System: Interstellar Planting Daily

On Saturday, Ye Qingluo went to the food factory with his parents.

Most people here in the factory have taken a break, and only a few people are on duty.

Speaking of this, Ye Qingluo felt that his father was a very good boss.

Everyone at Luye Food Factory has weekends off. Even if someone needs to be on duty on Saturdays and Sundays, they can rest on other days.

Weekends are not uncommon.

However, working 6 hours a day on weekends is very jealous!

‘How many social animals would be jealous of this kind of job and salary if it were on the other side of the earth? ’

[More than 6%, if you work hours or have two weekends off, any one of them will make millions of social animals envious. 】

‘Forget it, don’t hurt them anymore. ’

When he arrived at the factory, Ye Chong looked at his son and asked, "Are you going to the office and waiting, or are you going to the operation room to take a look?"

Qing Ning pushed Ye Chong away and pulled her son inside: "What operation room are you looking at? We'll look at it later. Let's go to the warehouse first. You don't need to replenish the inventory. Replenish more. You should have something at your disposal when you go out. Something close to you."

"Yeah, yeah, I listen to mom." Ye Qingluo nodded obediently and looked at his dad with a smile.

Ye Chong's eyes were full of disgusting affection. He looked at Qing Ning and said, "You can take your son and take whatever you want. If it's not enough, add another line and you can produce it today."

"-_-||" It's really unnecessary!

He just wanted to give Xiao Rui some ready-to-eat cans and snacks. They spent all day fighting zombies, so they probably didn't have much time to produce various supplies in the early stage. After stabilizing in the future, they would definitely have various factories of their own.

[Even if it takes several years. 】

‘Yes, most of the crystal nuclei he takes out now are still first-level, and occasionally there are second-level ones. We don’t know how far zombies, mutated animals and plants will evolve. ’

[At that time, the last large number of zombies on the earth were eliminated after they evolved to level five. There were also a few that reached level five, which were particularly powerful. 】

‘Xiao Rui’s side is probably similar. This process is basically the same in the novel. ’

While chatting with Anhua, Ye Qingluo followed Qing Ning to the No. 1 warehouse.

All canned foods are placed here, including canned meat of various flavors, miso, pickles, etc.

They are all good for meals!

Ye Qingluo was not polite to his family, and put the whole box of cans into the system warehouse with a "swish, swish, swish" sound.

Collecting supplies is really addictive. When Ye Qingluo came to his senses, he actually emptied half of the warehouse.

Qing Ning stood aside and looked at her son amusedly. Ye Qingluo looked at his mother's smiling face and scratched his head in embarrassment: "I accidentally collected too much."

"What are you afraid of? It won't expire if I leave it with you..." At this point, Qing Ning smiled again and said, "But when you give it away, you have to make it clear to them that the production date printed on it cannot be accurate."

Ye Qingluo narrowed his eyes and smiled and said: "It's okay, it's okay to eat. That person doesn't mind whether it's expired or not. Mom, where are the instant noodles? I need to add more instant noodles."

Qing Ning frowned: "Do you want to eat instant noodles? Don't be lazy and don't want to cook. There are too many condiments in the instant noodles, and you will easily get angry if you eat them."

In this regard, the R&D team and the quality inspection team of the food factory are also helpless. Too many condiments will easily cause irritation, but too little condiments will taste bland and unpalatable. As a commodity, if it tastes bad, neither the purchaser nor the consumer will be satisfied. .

In the end, it was the staff of the planning team who came up with the idea to print warm reminders on the packaging, such as "Fast food, you will get angry if you eat too much~", "Although it tastes good, don't be glutton~", "Please drink more water after eating ~" Wait.

Ye Qingluo is a homebody, and his usual amount of exercise is negligible. Therefore, his body metabolism is relatively slow. If it weren't for his supernatural powers, he would have gotten angry hundreds of times just because of his heavy taste!

Even if he has a special ability, Qing Ning will not allow him to be picky eaters. He can eat heavy food, but he must eat it with light dishes.

Especially instant noodles, because of the salty seasonings, Qing Ning does not allow his son to eat more. For this reason, he has also set a rule: he cannot eat instant noodles more than twice a month, and he can only eat a small bag at a time.

Fortunately, Ye Qingluo didn't like instant noodles much, but they were fresh when they were first produced, so he tried every flavor.

Perhaps eating instant noodles for several meals in a row left such a deep impression on Qing Ning that Qing Ning was always subconsciously worried that her son would eat instant noodles behind his back at home.

In this regard, Ye Qingluo was quite helpless.

"Mom, I really haven't eaten instant noodles! There are so many delicious options, who would eat instant noodles every day? I want instant noodles for others, and that person is sometimes too busy to cook."

Qing Ning then nodded and said: "Okay, as long as you don't eat it. This instant noodles is called instant noodles because of its convenience."

With that said, the mother and son came to another large warehouse, which contained instant noodles of various flavors and specifications.

Ye Qingluo didn't care about the taste. While asking Anhua to receive the goods at the system warehouse, he greeted his mother: "Mom, I'm going to clear out this warehouse. The goods shipped today will be deducted directly from my account." ."

Qing Ning rolled her eyes at him: "My son will deduct money when he gets the goods?"

"Buckle! It doesn't matter, I have money!"

"..."

Qing Ning didn't know what to say. She had only heard that her youngest son was like a nouveau riche before, but she finally saw it today.

Ye Qingluo, a young upstart, wanders around the warehouse so that Anhua can receive goods at close range.

After this warehouse was emptied, he turned to the third warehouse.

There are many types of goods in this warehouse, including various seasonings, such as oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, Sichuan peppercorns, peppers, peppers, etc.

This won't be used much for the time being. After all, Xiao Rui is too lazy to cook. But Ye Qingluo still packed dozens of boxes each.

Regardless of whether Xiao Rui needs it or not, he has to keep more in his system warehouse at all times. If they need it, he might just load it directly.

Anhua was loading his things when Ye Chong's message came over.

Ye Qingluo answered: "Dad, what's wrong?"

"How many steamed buns and steamed buns do you want?"

"Are we going to start now? Let's make about a thousand steamed buns first, and then make a few more fillings for the steamed buns, a thousand of each."

Ye Chong was silent for a few seconds, and finally couldn't help but muttered: "Just doing this for a thousand and a thousand? How dare you let the machine run?"

Ye Qingluo:......

"Then...then dad, just watch and do it. Anyway, I have a place to arrange it."

"Row."

Ye Chong cut off the communication and waved to his assistant to make arrangements: "Just make the usual quantities and make a batch of each type of pasta."

"Okay, Mr. Ye."

***

On the other side, Ye Qingluo finished loading the goods and followed Qing Ning to visit his factory.

Today's Luye Food Factory is very different from the original one. In terms of area alone, it has expanded at least six times.

However, compared to the food factories in the 21st century on earth, the number of employees here is much smaller, and the level of technology is there. Many positions only require monitors and operators, and the work on the assembly line is basically operated by machines.

Ye Qingluo looked at the number of employees in each department of his factory. There were actually more machine design and maintenance personnel than the total number of people in the warehouse and operation room combined!

While he was shaking his head and exclaiming, suddenly, someone not far away called Ye Qingluo.

"Lolo! This way, this way!"