Chapter 231 Pork Feast
By the time the white radish and pork rib soup was served into the bowls of the eighth shift, it was already dinner time for the fourth production escort ship.

With the word of mouth from cadres to employees of the entire production escort ship in the past two days, now even the front desk clerk of the agricultural department of the Fourth Production Escort Ship knows: there is delicious food in the First Canteen, and the food is prepared by the recipe provider of Yuexiang Restaurant.

At the same time, they also knew that the provider was a student and would return to the main ship early tomorrow morning after today's visit.

This made them very anxious. The employees who had tasted white rice, porridge, salad, and double skin milk were very anxious. The vast majority of employees who missed the delicious food for two days were even more anxious because their office was far away from the First Canteen.

——The main ship's Yuexiang restaurant has not yet opened its first branch here, and I don't know how long it will take for my own restaurant to get the recipe authorization! If you miss this wave today, you will have nothing to eat!

So, with a desire for the rumored ancient delicacies, or perhaps curiosity about the new way of processing food ingredients for consumption, on the last night when the students of the Agricultural University Affiliated High School came to visit the Fourth Production Escort Ship, a long line formed in front of the First Canteen.

Kagawa followed Class 8 to the student dining area outside the cafeteria to find a seat and was stunned by the huge crowds of people in front of the cafeteria door.

"Why are there so many people coming to eat today? This cafeteria can't accommodate all of them, right?"

Kagawa stood on tiptoe and looked in the direction where the line extended. Wow, the line was almost reaching the rest area in the planting area of ​​the staple crop production department.

"When I came out just now, I saw Manager Wu and Manager An Jing preparing lunch boxes. I guess they will let the employees who come to eat take them home." Class monitor Lu Daiqing also looked in the direction of the team and couldn't help laughing. "This scene reminds me of the first day when our school cafeteria obtained the recipe authorization of Yuexiang Restaurant. That day, the whole school ran to the cafeteria to eat."

"Not only that, someone took a photo of the food in the cafeteria and posted it on social media. It is said that many customers of Yuexiang Restaurant near the school desperately asked the principal to let them eat in the school cafeteria." Long Xiaoxian broke the news, and at the end he muttered, "If I had known this would happen, I would have quoted a higher price."

During the few days when the guy got the authorization from the canteen, he made a lot of money by purchasing canteen meals for diners outside the school.

Later, because the Agricultural University and the Agricultural University Primary School successively obtained the authorization for the recipes, Long Xiaoxian's purchasing business became much quieter. However, now he has turned his attention to the limited recipes of Tongue Tip Society.

After all, the only restaurants that can provide drinks like fruit milk are Tongue Tip Restaurant and Xiang Family Kitchen.

Xiangchuan turned a blind eye to his classmates' purchasing behavior because fruits have not yet been mass-produced and the fruit juices and milks of Tongue Club are also in limited supply. If Long Xiaoxian wants to make some money, he can only do it on a small scale.

However, Long Xiaoxian still did not give up. He moved closer to Xiangchuan and imitated the gesture of rubbing thumb, index finger and middle finger that he had seen in Xiangxue's live broadcast room before (Xiangchuan: How did this thing become popular), and muttered to Xiangchuan: "Xiangchuan, look, these double-skinned milk and salad dressing are not staple foods or dishes that go with staple foods. Why don't we register the right to use them in the name of Tongue Tip and do it ourselves..."

"Stop, stop, stop it." Xiangchuan quickly interrupted the money-minded young man, "It's not that I don't want to do it, but think about it, purchasing raw materials, processing, food production, disinfection, packaging, storage, transportation, sales... How can we students do so many things? Think about our own current situation before you speak, OK?"

This is what Kagawa really said. After she first made yeast and steamed buns, she also wanted to create her own brand and food empire like the protagonists of time-travel novels, and then cross-border into other fields to give modern people some shocks in the 21st century. So she started writing a plan based on her many years of experience as a social animal, but a three-minute enthusiasm is a three-minute enthusiasm after all. She finally finished writing the plan itself, but seeing the dense preparations and precautions on it, Kagawa's heart, which was a social animal in her previous life, ached severely——

I have become a second-generation rich man who lives a life of idleness and waiting to die! Why do I have to torture myself like this?
So I threw the project into the trash can on my personal terminal homepage... in a folder next to it. I spent an entire night on it, so it would be a shame to delete it. Kagawa: Sometimes I feel desperate about the office worker gene in my DNA.

The small restaurant of the Tongue Club was not originally in Kagawa's plan, but when she saw the sudden drop in the amount in her pocket money account after the club building was completed, she decisively opened a restaurant to make up for her pocket money. Moreover, the finished products made by Ouyang Yating and the other two, which might not look up to standard but tasted fine, could be sold to other students at a discount, which effectively reduced the waste rate of food.

After Yuexi restaurants began to flourish on the main ship of the Third Fleet, Kagawa's licensing share began to come in, and the sales of the Tongue Tip Restaurant also flourished, allowing her to feel a little relieved about her pocket money.

Now Kagawa just wants to be a lazy guy who sells licenses. He can just make whatever he wants and then sell the license to his father's Yuexiang Group and wait for the dividends.

It’s the same old saying: If you can make money while lying down, why stand?
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After the first-year high school students took their seats in the dining area, the first thing they reached out for with their chopsticks and spoons was the meat patties.

The aroma of meat when the meat patties came out of the pan made all the students in Class 8 in the kitchen excited, and made the students in other classes curious about this only pork dish they could get.

In the ceramic bowl, the meat patties dotted with a little fat were lying at the bottom of the bowl. Kagawa sprinkled some black pepper on the meat patties before they were served to enhance the flavor. The top layer was covered with eggs. Some students were given eggs with beaten yolks, and they would occasionally laugh and curse at the area where Class 8 sat. The most attractive aroma came from the gravy that oozed out when the meat patties were steamed. Some students carefully scooped up the gravy with a spoon and took a sip. The freshness of the pork and the lubricity of the egg yolk blended into the gravy, giving them a shocking impact.

Many people could not wait and stretched their chopsticks to the meat pie, picked up a small piece and put it into their mouths. The meat pie, which was made of mostly lean meat with little fat, was very delicious. The egg white seeped into the gaps in the meat pie, making it more firm, and the egg white also gave it a smoother taste.

The students were surprised at the taste and appearance of pork which was different from beef and chicken, and were even more surprised at the pork itself - it actually had no fishy smell at all!
You know, the fishy smell of pork and the earthy smell of freshwater fish are the main culprits that make all the fleet's production escort ships stay away from these two kinds of meat. Even the president of the Tongue Club, who easily solved the problem of the earthy smell of freshwater fish, had been defeated repeatedly when facing pork before this morning.

And today, at this moment, the problem of pork fishy smell, which is considered the most difficult to overcome, has been solved just like this?

Students from other classes whose elders are engaged in animal husbandry or related meat processing looked towards Class 8 with mixed feelings. They had often heard their elders talk about pork issues at home, but today they felt... that it was no big deal in front of the president of the Tongue Club?

What was Kagawa, who was immune to the gazes of the people around her, doing? She was using the loudspeaker that came with her personal terminal to yell at the area where Class 8 sat.

"Don't just eat meat! Eat more vegetables! I didn't cook so much meat just to make you eat only meat! Lao Lu, you are the squad leader! Set a good example!"

"There are radishes in the soup! Eat two pieces while you're chewing the marrow! Don't just stare at the bone marrow—Manman! You can't chew the bones! Don't bite them! Your teeth will break if you bite them again!"

"You'll get sick of eating too much pork, so eat more vegetables—Aino, you bastard! Don't pick my liver!"

Kagawa: I feel tired.


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