Chapter 123: Canned Food Factory

"Ugh..."

Su Mian felt some physiological discomfort, raised her hand to press her hat brim, really not expecting to see such a shocking scene.

After digesting for a good while, Su Mian lifted her legs to leave. Her main purpose today was to go to the Canned Food Factory, not here.

Calculating the time, they headed to the Canned Food Factory. From far away, they saw a crowd gathered outside the factory iron gate, pushing small carts, carrying baskets, noisy, all bosses from nearby towns and small shops coming to stock up.

Su Mian lowered her hat brim, pulled up the collar of the denim shirt, mixed into the crowd, and Fuerdi followed half a step behind her.

A bald man wearing overalls was shouting on a pile of canned food boxes stacked like a small mountain.

"... latest batch! King's Celebration Special Supply! Eat our canned food, girls will be forever young, faces like peeled eggs! Men, well..."

He squeezed his eyes lewdly and patted his waist, "Energetic, guaranteed to be able to go three times a night!"

Several bursts of knowing laughter came from the crowd.

The overalls guy had sharp eyes, saw the unfamiliar Su Mian, and immediately jumped down, leaning over enthusiastically.

"This boss is new! New here? Come taste, taste and you'll know the benefits!" He stuffed an opened can over without saying a word.

"Factory resources are tight recently. After this period, I'm afraid the canned food volume will drop significantly."

Inside was pink, jelly-like minced meat, emitting a strange sweet fishy smell that even rich spices couldn't cover.

Su Mian didn't take it.

The overalls guy wasn't embarrassed, licked his lips, and lowered his voice.

"Looking at this build of yours, boss, you haven't suffered much usually, right? Hehe, eat this of ours, guaranteed..."

He chuckled twice, implying something, "Girls can't leave you."

Su Mian raised her eyebrows, anger rising.

What does he mean by her kind of build?

She didn't know if it was because she was wearing a man's clothes and felt like she was possessed by a ghost, but she inexplicably felt unconvinced.

She grabbed the iron chain connected to Fuerdi's neck. Fuerdi leaned forward obediently, his cold cheek sticking to her earlobe.

Su Mian turned her head and said to the overalls guy: "I don't need that kind of thing."

She paused, the iron chain winding around her fingertips, "Am I right, dear?"

He had long seen through her intention, ripples of pleasure spreading in his amber pupils, and he curled his lips and nodded.

It seemed he was cooperating with her, but his hand reached onto Su Mian's waist, as if declaring sovereignty.

Even through the rough denim fabric, he could feel the slenderness and toughness of that waist.

His hand slid along the waistline to the side waist, and then, pinched gently.

The fabric dented, outlining that slender waist even more breathtakingly.

The overalls guy looked at the arrogant Su Mian, then at the calm and composed Fuerdi, who was acting as if he were subservient, and understood instantly.

"Ah... haha, then it seems... it seems it really isn't needed..."

Finally, he looked at the red-haired man's crotch, his expression terrified.

Little cowboy has good fortune.

Su Mian let go of the iron chain. Seeing the overalls guy's expression changing unpredictably, she didn't pursue it deeply.

"Goods, I naturally want to see them, but just tasting these outside isn't enough."

"I want to go into the factory and see, your processes, hygiene, whether they deserve the word 'special supply'."

The smile on the overalls guy's face stalled instantly. He tucked the can into his trouser pocket, his eyes gloomy.

"Boss... I'm afraid you don't know the rules here."

He stepped forward, "In the factory, except for employees and bosses," he smiled "kindly," "there are no living people."

Su Mian hugged her chest without speaking. The overalls guy didn't tangle with her anymore, jumping onto the wooden box to continue shouting. She stared at the overalls guy's walking posture and narrowed her eyes.

Limping?

This place was highly suspicious. It seemed she had to go in and take a look.

The two took the opportunity to leave, circling to the waste pile on the side of the factory. The fishy smell was even heavier.

Rusty iron sheets and broken wooden boxes were piled up like a mountain.

Behind it was an inconspicuous small side door left ajar, with dim light and running machinery inside.

She rummaged out two broken one-piece employee uniforms from the pile. She took off her heavy outer skirt casually, revealing a pale pink palace-style undershirt.

Fuerdi's face flushed with heat, but he stared straight at her, his eyes never moving half a point. Su Mian was stared at until her hair bristled, glaring at him.

"Change clothes quickly, why are you staring at me?"

Hearing this, Fuerdi withdrew his gaze and put on the one-piece uniform.

Although the employee uniform was a bit old, it was pressed in the wooden box, so there was no dust or mud, and no difference could be seen.

Su Mian knocked on the door. The girl inside opened the door timidly, looking at the two with some doubt.

Su Mian: "The manager asked us to throw things away. The front door is blocked by many bosses. Can we enter from here?"

The girl looked at the two and didn't suspect anything, opening the door.

Behind the door was a narrow, damp passage.

On the wall was the long-faded "Willow Delicious Canned Food Factory Employee Code," the handwriting blurred by water stains, but barely legible.

Willow Delicious Canned Food Factory Employee Code

1. Employees must wear the uniformly issued one-piece uniform, keep it clean, and are strictly forbidden from taking it off or damaging the uniform before leaving the production area.

2. The raw material processing workshop (Area A) and the filling and packaging workshop (Area B) are strictly separated. Area A employees are not allowed to enter Area B, and Area B employees are not allowed to enter Area A. Violators will bear the consequences.

3. All raw materials are supplied directly by the ranch, fresh and sufficient. It is strictly forbidden to question the source of raw materials, and it is strictly forbidden to bring outside food into the factory area.

4. During working hours, earplugs must be worn. Any abnormal sound heard (including but not limited to crying, singing, tapping sounds) is regarded as normal machine operating noise. It is forbidden to look for the source of the sound, and it is forbidden to respond.

5. After work every day, you must thoroughly clean your body and uniform in the shower room using special disinfectant, paying special attention to hands and feet. The cleaning time must not be less than ten minutes.

6. If any independently appearing footwear (whether new or old) is found in the factory area, it must be immediately packaged in a recycling bag and placed in the red recycling box at the entrance of the passage. Do not touch, do not try to wear.

7. After the canned food packaging is completed, it must be transported to the warehouse (Area C) by a designated person.

8.......

The handwriting behind was completely illegible. Suddenly, a burst of footsteps attacked. She pulled Fuerdi and pressed tightly against the wall, but was still noticed by the middle-aged man.

"What are you two doing!"

He looked at the blue stripes on their clothes, "Area B? Hurry back to work!"

Su Mian nodded, pulling Fuerdi and turning into the canning area on the map hurriedly.

The deafening machine noise instantly swallowed everything.

A huge mixing tank rotated slowly in the center of the workshop, and purple-red viscous slurry was injected into the fast-running filling line below through thick pipes.

Rows of empty cans moved forward in line on the conveyor belt, filled, capped, and labeled with smiling cows and bright fruits. ===== CHAPTER 124 =====