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Chapter 277 Master Hou's Shock

"Master Hou, this way please."

Wang Dong took Hou Junji to walk through the courtyard with iron pots, and walked to the packaging workshop inside. After entering the workshop, Hou Junji saw a few slaves carrying a bucket of boiled white fungus soup and pouring it with spoons. They come in glass bottles.

Wang Dong did not choose to buy any modern production equipment in the packaging process. After all, those canned food packaging equipment was set up for later generations with relatively high labor costs. For the production line, it is better to recruit two more slaves and let them fill them slowly with spoons.

Hou Junji looked at the slaves quite curiously, and put the tremella soup into glass jars. He couldn't help but want to reach out and pick up a glass bottle on the ground. He was quite interested in this kind of transparent glass screen before. , Today I actually saw a place full of them, and I was naturally shocked in my heart.And at this moment, the person who brought white fungus soup to invite Wang Dong and Hou Junji to drink, the steward hurriedly said: "Please don't!"

Hou Junji was taken aback, looked at the steward, then looked at Wang Dong, Wang Dong smiled and said, "He's used to it—these cans have been scalded with boiling water, and then dried very clean. In our factory, direct hand contact without washing hands is not allowed."

After Wang Dong finished speaking, he nodded to the steward and said, "You ask the bottler to get one for your lord."

The manager quickly nodded in agreement, and then asked the front-line production workers to bring a canned jar to Hou Junji.

Hou Junjipo was surprised that the rules in Wang Dong's workshop were so strict, and he took a look at the can and liked it very much. Wang Dong used a transparent glass screen to pack a few cans for him before and sent them to Hou Jun. Junji felt that there was nothing else to do, but those crystal clear glass bottles were like works of art in Hou Junji's eyes. Even after eating the canned tremella, he was reluctant to throw them away. A few clean bottles were still in his pocket. The desk is used to hold tea for drinking.

Hou Junji took the glass bottle and stroked it for a while, then said to Wang Dong: "The glass bottles themselves are very valuable to sell, why not use cheaper bottles for canning?"

Wang Dong said with a smile: "Our tremella cans were originally planned to be priced at such a high price as 200 taels. If there is only one bottle of tremella water, many people may feel that it is not worth it. But if we use such a transparent bottle, everyone will naturally Take a high look at our cans, and this thing looks good on display, and it is also a face to hold as a gift."

What Wang Dong didn't say is that although the technology of canned food is simple, it still needs a very important industrial product, that is glass bottle.If there is no glass, fine porcelain bottles can also be used, but cheaper clay or bamboo and wood containers cannot be used to make cans because they are loose and porous and cannot be completely sealed.Fine porcelain bottles are even more expensive to manufacture than glass bottles.This stuff was considered a little of his technical secrets, and Hou Junji didn't need to tell him all about it unless he asked him.

Hou Junji nodded when he heard the words. He himself felt that the canned food in glass jars looked very high-end. Thinking about what Wang Dong said, he couldn't help but agree with it. The cork-sealed cans said: "After these cans are packed, they must be sent to the steamer for steaming to achieve long-term preservation."

Hou Junji looked at the cans, and saw that besides the canned tremella and goji berries, there were some glass bottles that seemed to contain cherries, and the glass cans containing cherries were obviously not as transparent as the cans of tremella and goji berries, with a slight yellow or green tint. variegated.

Wang Dong pointed to the canned cherries and said with a smile that this is a local specialty. Shanzhou cherries grow wild all over the mountains and plains outside the city. The taste is very good, so I also made some. It’s just that everyone thinks that canned fruit is not as valuable as white fungus, so our price will be lower. In order to save costs, we use this kind of slightly flawed fruit. glass jars for filling.

Hou Junji nodded when he heard the words, and asked Wang Dongdao curiously: "How long can the canned food made like this last? Can it be safely transported to the pass?"

He had received a few cans before, and Wang Dong told him that the storage time of these things was very long, but Hou Junji still had no idea how long it would be.

Wang Dong laughed and said, "If the glass bottles of canned cherries and white fungus like this don't break, they can be stored for two years without deterioration."

Hou Junji was taken aback when he heard the words, and couldn't help asking: "How long?"

After Wang Dong answered in the affirmative, Hou Junji took a few cans and watched carefully.

The principle of canned food has not changed for hundreds of years since it was invented by the French. It is guaranteed that the food stored in a sealed and sterilized space will not deteriorate for two to three years. Of course, Wang Dong dare not say that the longer time is because Although the principle of canning can guarantee that his cans can be stored for a long time, Wang Dong does not dare to guarantee that the airtightness of his corks and glass bottles can last for such a long time. As long as the corks leak some air into the cans after a long time, the cans will definitely be damaged.

"This thing is quite useful when marching." Hou Junji suddenly grew up.

Wang Dong smiled and nodded.

Canned food was originally invented by Hou Junji as marching food, so it is normal to think of this.

However, although canned food preserves sugar and protein, it is cooked at high temperature, and most of the vitamins in fruits and vegetables are lost.So it's not really a healthy food.However, for the soldiers who have been working on an expedition and cannot replenish fruits, it is better to have cans than nothing.

Hou Junji thought for a while and said: "It's a pity that the cost of canning this can is too high. The reason is that this glass bottle can be worth several catties of military rations. Two hundred Wen a piece is too expensive to make military rations. but……"

What he thought in his mind was that his marching chief yamen could purchase some canned food for the army after the expedition.

After all, during the previous attack on Tuyuhun, Hou Junji still had fresh memories of their expedition to the edge of the Taklimakan Desert and their final victory.In addition to being happy at that time, what made the generals of the Tang army quite regretful was that even though the army won a great victory, they had already run out of food and grass. They could only drink horse blood to replenish water. At that time, Murong Yun's side also ran out of ammunition and food, so the army After the victory, he couldn't even hold a celebration banquet. He only ate a meal of military rations and hastily returned to the court.If the grain table could have carried some cans of this kind at that time, the soldiers would not have been so poorly fed.

Wang Dong nodded when he heard the words, and said to Hou Junji: "This kind of canned food can also be made into meat, and the storage time can also reach about two years. If we need it, I can let the workshop trial produce some and send it to adults in two days."

Hou Junji couldn't help agreeing when he heard the words. He knew that the main market for such high-value products as canned food was to send them to the customs for the enjoyment of high-ranking officials and dignitaries. For him, it was naturally best to be able to make canned meat for laborers, and it was okay if he couldn't. Nothing.

After Wang Dong asked the manager to fill three boxes of canned food and send them to Hou Junji's car, the group left the canning workshop and continued to walk deep into the workshop area.

After a while, he came to the cigarette workshop. Before Hou Junji entered the workshop, he could not help but take a deep breath when he smelled the strong aroma of flue-cured tobacco leaves.

(End of this chapter)