Let you go home and raise chickens, what the hell is this confinement center?

Chapter 269: We need to teach him how to protect his food
"Oh, I see……"

Hearing Han Dong's words, Uncle Feng just blinked calmly.

Then he nodded to Han Dong and said:

"Okay, go ahead then."

Han Dong smiled politely at Uncle Feng, then continued walking out of the factory gate with the dog.

As soon as Han Dong went out, he saw the courier boy about 20 meters away and the huge foam box under his feet.

But before he could even smile, he heard clear footsteps coming from behind him.

Han Dong couldn't help but turn his head stiffly. After seeing the familiar face, he asked:
"Feng, Uncle Feng? Where are you going?"

Although they have a gate, there are only two roads leading out of the factory: south and north.

But Han Dong's ominous premonition became stronger and stronger.

Uncle Feng just smiled slightly and did not expose Han Dong's deliberate question.

He just kept looking at the courier not far away and said:
"It's okay, I'm just taking a walk, you go do your thing, don't worry about me."

At this point, Han Dong was about to cry!
He understood that Uncle Feng must have discovered that Lin Feng sent him a package!
So, I was preparing to block him at the door, ready to get a piece of the pie!
As expected of an old scout, his reaction is so sharp...

Han Dong sighed inwardly.

It turned out that nothing in this factory could be hidden from Uncle Feng.

It seems that next time no matter what, I have to ask Lin Feng to change the delivery address.

It is not safe to send it directly to the company or factory.

Thinking of this, Han Dong, who had already accepted his fate, forced a smile that was uglier than crying and asked:
"Well...Uncle Feng, are you alone this time?"

After saying that, Han Dong took the trouble to look behind Uncle Feng.

Upon hearing this, Uncle Feng's smile deepened.

This guy, just as I guessed, is here to pick up a package again!

I wonder what delicious food was sent this time?

Uncle Feng pulled Han Dong over and walked forward together, lowering his voice and saying:

"Now, I'm alone."

"But if you delay for a few more minutes, I don't know..."

After hearing this, Han Dong's expression changed!
indeed!

It's almost time to get off work, and if other people come out, they will notice that he has received the express delivery.

No matter how many delicious foods are in this express delivery, there won’t be enough to share!

So Han Dong quickly waved to the courier boy not far away, signaling him to come over quickly.

He also quickened his pace and walked towards the courier boy.

He and Uncle Feng each took half.

Han Dong could still accept this result.

If I wait a little longer, it will become one third, one quarter, or even one tenth...

That is absolutely unacceptable!

Lin Feng brought the delicious food, but it just grew wings and flew away in front of him.

Just thinking about it, Han Dong felt so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe!
Obviously, Uncle Feng thought so too.

The more people there are, the less you get.

So, the two of them took the dog, quickly picked up the express, and got into Han Dong's car.

The courier guy who was about to eat melon was stunned.

Ah, this... this is not right!
Isn’t this a gift for the mistress? Aren’t you afraid that your wife will catch you stealing it?
Why did you bring an old man into the car?
Besides, these two don't look like father and son...

Could it be that... No way?

The courier said it was an eye-opener and a huge shock.

………………After Han Dong and the other man got in the car, Uncle Feng took a look at the things in the big box.

One of the items he could guess was beef jerky sent to Megatron.

Although he had only heard of the young man named Lin Feng but had never seen him in person.

But during this period of time, through the delicious food that Han Dong "shared" with him, Uncle Feng also knew that Lin Feng's cooking skills were amazing!
Even the snacks for dogs are always made of good ingredients.

For humans, this snack is not only a little hard, but also a little difficult to chew.

It’s not that it’s inedible, and the more you chew it, the more delicious it becomes.

But he has bad teeth, so he doesn't compete with the dog for snacks.

Thinking of this, Uncle Feng in the passenger seat casually threw the bag of beef jerky back.

Signaled to the Tibetan Mastiff that had squeezed its big head from the back seat to the front seat to go to the back and eat, and not to squeeze over and cause trouble.

Megatron got his share of snacks. He held the beef jerky in his mouth, secretly glanced at Han Dong in the driver's seat, and slowly retracted his head.

Forget it, if the owner’s snacks are snatched away by this big devil, the worst that can happen is that he will go back and share some of the dried meat with him.

Oh, when I get back I have to find a way to ask the owners of barley and black rice to teach my master how to protect food.

We are all human beings, why is there such a big difference between us?
At this moment, Han Dong looked at his Tibetan Mastiff through the rearview mirror with some surprise.

Why does Megatron have such a weird expression? I don't understand...

It seems like it reveals a kind of disappointment?
Han Dong didn't pay attention to Megatron for long.

Because the next second, his attention was attracted by a glass jar that Uncle Feng took out.

Uncle Feng looked at the glass jar in his hand which weighed about one pound and was greasy and red in color.

You can see large chunks of real ingredients through the bottle, and I feel extremely satisfied.

It looks like a rice sauce?

“Is this a new product?”

Uncle Feng asked Han Dong uncertainly.

Isn’t the new factory that Han Dong and Lin Feng are collaborating on going to make all kinds of sauces?
Han Dong nodded and said, "Is that right?"

"Lin Feng said that the beef used was from the cattle from the cattle farm next door, and the rest was from his own land."

“So the quality of what we eat now is definitely much better than what will be available in large quantities in the future.”

"But when it comes to the market in large quantities, we will carefully select the materials and think that the difference will not be too great."

Uncle Feng nodded to show his understanding.

He himself is in this business, so of course he knows the difference between manual work and machinery, as well as the difference between raw materials and raw materials.

Let’s just talk about the simplest one.

If it is done manually, when the ingredients are received, more detailed adjustments can be made based on the subtle differences in taste of each batch of ingredients.

But this cannot be achieved through mass production using machines.

No matter how automated a machine is, changing a small value may seem simple.

But there are many things involved later.

This is especially true for raw materials!
Even if it is the same type of pepper and the same batch of seeds.

Different people and different lands will produce different flavors.

However, having said that, these are not what he needs to worry about now.

Uncle Feng held his three cans of beef sauce and snatched one from Han Dong's three cans. He smiled and instructed Han Dong:

"I see that you don't want to go to the construction site, so just send me home first."

"It just so happens that I am old and have a bad taste in my mouth, so this beef sauce is just right for me."

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(End of this chapter)