Section 184 Food Processing Center

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Section 184 Food Processing Center

The Great Whale returned to Hong Kong and underwent temporary modifications there. A steam-powered dragon crane was installed on the deck, as well as a lifting winch and a dredging bucket. [Read the latest chapter] In order to ensure the stability of the whale when working, anchors were removed from several other ships and modified, so that it had eight anchors.

When the refitted ship staggered to the tiger gate, everyone couldn't help laughing at its strange and ugly appearance. Of course, I am even more worried about safety.

"This crane is so high, so the center of gravity is a little unstable." Huang Claw followed the big whale to Humen. He didn't feel the ship was very bumpy along the way, but every time the crane hit the hull, the steel dragon crane When there was a creaking sound, he couldn't help but feel a little worried - what if it fell over.

A man who looked like an otaku wearing glasses talked eloquently: "It doesn't matter, according to my calculations, taking into account a series of comprehensive considerations such as the wave resistance, sway coefficient, etc., the probability of the ship rolling over is less than 12%."

"It still sounds scary."

"The wind in the Pearl River is much smaller than at sea, so the probability will further decrease."

"I hope so." Chen Haiyang felt a little uneasy looking at this strange monster, but now is the time to resolve the existence and the non-existence, and he can't talk too much about safety.

Le Lin cried with a sad face - because he was the captain of the Great Whale, and it took him a lot of trouble to sail the ship to Humen - after installing so many long and thick things on the ship, the power system of the ship has not changed, and it is still the same. Not only did the power of the diesel engine not increase, but the center of gravity of the ship changed, making it heavy and clumsy to drive. He personally steered the ship along the way and finally reached the tiger gate at a speed of 3 knots.

"This ship is too difficult to sail..." Le Lin complained, "I should have built my official residence on Taiping Mountain..."

"Stop complaining. Check the condition of the ship immediately and prepare to set sail."

The pier on Humen Ya Niang Shoes Island was filled with people, including the sounds of labor chants, military songs, the roar of steam engines and the cries of the prisoners.

More than 4,000 prisoners were captured and transported to Humen from various places. Some of these people were considered to be hostile or threatening to their future rule, and some were poor people brought in from the local area. They will be transported to Hainan to enrich the local population.

The Pearl River Delta region had already experienced overpopulation in the late Ming Dynasty, and a large number of people poured into the mountainous areas for agricultural development. Therefore, removing part of the population will not damage local production and economy, but can reduce the pressure on the local ecological environment. The elimination of a large number of large gentry households has opened up greater business space for local middle and small landowners, rich farmers and small businessmen.

The captives, men and women, old and young, were transported ship by ship to Humen, where they were temporarily resettled while waiting for ships to be transferred to Hong Kong along with the "confiscated" loot collected from various places.

A large amount of trophies brought back by the returning detachments in more than a month piled up in the tiger gate. The travelers were still very shameless and wanted everything. Tables, chairs and benches from the homes of wealthy families who had been "purged" were not left behind. In order to eliminate the unrest that may arise from large population gatherings, the population was first transferred to Hong Kong. As long as the weather and sea conditions permit, several secret service ships full of people will go to Hong Kong every day, where they will be purified and quarantined in advance.

Each returning detachment also carried out short-term rest and sanitation work in the tiger gate. Zhang Tumu gave deworming medicine to all the detachment officers and soldiers, and at the same time carried out several flea exterminations - this parasite is very common in rural areas. active. All people with health problems will be transferred to Hong Kong for treatment.

Fifteen-year-old Fu Ji was carrying a small blue cloth parcel on his shoulder. It was given to him by his mother when he left home to join the army. It contained several rags and a pair of newly made shoes - he I can't bear to wear them, even my straw sandals, hanging on my body. With bare feet, I waited patiently for the group in front of me to board the boat.

His team all voluntarily defected to the Australians, so they were in good order and no one was assigned to guard them. The Australian in charge of transshipment gave each of them a water hyacinth and a black leather bowl - this was used for eating and drinking on the road.

He looked forward to being able to eat with an open stomach when he arrived in Lingao - this was his only purpose in going to Lingao.

Fu Ji is an ordinary country boy. Originally he had no name, so he was called Fu Yaer. Later, when he became an apprentice, he was given a name by his master.

He started his apprenticeship at the age of twelve, and as usual he had to study for three years and help for three years. But just when he started "helping the master" and was able to learn some real skills and make some money, the master suddenly died.

Fu Ji and his family were suddenly in trouble. He has learned crafts since he was a child, but farm work has been delayed. The family has a lot of people and little land. In addition to his eldest brother and sister, he also has three younger siblings. In addition to farming more than two acres of thin land, my family also rents some land in the village to survive. His family has a large population, so suddenly having an extra mouth is a big deal.

One day, Fu Ji squatted on the ridge of the field, his stomach growling with hunger. The bowl of thin sweet potato porridge he had eaten in the morning had long since disappeared without a trace, and the next meal was not available until the sky was almost dark. Only then can we eat.

There is no comparison between being at home and being with the master. Although the master rarely gave him a chance to have a full meal, whenever he went to the town or to a wealthy family to host weddings or weddings, he would always be satisfied with the leftovers. It's better to be half-starved and half-full for a long time with good food and drinks in between than to never seem to have enough to eat.

Not far away, curls of smoke rose from the Humen Village - it was the thieves who had beaten away the officers and soldiers, or the Australian troops cooking lunch. Just like the landlords and rich men, they eat three meals a day. This alone makes Ran Fuji envious to death.

When the Australians came to the Tiger Gate, they had a big fight with the officers and soldiers. They beat the officers and soldiers to pieces and took over the Tiger Gate. The people nearby ran out and hid for a few days. A few days later, seeing that they did not cause any disturbance, they all returned to the village. The Australians did not commit any crimes in the surrounding area. They did not rob, set fire, or snatch women. They only sent people to ask each village to pay some "burden". The burden was not too big, and the Australians were personally in charge, asking the big households to pay. Most of the time, the small households showed off, but they didn't cause any trouble. I just heard that there was a large village nearby that relied on the fact that there were many people belonging to the same clan. They built a stronghold to resist, but it was destroyed in one day. Many people were killed and arrested by the Australians. Not only were the members and property of the clan leader in charge of the resistance taken away, but even the ancestral hall was demolished. The big houses in this area are all in turmoil.

But for Fu Ji's family, Australians have little impact on their lives. Fu Ji still didn't have enough to eat, so one day he followed his neighbors to Humen Village to sell vegetables and chicken and duck. Since the Australians were stationed in Humen, nearby villagers have continuously taken the initiative to drive small boats to sell vegetables, fresh meat, ducks, geese, and poultry eggs to them. According to the "Food Management Regulations", the Fubo Army purchased meat from the civilians. When it comes to food, only poultry, eggs and aquatic products should be purchased whenever possible. The Chinese are natural businessmen. They will not ask why Fu Bojun only wants vegetables and eggs, but will quickly adjust their products to meet the needs of customers.

Fu Ji had already seen the military appearance and equipment of the Fubo Army when the Australians went to the countryside to assess the "reasonable burden". This time, he saw the quality of life of the Fubo Army. The soldiers ate big bowls of rice. , and there is no limit, you can eat as much as you like, there is fish as a meal, and there is a big pot of vegetable soup with eggs... Fu Ji can't help but salivate - this kind of life is even better than that of the big landlords in the village. The rice is what the landlord would add a few slices of dried sweet potatoes.

He couldn't help but ask the neighbors who came with him: "Uncle, are they getting a treat today?"

"What a treat? Australians eat like this every day. They also eat three meals a day." The neighbor said with envy. "If I hadn't started a family and had three bone-changing dragons to raise, I would have followed the Fu Bo Army and I would have been willing to die in the war."

These words moved Fu Ji's heart. Instead of starving at home and going out to work without knowing and having nowhere to go, it would be better to defect to the Australians. At least I can live a comfortable life for a few years. He thought about this for a few days, and then secretly went to Humen twice to see the soldiers' daily life. I think he does these things too. He proposed to his family that he would surrender to the Australians.

Even though his parents knew that if they surrendered to the army, they might never come back, and they might die somewhere, but the family situation was very embarrassing, so they had no choice but to agree.

When I arrived at Dehumen Village, I saw that there were quite a lot of people coming to join the army. There were not only young people, but also half-grown children like him. There were even old men, women and children - the food supply of Fubo Army. It was so good that many poor people nearby wanted to "join" it. Chen Haiyang ordered that all comers should not be rejected, young and old should not be avoided, and all men and women should be taken. Not only are you welcome to join the army, but it is also best to bring your family members with you. So many people came with their families and their families. They were tortured by poverty and hunger and lost their courage and caution. They were willing to go to any place that could promise them enough food.

Fu Ji took off his clothes in a shed and had his teeth looked at, and after being asked a few simple questions such as his age and name, he stamped his fingerprints on a piece of paper as required. He didn't recognize or care what was written on the paper.

Coming out of the shed, his head was shaved, he took a shower and was given a clean old uniform. Even if they become a member of the "new immigrants", the people who manage them say that the newcomers must be sent back to Lingao to practice for a few months before they can be officially "joined".

The new immigrants lived in separate barracks waiting to board the ship. Their food was worse than that of formal soldiers, but the thick rice porridge with fish, meat and vegetables still made him so happy that he wanted to cry - even though it was only one meal at a time. A bowl, but at least enough for three meals.

Fu Ji felt extremely excited about the prospect of arriving in Lingao, officially serving as a soldier for the Australians, and eating sumptuous meals.

"Fu Ji" was waiting patiently to board the transport ship bound for "The Happiness of Having a Full Meal" when a man who looked like an Australian bookkeeper suddenly appeared.

"Yes." He raised his hand according to the rules he learned in the camp, "I'm here."

"Are you Fu Ji?"

"Yes -" He became a little uneasy.

"Are you a cook?"

"The young man has been an apprentice for three years..."

"Come out, don't leave for now. The food center is short of people, so just go to work there." The clerk said in an unquestionable tone, "Follow me."

Fu Ji followed the clerk to a small shed in confusion, and then he realized that he was asked to be a "fire-headed soldier". This is not a difficult task. He has been an apprentice for three years and has always had at least the ability to cook.

"You don't need to cook." A waiter sitting behind the table, who seemed to be of a higher rank, said, "Will you kill the chicken and kill the duck?"

"This is what Xiaoren mainly did when he was an apprentice." Fu Ji said, "I even helped kill pigs..."

"That's perfect." The clerk said, picking up a card, filling out something on it, and then handed it to the low-level clerk, "Take him to be purified and treated according to medical standards."

Fu Ji was again taken to have his head shaved, bathed, and then had his nails cut off. His whole body was thoroughly checked to see if there were any wounds or skin diseases. Finally, after everything was normal, he had to drink several kinds of bitter medicinal water. Finally, he was taken to an independent village by the river. In a room at the gate, an Australian met him. This man was completely different from the others. He was a tall, fat man. He wore a black-framed tortoise shell with two pieces of glass on his face. There was also a long strip on the left chest of his uniform, with five stitches sewn on it. Colorful small pieces of cloth.

"From today on, you are a member of the Field Cooking Processing Center." Ren looked him up and down for a long time, then looked at his hands and nails, "Always pay attention to personal hygiene." Then he pursed his lips, "Give him "Read it." A young girl in uniform next to him immediately read loudly the hygiene regulations of the cooking processing center: you must take a shower before and after work every day, use soap to wash your hands, and you are not allowed to leave your hair or nails...

"Do you remember everything?"

"Xiao Xiao... understand..." After hearing all this, Fu Ji had already fainted. He didn't have time to digest it all, so he had to say that he remembered it.

"Okay, bring it in. We will need to educate you regularly in the future." Ren frowned and said, "Hygienic habits cannot be developed in a day or two."

Fu Ji was brought to this heavily fortified camp in a daze. As soon as he walked in, his eyes widened. When did a building of this scale appear here?

In order to support the needs of long-term operations, the task force set up a large field cooking logistics processing center equipped with a mobile gas cold storage in Humen.

Rows of simple houses and bamboo sheds stand on the high ground beside the river. A steam water pump is roaring with black smoke and continuously pumping water from the river. The river water undergoes primary purification and disinfection in the filter tank here before being supplied to the troops. A strange large ship was docked on the shore. There was a huge rectangular wooden box as big as a house on it. Above the wooden box was a huge reed mat awning. It looks ugly and weird.

This is a refrigerated ship. This wooden box is actually a movable gas cold storage converted from a 4o-foot container. For thermal insulation, a wooden structure insulation sandwich is added to the outside of the box. It is filled with layers of diatomaceous earth and kapok. Gas for refrigeration is supplied from a gas generator installed on the ship - it can also be supplied from shore. This refrigerated ship can refrigerate 22 tons of frozen cargo. The only drawback is that it does not have a power unit and is towed by a large boat.

The clerk first took him into a large bamboo shed: "The place where you work is in the divided workshop. This is the place where you take a shower and change clothes. You have to take a shower and change clothes here before entering the workshop every day. Then you can enter the workshop, do you understand?"

"I know." Fu Jixiang has really strict rules here. Even if he kills a duck, he has to take a shower and change clothes.

"It's not allowed to hang around here. You can work in whichever workshop you work in." Liua pointed to a steaming bamboo shed not far away, with water vapor constantly coming out, "That's the slaughtering workshop, and there's boiling water in it. It's okay." Don’t enter casually, or you may be burned to death.”

Fu Ji just went to work in the processing center. His job is to divide the green embryo. The purchased chickens, ducks and geese were slaughtered uniformly in the slaughtering workshop, soaked in boiling water and dehaired, and then sent to his workshop.

The so-called workshop is a very tall temporary building built with bamboo, reed mats and ropes that combines modern architecture with traditional shed-making techniques. Ventilated and breathable. The rows of windows near the top of the shed have no glass but have screens to keep out mosquitoes and flies. When it rains, the rolled up reed mat can also be lowered with a rope to protect it from the rain, which is very clever. Workers responsible for segmentation work in such workshops.

There was always a strange smell in the workshop - he didn't know it was the smell of disinfectant. A dozen workers were holding cutting knives and cutting up the slaughtered poultry on the table.

He has never done such a strange job: no matter the master or other cooks, most of the chicken dishes use whole ducks. Sometimes chicken breasts or jītuǐrou are also used in cooking, but this is the first time he has seen a chicken cut into pieces like this.

And the cleaning habits were so strict that Fu Ji felt like he was being picky. After going to the toilet, there will be a dedicated person to monitor hand washing, and you must use soap to wash your hands. Check your nails every seven days and cut them off immediately if they are too many. As for the head and beard, of course they cannot be preserved - everyone here has a head as smooth as a chicken egg.

Clothes are changed every day - he doesn't know who is doing the laundry, but there are clean clothes to change every day, and even the oil sheets around the body are clean.