Chapter 116: Worm Mold

This is really unpleasant, at least in the third grain store, it is of little use.

But Shao Nianshi, who originally had a plan in his heart, was overjoyed when he saw these beans.

These things are exactly what he has been thinking about for the past few days to improve the sales structure of the shop.

Shao Nianshi, who saw this, wrote down all these rare grains, and then after a moment of silence, he asked Uncle Jiang: "Where are the grains that need to be out of the warehouse during the next big plate because of moisture, mold, and insects?"

Uncle Jiang didn't show it on his face, but his heart suddenly became energetic.

He didn't speak, just pointed his hand to the corner of the back of the warehouse, and waited for Shao Nianshi to take a look for himself.

Ooh!

That's a lot!

After seeing the small half of the sacks that were counted as waste, Shao Nianshi's eyes instantly tripled.

The rice noodles stacked here are at least a few dozen, and nearly a thousand are nearly worn.

Shao Nianshi looked at the sturdy airtight barn wall, the roof of the barn that would not leak rain, and he put his hand under his chin and rubbed it twice.

I'm afraid there's something going on here.

At this time, Shao Nianshi only hesitated, and the principle of life that his father had taught him made him roll up his sleeves, and walked straight to the stacks of tall rice bags to be destroyed, and picked off the bag of rice that was on the top.

Shao Nianshi did not shy away from Uncle Jiang, and under the gaze of the other party, he removed the empty sack.

A very ordinary smell of rice noodles came out of the mouth of the bag, and Shao Nianshi looked at it with his eyes, but he didn't see any problems with this bag of rice.

When he thrust his finger into one of them again, he understood what the problem was.

Among the handfuls of rice he was holding was a small black worm smaller than a sesame seed.

This is a type of rice worm that is particularly easy to produce after the rice has been left for a while.

Ordinary families buy this kind of fine rice noodles, but if they are not properly shelved, they will give birth to such rice worms.

However, this density.

Shao Nianshi, he inserted his hand into the middle of the rice again, and found that this density was only a few points, and it could not reach a large area of insects at all, so that the rice grains were hollow and rotten.

For example, even if it is a slightly wealthier family, there will be a housewife at home, and it will be dried in a ventilated place, but the small insects will be carefully sifted aside, carefully scooped twice, and then put into the pot.

Just like that, the rice went into the destroyed warehouse?

Shao Nianshi couldn't believe it.

He took the bag of rice in his hand, puffed himself, and went back again, carrying a so-called soaked bag of rice from another sack.

The appearance of this rice is very different from that of a raw worm's rice bag.

Traces of water running through appear on the surface of the sack.

A layer of water stains that have been dried after pollution ripples in circles on the top, and it looks much worse than the rice with insects.

Then, Shao Nianshi opened the bag of rice, but found that this rice was more beautiful than the insects over there from the outside.

Shao Nianshi, who was puzzled, only found out why this rice was classified as destroyed after inserting his hand into the rice bag.

This should have been accidentally soaked in water in the cabin during transportation.

But the person in charge of transportation is experienced, and he should have carried these rice bags directly to the deck.

Taking advantage of the good sun, the rescue treatment of exposure to the sun was carried out.

When the rice is dry, it is sealed as it is.

However, after this kind of rice is transported to the wharf, wouldn't the ordinary grain dealer directly sell it to various stockyard workshops at an extremely low price?

Whether it's brewing wine or vinegar, this kind of over-the-water rice that is still within the shelf life is not disliked by the other party.

It is a bit unreasonable to say that they have not been used effectively, and they are still in this warehouse waiting to be destroyed.

Shao Nianshi pondered for a moment, and went directly to the moldy pile.

It stands to reason that this rice should not even be put into storage, but should be buried and destroyed on the spot.

But they were grouped together in a small pile and placed in a separate corner.

Shao Nianshi couldn't help but want to investigate again.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Before Shao Nian approached, the pile of rice bags that had obviously not grown here rushed up a little bit of dust.

Shao Nian, who saw this scene, was very surprised, and turned his head and asked Uncle Jiang: "How can this kind of rice enter the barn of the first family, and you are not afraid of spoiling the good rice on the side?"

Uncle Jiang's eyes widened, and he shouted to Shao Nianshi: "No, shopkeeper, I haven't seen this pile of things when I came to the warehouse to replenish the stock last time." ”

Before Uncle Jiang finished speaking, a noisy sound suddenly came from behind them.

Shao Nianshi and their warehouse manager turned their heads to look together, and the eyes of a strange middle-aged man suddenly collided.

"Who is this?"

Looking at Shao Nianshi's doubts, the man was stunned for a moment, and then when he saw Uncle Jiang from the grain store standing behind the young man, a very enthusiastic smile appeared on his face.

"Oh, you're the new shopkeeper of the Third Grain Shop, aren't you?"

"Oops, disrespectful, disrespectful!"

"I am the shopkeeper of the first grain store at the entrance of the market street, my surname is Feng!"

"I heard that the third grain shop was transferred from the old courtyard to take over the business by a young and promising shopkeeper, but I didn't believe it at the time. ”

"When I saw it today, it really matched the description of others, and the shopkeeper Shao deserved to be young and promising!"

After speaking, the middle-aged man arched his hand towards Shao Nianshi, and as the first person to open his mouth to greet him, he took the lead in giving a salute.

Shao Nianshi was also stunned when he heard this, and then laughed honestly, and bowed his hand back: "Accept, accept." ”

The shopkeeper's words were contemptible and ashamed. ”

"It's just that Shao Nian has just arrived, and he has never met the manager of the same county. ”

"Today's hasty meeting is not Shao's someone, and when I have time another day, I must meet my colleagues. ”

"I'm just a shallow learner, and I have learned from my predecessors in business. ”

This was said politely, and the middle-aged man on the other side was satisfied.

He mistakenly touched the black silk armor on the outside of the green robe with his hand, and opened his mouth again with a smile: "What is the shopkeeper Shao doing? ”

"Shopkeeper Shao is dressed so decently, he can't be contaminated with such filth. ”

"No, in this way, I happened to bring the workers over, and the shopkeeper Shao wanted to check something, so let them carry it in front of the shopkeeper Shao, open the pocket, you said, they did it. ”