MTL - Salted Fish Doesn’t Want to Inherit Hundred of Billion Property-Chapter 97 grassland

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Deng Hong studied agriculture before, and he paid more attention to this aspect after working. He was also shocked by the current configuration and construction goals of this institute.

"We, Mr. Qing, are making a lot of money this time." He swiped the news, tsk tsk admiration, and couldn't help but complain to Ding Jiu beside him, "Sometimes I? Our general Xiaoqing's prodigal behavior has gone bankrupt."

Ding Jiu was reading the recent sales report of Youth Liquor, and after hearing this, he showed him the sales volume this year: "Now Youth Liquor is the second largest liquor after Baimao, and every year With this amount of annual income, Mr. Qing has the capital of a prodigal family."

"Yes," Deng Hong said with emotion, "Qiqi is still a national beverage. A few days ago, there were foreign dealers who wanted to sell Qiqi there. I don't know what the effect will be."

"You? Say this," Qiu Dang smiled, "I used my mobile phone to see the effect of the overseas version of Taomao, and many foreigners called it the devil's drink, while You can't stop buying."

"God's **** devil's drink." Zhu Qi smiled directly.

"How can you say that you are a prodigal when you engage in scientific research?" After all, Qiu Dang was a second-generation student. He sat in front of Deng Hong with a chair, and waved his fingers at him, "You? Look at us? The sorghum used for brewing is the result of the meticulous improvement of agricultural science and technology workers from generation to generation. Take a look at the fruit trees we use for poverty alleviation. Many of them are also carefully prepared for breeding. We have invested in agricultural science and technology. Qibao's development is inevitable."

He remembered Deng Hong's resume as he spoke: "By the way, you? Didn't you come from agronomy? Did you study for a master's degree before?"

"It's said to be bioengineering, but in fact it has become animal husbandry. I? That mentor is in charge of dairy farming," said Deng Hong with a wry smile, "I? Inside, it was doused with cow urine!"

The audience burst into cheerful laughter.

At this moment, Meng Yu walked in with high heels, his face was as expressionless as ever: "The result of the lottery is out, Deng Hong and Zhu Qi, congratulations to you all? The two will be divided into one group this time. Your travel destination is the Yunmeng Grassland!"

Speaking of this, she rarely showed a smile, her tone was obviously calm, but she was clearly showing off: "I just happened to go with you."

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The two winners immediately cheered up and exchanged travel plans. Deng Hong still remembered the mentor he mentioned earlier: "Speaking of my mentor's dairy farm is in Yunmeng Grassland, we? Let's go see it together."

One week later, Yunmeng Grassland.

The sky is clear and clear, a road cuts directly through the grassland on both sides, the wind blows and the grass is low, and cattle and sheep can be seen.

There are even two yellow and white cows leisurely, swaggeringly passing by the road.

On the edge of the endless horizon, there are still several tents with local characteristic buildings.

A group of more than 50 people, they directly packed a bus, walked and played along the recommended route, and stopped to take pictures if they wanted to.

There is a river passing through the grassland nearby, the dark blue and light green are perfectly intertwined, and there are a few broken flowers blooming in the grassland. In the distance, a herdsman just came over with a few cows leisurely, It is the best view.

Makino also knows some photography, so he immediately stopped the car, pulled up a few good-looking employees, and couldn't wait to start taking pictures.

Qing Qin was also tired from the car. He put on his sunglasses and got out of the car. He found a stone and sat on it. His eyes just fell on a few cows that came not far away.

The few cows looked at him and seemed to be interested, and immediately rushed over with a "moo" cry, and ran around him.

Qing Qin couldn't help but think of the little lily flowers that he had put in foster care at his assistant's house before he left, reached out and touched their big heads, thought about it, and took out a few from the bento box on the side Strawberries, feed them directly.

The herdsmen came over a step later, and laughed when they saw this: "Guests, they like you very much."

Qing Qin nodded and smiled, his hand slid down the neck of the cow, landed on the back of the shoulder and neck, just on both sides of the spine, squeezed deliberately, swallowing: "I ? Love them too.”

Several cows also seemed to hear the danger behind this, and immediately backed away several meters.

Qing Qin was not annoyed, and asked: "Old man, which restaurants in the vicinity make better barbecue? Hot pot is also fine, me? I plan to have a good meal with my friends when we come out. local beef and mutton.”

New who was touched before suddenly cried out, as if to say: So you are greedy for me!

Qing Qin: I'm sorry, I don't want to, but the beef is really delicious.

Old Bole: "No wonder you like them, our family makes beef and mutton barbecue, or go to our house to eat at noon, the beef and mutton are all stocked and slaughtered now, a little fishy There is no taste at all, it is guaranteed to be delicious, there are so many of you who want to eat hot pot, order a hot pot, want to eat barbecue, order a few skewers of barbecue, and also eat roast whole lamb.”

The more I heard the name of the dish he reported, the brighter Qing Qin's eyes became, and now he couldn't wait to make a decision: "Meeting? It's fate, I will go to your house to eat today!"

The employees were also tired from playing. I heard that they had food to catch up immediately? A group of people got into the car and followed the cattle of the fellow villagers to the tent.

A long time ago, there was a row of charcoal stoves, one person per person, one small stove, sitting in front of the tent, grilling on the vast prairie.

Put that bamboo skewer on the skewer, do you want me to bake it or do you bake it yourself?"

Small stove, a handful of vegetables and a handful of noodles are delicious.

He assessed the mutton skillfully, with a hundred ways to do it in his mind, and asked at the same time, "What ingredients should I add to this roast mutton? Should the meat be marinated in advance?"

"No, the freshest lamb doesn't need to be marinated, the salt is prepared for you? Sprinkle a little when roasting and it will be delicious."

Han Yuquan nodded repeatedly: "The best ingredients only need the simplest way of cooking, too much practice will only cover up the umami of the ingredients themselves."

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Don't have to wait for a while? In the plate that Qingqin was carrying, the employees were feeding string after string of mutton and beef. No seasoning was added, just the simplest Salt, take a bite, the oil and aroma will explode in the mouth together, the lean meat will become more tender, and the appearance will become more charred and fragrant.

What's even more amazing is Han Yuquan's craftsmanship that makes the boss applaud again and again. His control of the heat is simply superb.

Qing Qin took a bite, and couldn't even comment. There was only one sentence in his mind: Absolutely.

"Have a hot pot in the evening," Qing Qin thought about the ox on the brain, "Well, this is a copper pot with mutton."

It can be eaten directly.

Half of this ingredient is the flavor that the locals often eat, and the other part is prepared on the spot by Han Yuquan with a little spice, which not only does not damage the taste of the raw material itself, but even contrasts with it.

Qing Qin ate half a bowl unconsciously, and repeatedly praised: "Chef Han's dipping sauce alone is enough to hold up a table of banquets."

The boss also came to smell the fragrance, and couldn't help asking about Han Yuquan's method of condiment, and offered to give them free orders or even send money.

Fortunately, before Qingqin became alert, Han Yuquan had already given the recipe: "It's okay, I can also mix it casually, and it's the right spice for you."

The boss thanked him again and again, went directly to the back kitchen, and came over with a bucket of boiled milk: "The milk I just milked today, it's well cooked, you all have a drink and see, I It's for you, not mixed with water."

The staff cheered again.

Take a sip, the taste is rich and rich, and the fragrance and mellow glide from the tip of the tongue.

"Delicious." Over there, Muye, who had tasted all over the world's delicacies before, was also very emotional, "Why didn't you drink a sip of milk when you came to Yunmeng Grassland at that time, it was a big loss!"

"It's delicious," the boss sat down with a smile, seeing the guests' admiration and a sense of pride, "My family's milk is the best around here, I bought it for special 30,000 cows for one."

As he spoke, he also became worried: "It's not easy to sell milk now, and big companies like Yunmeng don't collect milk from dairy farmers anymore."

"It's the same accident a few years ago. Several companies found that the protein content of milk was not enough, and they were able to pass the test because of illegal additives," Deng Hong sighed, "Since then, they have rarely collected milk from retail investors. Now, many companies choose to breed by themselves.”

His mentor is related to dairy cows, although he does not understand it, but he understands a little better than many people here: "In 10 years, Yunmeng said that according to national regulations, it is not allowed to put milk into milk. Add industrial ingredients and then push for lower standards in the dairy industry.”

"How do you say?" Qing Qin really doesn't like to drink milk, so he couldn't help pouring a glass at this time, and became interested in the history of this big company.

"The protein standard is reduced to less than three grams, and the colony standard is not higher than 2 million."

Someone asked: "It sounds okay."

Deng Hong said solemnly: "The international standard is not higher than 300,000."

Everyone gasped.

"In fact, Huaguo's dairy industry is very chaotic now, and it has long gone astray," Deng Hong recalled a little inside story he knew, "Since that incident happened? Generally more trust in imported milk sources, resulting in a large loss of domestic milk market. Unfortunately, the dairy monopoly alliance headed by Yunmeng did not improve technology and milk quality. Instead, they began to study consumer psychology and try their best to sell them. The product."

"Technology and security are the foundation of one's life." Qing Qin couldn't help frowning, "Yunmeng has developed too much like this."

"Yes, since the advent of room temperature packaged milk? Yunmeng, which holds the patent, has completely suppressed the local milk alliance. Unify the country."

Qing Qin's judgment: "After a monopoly, this company is better at suppressing the weak and maintaining its position through other means than constantly pursuing technological progress, which is really shameful."

He drank the fragrant milk again and sighed comfortably: "I think we, Qibao, can give it a try."

The author has something to say: Yunmeng Company is a large company that has been pinched by a lot of chaos in the dairy industry (mainly from the past), not a specific company. It is much stricter, and most of them are standardized and large-scale farming by large companies, so you can still drink it with confidence.