wrapped around the bottle mouth with hemp rope, and finally the corners are sealed with wax.
This way, there will be no risk of error.
There are many categories, and basically all the rotten fruits on the market are bought up.
The cost of canned food is much higher than that of compressed biscuits, so Fang Zhengyi can only follow the traditional art, saving a little bit is a little bit, and it is also to promote the virtue of saving food...
Now there are all kinds of canned food in the warehouse, including canned pears, canned apples, canned braised pork...
In order to increase the success rate of going to sea as much as possible and help seafarers supplement more necessary nutrition, he also tried his best!
Smelling the rich fruity aroma in the workshop, the three of them were amazed.
Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Come, follow me, I'll let you try some canned fruit. Let's go to the warehouse."
The doorman led the way and the few people went to the warehouse, took out a few canned apples, pried open the corks with a knife, and handed them to the people one by one.
Waves of fruity aroma emanated from the mouth of the bottle and slowly spread among the people.
Fang Zheng said, "The canned food here should have been stored for more than fifteen days. Try it and see if it's fresh."
Fifteen days... ordinary food would have gone bad by now.
The three of them hesitated for a while, then took a small sip of the juice in the can.
A rich sweetness instantly spreads in your mouth, and your taste buds are instantly occupied by sweetness!
This sweetness is different from that of compressed biscuits. It has a hint of freshness and is more like the juice squeezed from the best fruits.
Chu Youyi narrowed her eyes happily: "It tastes good, really good! It tastes better than fresh fruit!"
Lai Gou'er asked in surprise: "Brother, can we eat this every day when we go out to sea?"
"That's natural."
"Oh my god! I'm going to be so happy! I'll send a few bottles to Hsinchu first."
Chu Qinghan ate two pieces with a smile on his face, and suddenly saw Fang Zheng's hands were empty, so he handed the can to him.
"Master Fang, you should also eat two pieces."
Fang Zheng was stunned for a moment and looked at Chu Qinghan.
She had just finished eating a can of food, and the syrup was still stuck to her lips, making them look especially oily and shiny.
Coupled with that pretty face with a sweet smile, Fang Zheng couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat!
He quickly waved his hands and said, "No, no, you guys eat, I've already eaten."
Even if a stunning beauty invites you, it would be hard to accept the offer if you know that the apples you received are rotten.
Besides, what kind of garbage cans are these! In the canned fruit world, only canned yellow peaches can be called canned!
As we all know, in the canned fruit world, only canned yellow peaches are worthy of being called canned fruits, the others are just for show. If you don’t agree, come and argue with me!
It’s a pity that there are no yellow peaches, otherwise he would have to stock up a warehouse or two.
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