In the afternoon, baskets of strawberries were delivered to the candy factory.

Under the order of the old factory director, the employees of the factory came to work.

Director Yuan held a mobilization meeting in the canteen, stood in front of everyone and said, "This is the task assigned to us by Vice Mayor Zhang! The task is simple and pays well. As long as it is done well, everyone can make up for the salary that they have lacked for half a year. The most important thing is that if our factory can follow others to do the jam business, there is great hope for a resurrection! Whether it's good or bad, it depends on this one! I'm getting old and I'm going to retire next year. You're still young, and the factory depends on you!"

Everyone was aroused by the factory director's passionate speech, and their voices said one after another: "The factory director can rest assured. We're not going to sleep these days, and we're going to get things out!"

Director Yuan smiled, "Okay!"

Everyone rushed to the workshop excitedly.

A ready-made factory is good because it has everything.

Cleaning room, boiling room, assembly room, refrigeration room, the division of labor is clear and orderly.

The lady in the washing room exclaimed, "Ah, it's a waste of such a good strawberry jam, isn't it?"

"What can you do? Just get to work!"

It is inevitable that some people can't bear the sweetness of strawberries, secretly taste a few, don't say anything in their mouths, and feel like a mirror in their hearts: it is difficult to sell jam made of such strawberries!

The strawberries were cleaned and cut into small pieces and sent to the boiling room, and the boiler, which had not caught fire for half a year, was burning brightly.

Ling Mei pointed out on the side: "Our strawberries are very sweet, usually 500 grams of rock sugar are added to one kilogram of strawberries. Let's put less, 300 grams is enough. As for additives such as gelatin preservatives, they are not used. 「

As the workers kept stirring, the strawberries in the deep pot gradually emitted a sweet aroma that made people swallow.

Ling Mei also guided the transformation of the fire and the control of time. After 45 minutes, the first batch of strawberry jam came out of the pan.

Before Zhuo Lin's custom-made glass jar arrived, the dark pink strawberry jam was served in a snow-white enamel bowl, crystal like a jewel in the landscape, fluorescent and flickering.

In everyone's expectation, Ling Mei gently scooped up a spoonful of slightly trembling jam and put it into her mouth, slowly closed her eyes, feeling that she had stepped into a sweet forest, sweet but not greasy, like a flower blooming in the morning breeze, bees want to compete to capture its fresh sweetness.

Ling Mei put down the spoon.

She bowed deeply to the workers, "Thank you."

Thunderous applause.

The workers of the candy factory needed the confidence to rebuild the factory right the first time. The appearance of strawberry jam is like nectar after a long drought, completely activating the backwater Jade Rabbit Factory.

For the next half month, the boiler worked day and night.

The glass jars finally arrived in time, and the workers in the assembly room were smiling and storing their hopes in the jars one by one and labeling them. Sent to the cold room.

At this time, in a dark and old small building in Nanping.

"Mr. Duan. Our plan doesn't seem to be working." The person pretending to be Boss Hu hunched his back in front of Duan Yiyang.

Duan Yiyang's face suddenly became gloomy: "It doesn't work? Lao Kou, everything has come to this point, can you still let her escape from Ascension?"

Lao Kou swallowed: "This- blame me, I underestimated her too much. This girl is young, and the ghost ideas are one after another, and I can't stop them—"

Duan Yiyang shouted: "Tell the point!"

Lao Kou unconsciously took a small step back: "She found a candy factory."

Duan Yiyang didn't react: "Candy factory? Strawberry candy?"

"—it's strawberry jam."

After Lao Kou finished speaking, he didn't dare to look up at the other party's face. You don't need to look to know that it must be covered with dark clouds, eerie and cold.

Duan Yiyang was stunned for a long time before a little creek sound rolled out of his throat.

"Strawberry Jam—" He sighed softly. said coldly, "Strawberry jam can only solve her urgent needs. For the next batch of strawberries, the fruit merchants in Guangzhou still insisted on reducing the price and forced her to make profits."

Lao Kou swallowed his saliva: "Mr. Duan." Now it seems that the blockage cannot be blocked. What if she gets her own import and export company and resells strawberries by herself...... It's entirely possible."

"As long as it's in Guangzhou, her fruit company will never be able to open it." Duan Yiyang's voice was fierce.

"Mr. Duan." Lao Buckle couldn't help but remind him, "She still has the support of the sixth master."

Duan Yiyang said coldly: "He Guhong has been rampant in Guangzhou for so many years. Enough money to make. Which of you doesn't want to take his place?"

The old buckle was excited: "This ...... Mr. Duan, for the sake of Xiao Lingmei, I went to pry the sixth master's iron wall, this, there is no need, right?"

Duan Yiyang sneered: "A group of things with thieves but not thieves!"

Lao Kou laughed: "He Liuye is really not moving. You should know better than we do about his power."

Duan Yiyang said, "He can't move. What about his son?"

Lao Buckle's heart sank.

Duan Yiyang is determined to get along with the sixth master?

"He Xiangxian, this kid has pigtails all over his body." Duan Yiyang sneered, "If there is a gap from his side, I don't believe that Sixth Master He can still see death without saving him."

The old button was submissive, and the cold sweat oozing from the back drenched the T-shirt.

"Strawberry Jam, you keep staring. See where she wants to sell it." Duan Yiyang chased after him, "Don't think about it. Most of them are Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou. The Haicheng market is not easy to enter, the capital people have a high vision, Guangzhou has me guarding, and a bottle of jam does not want to flow into the city. After boiling her for three months, the jam had to spoil. She still lost all her money!"

The old button sighed. If you want to stop non-staple foods from entering the city, there are many ways. You can get stuck at the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, and you can get stuck again at the Health Bureau. It's really not that hard to get stuck for three months.

However, they waited and waited, and they did not wait for the strawberry jam transport truck from Nanping to Guangzhou.

Not only Guangzhou, but also Haicheng and the capital have not moved at all.

It's weird, what does Xiao Lingmei want to do?

******

On April 12, 1984, Ling Mei received the invitation to the Canton Fair.

"Zhong Lao is really powerful!" Ling Mei held the invitation and was happy.

Admission tickets to the Canton Fair are not so easy to get. Coincidentally, Zhong Lao is one of the people in charge of the food branch of the Canton Fair. Hearing what Ling Mei wrote in the letter, her temper immediately came up.

How can he tolerate the heinous behavior of the capitalists who do not hesitate to sabotage the state's poverty alleviation policy, waste the hard work of the peasants, and cause huge losses of millions of yuan for the sake of their own selfish desires?

The loss made Mei resourceful to find herself, otherwise what would have been lost was more than money? It is also the hope of life for the vast number of farmers to make a fortune.

There are multiple venues in the Canton Fair. Industrial products, textiles, food, handicrafts are all available. In recent years, the turnover has been on the rise. Zhong Lao specially learned about it, and among the foods exhibited this year, there are a lot of canned fruits. But Lingmei's strawberry jam is unique. Moreover, the consumption of jam in Europe and the United States is huge, Zhong Lao has tasted the sample sent by Ling Mei, and the taste can only be described as an endless aftertaste.

So, at the Canton Fair, where every inch of land is expensive, a table and a refrigerator were prepared, but the three-square-meter booth was reserved for Yunlai Village in NP City.

To provide you with the fastest update of the great god Shen Bicera's "Rebirth Eighty, the Mountain has a Spirit and I Have a Field", in order for you to see the fastest update of this book next time, please be sure to save the bookmark!

Chapter 163: Hurry up and read for free.