Jian Yuelan touched his face, it was icy cold.
"Hurry up and take a hot bath."
"good."
After some tossing and turning, Ye Linxing lay on the bed, steaming hot all over. Jian Yuelan nestled in his arms, feeling like she was holding a heater, a constant-temperature one at that. It was so comfortable.
She sighed in contentment and rested her feet on his legs.
"What was the result?"
"Unanimously approved."
The man raised his lips and stroked her smooth back with his big hands. "Start looking for a suitable place to build a factory tomorrow."
At this point, he sighed, "It's time to start making bricks again."
“Those who are capable should do more work.”
Turning over and lying on top of him, Jian Yuelan looked at him and asked, "Have you told Uncle Tan about the logistics channel?"
"Sorry wife, this will have to wait."
In other words, the logistics channel is not available now.
Jian Yuelan, who had been mentally prepared, was not too disappointed. Upon hearing the voice, she said calmly, "Then let's divide the things we bought today into two and send them back to my family and Grandpa."
Ye Linxing hummed, tightening his grip. Jian Yuelan raised her eyes and glared at him. The man smiled playfully, "Wife, I think you should pay attention to me."
These suggestive words made her face turn red immediately. She struggled to get down, but a big hand was placed across her waist, like an iron clamp, and the temperature was incredibly hot.
The drizzle continued, and the intertwined breathing sounds were charming and lingering.
The next day, the quartermaster came to ask Jian Yuelan to teach him how to make canned food.
Jian Yuelan was happy to do so, but there was a problem now——
“No fruit.”
Fruits are seasonal products, and nowadays they are not grown in piles in greenhouses like in later generations.
After the season is over, even if the island has abundant resources, some of them are just dried fruits.
There is no fresh fruit suitable for canning.
The quartermaster was stunned for a moment, then slapped his forehead and said, "Oh, I was so anxious to learn that I forgot there was no fruit."
"Come back in the spring when there's fruit, or I can write you a canning recipe and you can go back and figure it out first."
"Don't."
When he heard she wanted to write down the recipe, the quartermaster waved his hands and said, "I'd better wait until spring when there's fruit to learn."
The recipe cannot be leaked easily. The canning factory strictly guards its canning method for fear that others will learn it and compete with them for the market.
If I really take it back, it would be bad if the recipe gets leaked since there are so many people coming and going on his side.
"Please tell me about the things you should pay attention to when setting up a factory."
Jian Yuelan, "??? No, why are you asking me this question, Quartermaster?"
The quartermaster glared at her. "You came up with the plan, who else should I ask if not you?"
Jian Yuelan wanted to bite Ye Linxing to death. This was really her good husband. He was afraid that others didn't know her idea, so he told everyone about it.
God knows what she fears most is trouble.
She sighed and said helplessly, "I'm just saying it casually. You, Chief Steward, just listen to it casually. If you think it's useful, remember it. If it's useless, pretend you didn't hear it."
She asked, "Do you think this is okay?"
"OK."
He agreed readily, and without hesitation he took out a pen and paper, as if he was going to take notes.
Jian Yuelan was very impressed by this enthusiasm. Since the other party had shown his attitude, she had to be serious too.
"First and foremost is hygiene. As the saying goes, illness comes from the mouth. The first element of establishing a cannery is hygiene. Fruits must be cleaned thoroughly and their quality must be guaranteed. Rotten fruit must never be accepted."
"The second is the issue of preservation. This requires coordination between you and the glass products factory, rubber factory and other factories."
The quartermaster glanced at her and thought that she used the word "coordination" well.
"The third..."
She spoke one by one, and the quartermaster took notes one by one.
After more than half an hour, Jian Yuelan finished speaking and the quartermaster finished taking notes.
He looked at the rules and regulations on the notebook and said with emotion, "You are the one who came up with this plan. We hadn't thought of many of these before."
It's no problem to let them march and fight, but it's difficult to set up a factory.
Fortunately, they have Jian Yuelan as an external aid, so Old Ye has really married a good wife.
He snapped the notebook shut and tucked it into his pocket like a treasure. The quartermaster said confidently, "I've mastered the routine. Now everything is ready, just waiting for the right moment."
"Actually,"
Jian Yuelan opened her mouth, and the quartermaster glanced over, his eyes shining like lanterns. "What?"
"The east wind has it."
She didn't keep the secret and pointed out, "Canning can wait until spring, when fruits are available in large quantities, but seafood factories don't need it."
There is no such thing as a fishing moratorium now.
In order to survive, fishermen spend the rest of the year fishing except on typhoon days.
Seasonal products such as fruits cannot be produced now, but seafood can.
The quartermaster seemed thoughtful. "You're right, but the sun's not shining brightly right now. I'm afraid the seafood won't dry out well and will get damp, ruining it."
The processing of seafood on the islands relies on sunlight, both for salt making and drying seafood.
“Artificial baking.”
Pointing to the earthen oven in the yard that her father had built to bake seafood and dried fruits, Jian Yuelan smiled and said, "See? My parents used this earthen oven to bake dozens of kilograms of seafood and dried fruits."
The quartermaster, thinking it was a lump of earth, was stunned for a long time before he ran to the earthen stove and circled around it to study it.
"It looks a bit strange."
Jian Yuelan argued confidently, "Why should a clay stove look good? Practicality is the key."
The quartermaster thought it made sense and rubbed his hands together, "Can I tear this furnace apart and study it?"
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