"Hey, the doorman Lao Yang is not there, Lao Yang is not there, please reply when you hear it......"

"This is the office Lao Li, there is a batch of new goods will arrive soon, the volume is very large, quickly find someone to prepare for unloading......"

"The boss of this batch of goods specially explained, and after it arrived, it was hidden first!"

Tian Yingying and I glanced at each other, and then laughed together.

I thought it would be difficult to find out what was going on in a heavily guarded factory, but I didn't expect it to take no effort to get there.

If there is no problem with this batch of goods, Jin Dabao will not deliberately explain.

I pinched my throat and just wanted to answer, Tian Yingying cleared her throat and said in a thick nasal middle-aged man's voice:

"Got it......"

Lao Li on the walkie-talkie didn't doubt that he had him, and after a few more instructions, he went to work on something else.

I turned off the walkie-talkie and looked at Tian Yingying in surprise:

"When did you learn to do this?"

"It's always been.,Didn't I have no chance before......"

Tian Yingying straightened her chin, stinky and fartful, and was collecting the Taoist book she got in the dungeon into her sleeve.

I smiled and nodded, and it was clear in an instant.

The owner of the dungeon is very arrogant, and his skills are extraordinary, Tian Yingying has learned far more from that scroll of Dao techniques than I imagined.

But this is a good thing, Uncle Tian San has been thinking about it all his life, and he wants to be a well-known Mr. Yin and Yang, but he is stuck in the inheritance. Maybe from Tian Yingying's generation, Uncle Tian's dream will come true.

At this time, the horn of a car sounded outside, and several large trucks drove over.

I hurriedly worked with Tian Yingying and Wang Dazhuang to change into the uniform in the security room, and then looked for the key to open the door.

The truck obviously came to the factory more than once, and after the door was opened, the car drove directly to the door of the processing workshop, and a bearded driver walked down from the first car:

"Lao Yang, where is the death, come and unload! What's more, I'm tired enough to drive to help you do this hard work. ”

Seeing that the truck driver was about to scold the street, I hurriedly greeted him:

"Huhu, Lao Yang is not feeling well today, so he specially asked us to help unload the goods without bothering the masters."

The driver looked at me and Tian Yingying suspiciously, and when he saw Wang Dazhuang, he nodded:

"It's new, and it doesn't hurt for young people to do some work. Let's move the car to the warehouse first, there aren't many things......"

The first cart was loaded with several live pigs, live cattle and live sheep, all of which were directly pulled from the major farms of Pigskin Village, and there were green food signs on their ears.

It is because of such a fresh and assured meat source that the meat products of Jindabao Factory sell so well, and even play the slogan of assured meat.

It is not easy to transport so many livestock into the warehouse to be slaughtered, and it is very simple to worry about Wang Dazhuang in this matter.

Tian Yingying and I barely did anything, and Wang Dazhuang transported all the livestock in this truck into the warehouse, but there were three more trucks behind.

I went to open the door of the second truck and wanted to continue unloading, but was stopped:

"Except for the first car, the other goods are unloaded to the No. 2 warehouse, Lao Yang didn't tell you? This old boy is really sloppy. ”

Warehouse 2? I know that there is more than one warehouse in the factory, but I am confused as to why the goods of other cars are put in warehouse No. 2.

The beard sighed and said:

"Forget it, look at you stupid, it's pitiful, I'll take you there!"

The bearded man let us into the car and led the convoy around the factory to a deserted-looking hut.

I walked into the cottage with my keychain and found that there was nothing in it but a door to an underground cold store......

Opening the cold storage door, in addition to the smell of frost, there is also a little smell of being frozen and rotten.

"It's ......"

I was taken aback.

Processed meat products, if not made into mature food products, should indeed be kept fresh in cold storage. But no matter whose cold storage it is, it shouldn't emit this smell.

It's even more delicious than the yin corpse in the dungeon! Tian Yingying frowned.

At this time, the bearded beard shouted outside:

"Okay, isn't it that hard to open a door, come to work!"

……

The next few trucks were all filled with frozen goods, including whole pigs, whole cattle and whole sheep, and the trucks did not have freezers, resulting in these frozen goods almost melting, releasing the same rancid smell as in the cold storage.

"Master, this is all rotten meat?"

I snorted and said.

The beard patted me on the shoulder and said casually:

"Okay, isn't it all meat, just eat the dead! This meat just has a little taste after being transported too far, and it was just frozen for a long time before, so it's no! ”

"You work hard, talk less."

I nodded, took Tian Yingying and Wang Dazhuang to throw all the frozen goods into the cold storage, and a few trucks left directly, Jin Dabao should have already settled the account.

"Little evil brother, what's going on? Aren't all the animals they sell in the pig skin farm, why do they still have all this rotten meat? ”

I sneered and said:

"What's going on, greedy!"

"The shipments of this factory are not small, and several nearby cities have distributed goods, even if all the villagers of Pigskin Village are driven away, and the houses are all livestock, it will not be able to satisfy Jin Dabao's appetite."

"It's understandable to buy raw materials from other places, but to fool consumers with zombie meat that has rotted for an unknown number of years, and to use the banner of Pigskin Village...... Jin Dabao must not die well. ”

Tian Yingying's eyes widened, as if she was surprised that I would say such a thing.

Cultivators have to abide by many rules, and in addition to the conscience of heaven and earth, they must also guard against the bad karma of cause and effect in their mouths. As the old saying goes, people are not as good as others, and disaster comes from the mouth...... That's it.

Bad words spoken about others from the mouth of a practitioner are likely to be fulfilled in themselves, so it is rare for a practitioner to curse others for no reason, unless it is a great vendetta that never ends.

Since I opened my mouth, I have to be ruthless.

I sighed and said:

"These things should be in the cold storage, let's go to the workshop and have a look."

Not far from the No. 1 warehouse, there is a workshop for dismantling live pigs, and I took Tian Yingying and Wang Dazhuang into it.

It was very cold in the workshop, and there was a smell of blood.

It is different from the clean and hygienic workshop in the TV, which is spotless, polished stainless steel, completely dismantled live pigs by machine.

The tiles here are covered with dark red sewage, and there is a layer of black dirt on the walls, as if someone has burned charcoal here.

There is a machine for dismantling pigs, but it is the kind that needs to be done manually, that is, a few enlarged guillotines, and a few workers with dragons tattooed on their arms are operating together, and the black guillotines divide the whole pig into several parts, and the pigs stare until they die.

I frowned, and heard the recognized conversation inside:

"Brother Long, let's kill pigs like this, and the blood hasn't been cleaned, can this meat be delicious?"

"Hehe, those fools who buy our meat know a ball, and they won't be able to taste anything if they sprinkle more seasoning."

At this moment someone noticed us and shouted:

"Hey, people over there, why are you stunned to come and help!"