Lu Ming, Lu Min and other friends stood at the entrance of the cafeteria in the Jiuchang family area. They looked at the menu on the blackboard at the entrance of the cafeteria. No one was in the cafeteria.
Lu Ming suddenly said: "How about you go home and secretly eat instant noodles while the second sister is not at home."
A child also said: "I want to have a bowl of noodles with oil."
Not to mention them, even the college students at Dongyuan University can't stand it.
It has been twenty days.
On the first day, everyone was excited.
The next day, everyone was happy.
On the third day, everyone was still very happy.
On the fifteenth day, everyone felt very uncomfortable.
On the 20th day, I feel uncomfortable when I see the menu on the blackboard with the word "chicken" in it.
Even vegetarian chicken and tofu products are uncomfortable.
All because of Ouyang Weasel..., ah, no, Ouyang Qianqian, the new leader of the food team.
Since Ouyang Qianqian took charge of the food group, 40% of all funds received have been given to chicken farms and 40% to sugar factories. The remaining 20% has been divided among dozens of other projects.
Fu Qiang.
As an excellent old man, he has experienced the most difficult years, years of struggle, and countless days of not having enough to eat.
He also worked in the position of secretary of industry and electricity for more than ten or twenty years.
I definitely dare to shout: I have never seen anything.
At this time, he was in trouble.
The person in charge of the chicken farm and a professor from the Forestry College looked at the chart and looked uncomfortable.
Fan Mang came over with a notebook: "Professor Lu, Director Fu, the place must be cleared today. The two new batches of chicks continue to complete hatching. We need to clear out the oldest batches here. The oldest batch has been alive for five years.
For ten days, they are wasting our feed reserves, so this time, all those that have been more than forty-two days old will be cleared out."
Fu Qiang turned his head: "Professor Lu, are the experimental results confirmed?"
Professor Lu shook his head: "Director Fu, listen to me. This is a brand-new technology. Whether it is harmful to people after eating it requires sufficient experimental data."
"I know, of course I know. That's why I didn't dare to prepare it for the researcher cafeteria of the institute, nor did I dare to prepare it for Yue Yangfei Zao. But you should also know that the school cafeteria has been eating fried chicken for twenty days.
It’s stewed, boiled, grilled, roasted, steamed, stuffed. I’ve used all the possible methods. Even an old guy like me, who almost starved to death several times, is annoyed by the sight of chicken.”
Fan Mang also said: "Professor Lu is right. My future father-in-law also believes that this is a new technology and must be considered very carefully. In Gaul, this review process may take two years."
Fu Qiang asked: "How did Gaul deal with these chickens in the experimental stage?"
"Burn."
Fu Qiang turned his head: "Lao Lu?"
Professor Lu replied: "Theoretically, judging from the data, it is definitely edible. Burning it on a fire is too wasteful. We are not the kind of people who spend money. However, this batch is only 2,000 to 3,000.
Only, the quantity is too much. It would be a pity to burn it anyway, I dare to eat it."
Fu Qiang roared angrily: "It's all good meat. It's a crime to burn it."
Professor Lu also sighed: "At that time, I asked team leader Ouyang what level to follow. She said that the highest level should be doubled, and the rhythm should be the fastest. The parent chickens should produce at least 28 eggs every month.
Eggs, the amount of eggs consumed during the research process now seems almost negligible."
"Then, eggs are more valuable when they are hatched. It is also of great experimental value to study the growth process after hatching. It's just..." Professor Lu couldn't say anything else.
However, these grown-up chickens cannot be sold, even if everyone in Factory No. 9 is allowed to eat them.
There are still too many.
Fu Qiang smiled: "I dare say that there are still many people in the Ninth Factory who are not tired of chickens now. There must be many. Ouyang Qianqian is one of them. He has learned how to make chickens by himself."
Professor Lu looked at the chart: "Science can't cheat. I'm sure this chicken can be eaten."
"Someone from the Fire Protection Department, come here." Fu Qiang picked up the bell and shouted.
Soon, someone came over.
Fu Qiang said: "Go, contact Shi Bianyu, tell them to put down all the work in their hands, make me cages, cages for live chickens, and let them chop bamboo. Let them chop freely. It doesn't need to look good, as long as it is practical and useful.
Weave as many as you want for me. Before tonight, I will weave at least a thousand."
"yes."
call!
Fu Qiang let out a long breath.
Professor Lu said to Fan Mang: "It's okay. We will start clearing the place tonight."
"Well, Professor, after cleaning tonight, it will have to be cleaned again in three days at most."
"knew."
Fu Qiang returned to Factory No. 9 and suddenly found Ouyang Qianqian leading people to the cafeteria, with two big guys pulling behind them on a trolley.
Fu Qiang shouted: "Ouyang Qianqian."
"Director Fu, do you want to come and see the new machine I invented?"
"You can still invent?" Fu Qiang was very surprised.
It's really a new machine.
Rotary assembly line omelette machine, a large disk, grease it, beat the eggs, rotate it in a circle, slide the diagonal shovel across, and the fried egg will fall accurately into the basin.
It’s fast, efficient, and the fried eggs are evenly colored.
The rotary ceiling stove can roast forty whole chickens at a time. The grill rotates freely 360 degrees to ensure that each chicken can be evenly cooked. It also has a retractable oil and sugar brush on the top, which can be cooked in time.
Brush the outside of the roasted chicken with the oil-sugar mixture.
Together with Ouyang Qianqian, they are all not famous foodies in the institute.
It took a few days to build such a machine.
It also comes with a computer board and program control.
"Whatever, the researcher restrictions are relaxed today. You can eat as much as you want." Fu Qiang was no longer able to complain. You can do whatever you like.
These people pushed the oven and headed towards the cafeteria.
Ouyang Qianqian was very excited because Fu Qiang lifted the restriction that prevented researchers from eating chicken.
Today, we must bake a lot.
Fu Qiang walked a few steps, suddenly turned around and shouted: "Wait a minute."
Everyone stopped.
Fu Qiang walked a few steps quickly and stared at the oven: "Let me ask you, what is the temperature in the oven for roasting chicken?"
A researcher immediately replied: "Two hundred six, the highest is 288. But basically 230 degrees is enough to roast the chicken. We have set it so that the temperature is only raised briefly when it is almost done, and the skin of the roasted chicken
Brush with oil and sugar, and the baked product must be crispy and the color must be very good. We have made a mathematical model."
"No, no." Fu Qiang pointed to the brush in the oven: "Can this thing be placed in the oven?"
Another researcher said proudly: "Yes, absolutely. This is our newly invented special resin synthetic material. It is soft and does not allow grease to stick to it. It will not change its shape under a high temperature of 300 degrees. It is completely