RBCT Chapter 123 The Most Rigorous Health Inspection in History
Chapter 123 The Most Rigorous Health Inspection in History
Having obtained the official "get-out-of-jail-free card," Renxin Pharmacy's expansion and renovation plans were put on the agenda.
Zhao Yan's efficiency was astonishing; in less than three days, various licenses and approvals were delivered in a continuous stream.
The residents of the old street were surprised to find a gleaming gold sign hanging in front of the dilapidated pharmacy: "Changxiang City Traditional Medicine Innovation and Application Demonstration Base".
This brand is more valuable than a Michelin three-star restaurant.
However, trouble began the day after the sign was put up.
A white health supervision and enforcement vehicle quietly pulled up at the street corner.
Five people got out of the car, four men and one woman, all wearing brand-new uniforms and white gloves, with serious expressions as if they were going to a funeral.
The woman leading the group was probably in her forties, with short hair, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and her eyes were as sharp as a scalpel.
She carried a folder in her hand, walked with a brisk pace, and her high heels made a crisp "tap, tap, tap" sound on the stone pavement. The distance between each step seemed to have been measured with a ruler.
"Master, these people are up to no good." Li Siyuan was sweeping the floor at the entrance when he saw the commotion and quickly ran into the shop to report the situation.
Wang Minyu was sitting behind the counter, instructing Pierre on how to use the "principal, assistant, adjuvant, and guide" theory of traditional Chinese medicine to match spices.
"Boss, I think adding a little cinnamon as a 'seasoning' to this 'Braised Ox Penis with Ginger' dish would help to bring the heat back to its source, making it hot but not dry." Pierre said, taking notes earnestly in his notebook.
"Yes, but not more, one gram is enough." Wang Minyu didn't even look up. "Also, expand the range of those geese a bit, let them eat more of the 'mutant mint' that Old Cai grows. I need their droppings to ferment a new medicinal ingredient."
Just then, the short-haired woman walked in with her entourage.
She didn't speak, but instead took out a white handkerchief from her pocket, wiped it on the glass door, and then held it up to her eyes. Her brows instantly furrowed into a tight knot.
"The sanitation here is appalling." The woman's voice was cold and devoid of any emotion.
"Who are you?" Wang Minyu finally raised his eyelids.
"Fang Jie, head of the Third Inspection Section of the Municipal Health Supervision Bureau." The woman flashed her badge. "We received a report alleging that this establishment has serious hygiene and safety hazards and is suspected of using untested 'special ingredients' in food processing. Today, we are conducting a top-level surprise inspection."
The four men behind her immediately dispersed, each holding various sophisticated instruments that Wang Minyu had never seen before.
Some were collecting air samples, some were shining ultraviolet lamps on the corners of the walls, and one even took out a miniature microscope to observe the dust on the floor.
"Master, this is even more ruthless than that Section Chief Zhao from last time..." Zhao Na's face turned pale with fright.
"Don't panic." Wang Minyu calmly took a sip of tea. "This woman is Zhao Yan's sworn enemy. Zhao Yan got promoted half a rank, and she's unhappy about it. She's here to cause trouble. And..."
Wang Minyu activated the [Aura Observation Technique].
[Patient: Fang Jie]
[Occupation: Head of Health Supervision Section]
[Symptoms: Severe obsessive-compulsive disorder (psychological), allergic rhinitis, and... mild paranoia (a persistent feeling that there are unseen bacteria around).]
[Note: This is a woman living inside a sterile petri dish.]
Wang Minyu felt more confident.
To deal with this kind of person, you can't reason with them; you have to use magic to defeat magic.
"Section Chief Fang, right?" Wang Minyu stood up, a warm smile on his face. "Welcome, welcome, all leaders, to give us your guidance. Su Qing, bring out our 'sterile welcome tea'."
Su Qing brought out a tray wrapped in sterile cloth from the back room.
Several sealed glass test tubes containing a clear liquid were placed on the tray.
"What are these?" Fang Jie looked at the test tubes warily.
"This is our 'morning dew essence' extracted using distillation," Wang Minyu said with a straight face, "collected from the tips of mutated mint leaves from the backyard herb garden. It undergoes three filtrations, two centrifugations, and is finally packaged in a sterile environment. It has a refreshing taste, is rich in various trace elements, and most importantly, it is absolutely, absolutely clean."
Fang Jie picked up a test tube with some skepticism, held it up to the light, and saw that it was indeed crystal clear and free of any impurities.
Her damned germaphobia made her completely defenseless against things that looked "pure".
She opened the test tube and carefully took a sip.
An extremely refreshing minty flavor exploded in my mouth and rushed straight to the top of my head through my nose.
The feeling was like someone giving her brain a deep spa treatment with ice cubes.
Her nose, which was chronically congested due to allergies, was suddenly cleared up in that instant.
"This..." Fang Jie's eyes lit up.
"Is it delicious?" Wang Minyu asked with a smile. "This is not for sale; it's only served to distinguished guests."
Fang Jie's expression softened considerably, but her professional instincts prevented her from giving up.
"The tea is good, but the inspection must continue." She pointed to the kitchen, which was emitting a strange aroma. "Let's start with the kitchen."
Pierre stood guard at the kitchen door like a gatekeeper, his face clearly saying, "This is a private area; trespassers will be killed."
"This is our head chef, Mr. Pierre," Wang Minyu introduced. "He is a recipient of the French Le Cordon Bleu and has an almost obsessive pursuit of hygiene. His kitchen is cleaner than your operating room."
Fang Jie sneered, put on white gloves, and pushed open the door to enter.
The next second, she froze on the spot.
There wasn't a trace of cooking smoke in the kitchen.
All the kitchen utensils reflected the light like mirrors.
The stove, walls, and floor were spotless, without a single crack.
All the ingredients are vacuum-sealed and categorized in the temperature-controlled freezer, with labels indicating the exact weight down to the gram.
An inspector wiped the cutting board with an ATP fluorescence detector, and the value on the instrument showed "0".
"This...this is impossible!" the inspector exclaimed. "Even in a sterile operating room, the readings can't be zero!"
Pierre arrogantly raised his chin and said in French-accented Chinese, "My kitchen is disinfected three times a day with food-grade alcohol and ultraviolet lamps. Every tool is ultrasonically cleaned before and after use. Here, bacteria have no right to survive."
Fang Jie refused to believe it. She walked up to the pot where the "Jade White Jade Soup" was being simmered and dipped a cotton swab into the soup.
"I need to take it back for testing."
"Please go ahead." Pierre handed her a sterile sampling bottle. "But I suggest you try it now. This soup is made with 'virgin' bok choy from Jingxin Garden and glacial water from the Alps, simmered at a low temperature for 48 hours. Its purity is such that it can be used for direct intravenous injection."
Although she knew it was just bragging, Fang Jie looked at the pot of clear soup that emitted a strange fragrance and still couldn't help but take a sip.
It was a sweetness that defied description.
There are no traces of any seasonings; it's purely the flavor of the ingredients themselves, amplified a hundredfold.
As the soup slid down her throat, she felt her taste buds, dulled by years of rhinitis, gradually awakening.
"How is it, Section Chief Fang?" Wang Minyu asked from the doorway.
Fang Jie put down her spoon, forcing herself to remain calm: "The ingredients... are tentatively acceptable. Next, the backyard!"
She refused to believe that something wonderful could be found in this backyard that looked like a garbage dump.
The group arrived at the backyard.
The scene before them once again plunged Fang Jie and her team into silence.
The ground in the backyard was divided into neat squares.
On the left is a medicinal herb field, where every herb grows vigorously, with not a speck of dust on its leaves.
On the right are several fermentation vats, their surfaces polished to a shine, with labels labeled "Strain No. 1," "Strain No. 2," and detailed records of fermentation dates, temperature, and humidity.
Even the free-range geese lined up to wash their feet in a specially made trough.
An inspector, unwilling to give up, went to the fermentation tank to take a sample.
When he opened the cylinder head, the expected stench did not come out.
The aroma is rich and complex, resembling a blend of aged Pu'er tea and soy sauce-flavored baijiu.
"We used the latest 'flavor-controlled fermentation' technology." Old Wu appeared out of nowhere, holding a small notebook, like a professor giving an academic report. "By adding 'targeted enzyme inhibitors,' we convert the sulfides produced during fermentation into odorless ester compounds, which not only enhances the flavor but also meets environmental protection requirements."
Fang Jie was confused by what she heard, but it sounded very sophisticated.
She walked to the medicinal herb field, squatted down, and wanted to grab a handful of soil for testing.
"Don't move!" a frail but loud voice rang out.
Old Cai, hoe on his shoulder, stood like a guardian on the edge of the field. "This soil is more precious than my life! Every gram of microbial colony is precisely calculated! Your action has disrupted the ecological balance; who can I complain to?"
Fang Jie's hand froze in mid-air.
Looking at the stubborn old farmer with eyes like an ox, and then at the vegetables that looked like artificial flowers, she suddenly felt that her decades of sanitation supervision work had been a joke.
"Section Chief Fang," Wang Minyu's voice sounded behind her, "How did the inspection go? Is our 'demonstration base' up to standard?"
Fang Jie stood up and patted off non-existent dust from her hands.
She took a deep breath, looked at Wang Minyu, her eyes filled with complex emotions.
"Dr. Wang, you win." She took a small nasal spray out of her pocket and threw it into the trash can. "From now on, can your 'sterile welcome tea' be sold to the public? I... want to get an annual membership."