Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 719, 309: The Great Hermit Lives in the City (Seeking Monthly Tickets!)
The gaunt middle-aged woman rubbed her fingers on the ice cube, then put it in her mouth, savoring the ephedrine synthesized in the top laboratories in Europe and America.

The biggest problem with synthetic ephedrine is purification, which involves removing impurities.

The more impurities there are, the greater the harm to the human body; the more impurities there are, the higher the purity, and the fewer side effects on humans.

The professor's team is one of the top culinary teams in Asia, and the pork they use is the blue-blooded pork that commands the highest market price.

"Damn fellow Taoist!"

Upon seeing the gaunt, middle-aged woman's rotten teeth and her erratic behavior, the battery knew that this gossipy woman was a dead friend.

Selling drugs to support one's addiction is an inevitable path for those who choose this path to ruin.

After all, the intake of a seasoned Daoist is two to three times that of a beginner. A person can go two or three days without eating and survive on pork.

This gossipy woman in front of me fulfills all the conditions for my dead friend!
"This is for that silly bird!"

The thin, middle-aged woman opened a cabinet to the side, took out a bag, and threw it at the foot of the battery.

Upon hearing someone make fun of his boss, Battery's expression turned sour. However, he first bent down to pick up the bag, looked inside, and then decided whether or not to lash out.

The bag was full of brand-new golden bulls; his eyes immediately reddened, and his face instantly turned excited.

Having been a gangster for so many years, I've never seen so much money!

When faced with a boss willing to give him money, the battery was very flexible. After counting the amount, he found that it amounted to a full two million Hong Kong dollars.

"Thank you!"

"I'm outta here!"

He zipped up the bag, picked up a bag of silver notes, and turned to leave the refining plant.

"An old silly bird with a little silly bird."

The gaunt middle-aged woman cursed, but looked at the large block of raw ice that was constantly emitting cold air, and was very happy.

He picked up a simple gas mask from the table, put it on, and walked through the plastic curtain to the innermost part of the refining plant.

Professor J, wearing protective clothing, was operating the control panel, using a glass pipette to draw a few drops of pure white liquid and drip them into a glass flask.

The originally white liquid immediately underwent a chemical reaction and turned purple.

"It looks like we've already lost!"

Professor J turned his head, looked at the gaunt middle-aged woman standing at the door, nodded helplessly, and put down the flask in his hand.

"Have the raw materials arrived?"

"Trash Sister?"

Failure in chemistry experiments is a common occurrence!
Failure is the mother of success! As long as you improve your skills, use brute force to eliminate incorrect methods, improve your process, and optimize your steps, you will definitely be able to make the blue blood reappear.

Professor J, accustomed to failure, wiped her hands clean. Her talent in chemistry was no match for her boss, and even less than that damned A-K.

But the expert said that his focus and execution are the highest, and with these two advantages, his future path will be smoother than others.

"Ten large ice cubes, and the taste is authentic."

Spicy Chicken was still savoring the sweetness of the ingredients and casually praised it.

Artificial ephedrine is very difficult to obtain. Although I heard that a great talent came from the north side of the border and developed a purification method that might be able to make artificial ephedrine.

However, the Chu River and Han border were clearly separated, and the Number Gang could not find any trace of this talented person in their branches in Guangzhou.

Professor J also tried several times on his own, and communicated with several foreign professors at the University of Hong Kong, modifying the process many times, but without success.

I never expected that there would be such a brilliant talent north of the border.

It’s incredible!

"The weather is hot now, so the ice will melt quickly. We'll throw it all into the water tank and start the purification process."

This transaction is very large, and Professor J simply doesn't have enough raw materials on hand.

King Biao Jin of the Waterways is truly powerful and influential; he was able to obtain artificial ephedrine from top-tier underground laboratories in Europe and America.

Professor J looked up at the alarm clock on the wall. It was almost eleven o'clock; it looked like he would have to work overtime tonight.

The idiot nodded, stepped out of Professor J's personal control panel, removed his gas mask, took a deep breath, and instructed the operators to get to work.

Ten large blocks of ice were thrown into the shredder, where the indestructible steel blades pulverized the ice into ice dust, which was then transferred to the pool of water.

A high-powered mini electric heater, prepared beforehand, was used to shine light on the ice foam, which quickly melted and turned into murky water.

The pump draws water from the pool into a sealed tank and begins distillation, with large amounts of water vapor drifting out through the flue.

The spicy chicken, smelling the sweet aroma in the air, stretched out its arms and inhaled deeply.

During the distillation process, there will be some loss of raw materials, but it will not be significant.

After the distillation was finished, the scumbag reluctantly withdrew his arms, pressed the button, and called Professor J out from the control room.

Professor J looked at the pressure gauge on the sealed container and began to prepare the mixture, adding various necessary chemical ingredients.

As the moisture evaporated little by little, Professor J kept a close eye on the weight of the liquid inside the sealed container, constantly adjusting the amount of added chemical elements. After three hours of purification, the liquid inside the sealed container had turned reddish-brown.

With the preliminary work completed, Professor J stepped out of the workshop, went outside, removed his gas mask, and breathed in the fresh air.

Taking a breath, she took out her wallet and beckoned the henchman guarding the gate to come over and ask the scoundrel to go buy dinner.

The henchman nodded, took the three large gold bulls handed over by the boss, and went to work as a gofer.

After smoking a cigarette and resting for a few minutes, Professor J returned to the workshop and continued blending.

Impurities had already begun to separate in the sealed container. Professor J directed his assistant to open the extraction port of the sealed container and draw out a tube of reddish-brown liquid.

The assistant used a brand-new large syringe to draw out a tube of liquid, poured it into a beaker, and tested it with special test paper.

After the test strip showed a change, the assistant brought it to Professor J.

It worked!
Professor J nodded and instructed his assistants to continue working, turning the liquid raw materials into powder.

The raw materials contained in these ten large ice blocks can be refined into at least five tons of pork, all of which are 60% pure Blood Phoenix.

The assistants continued working, taking care of all the hard and tiring tasks that Professor J didn't need to do, and also rinsed the sealed jars again.

All the dirty water mixed with pork was flushed into the sewers, and then flowed into the ocean.

Unfortunately, Professor J is not a supporter of environmentalism and has no respect for nature whatsoever.

She didn't care whether the small fish and shrimp in the sea would mutate if they lived with dirty water mixed with pork for a long time.

After resting, Professor J began the next round of work, putting various chemicals into beakers, with the amount of each measured precisely to the gram.

Science is rigorous, and chemistry is even more so!
After Professor J had everything in order, he began directing his assistant to pull over the folded plastic chimney pipe and wedge it into the smoke outlet of the sealed container.

Heating begins inside the sealed container, and thick yellow smoke billows out from the folded plastic chimney pipe, entering the industrial-grade wet scrubber manufactured by Siemens.

Pork refining produces thick fumes, which is why Professor J placed the processing plant in the Shenwei Building.

The Shenwei Building modified its chimney last year, allowing thick smoke to directly enter the sewer system through the public chimney.

The filtered smoke enters the public chimney and is then discharged into the city's sewer system.

This process is completely undetectable; even if the police wanted to investigate, they wouldn't be able to find any clues.

Professor J kept her eyes glued to the indicator lights on the equipment. As the lights changed from red to green in her eyes, she quickly turned on the valves, and thirty spray heads began to drip milky white liquid.

The large iron pans, which had been cleaned beforehand, were already laid out one by one, and the liquid began to drip slowly into the pans.

The drip rate of the shower head also has strict standards.

For the first ten minutes, the rate was 150 drops per minute; after that, it was reduced to 90 drops per minute.

This is to gradually reduce the amount of phenyl groups, resulting in a more oily aqueous layer and better benzene extract.

Professor J, having completed all of this, took off his gas mask, glanced at the time, and realized it was already 8 p.m.

To maintain her figure, she doesn't eat after noon, but she's going to make an exception today.

Professor J instructed his assistants to place the purified fire phoenix in a constant temperature chamber and let it stand for about an hour until it solidified.

After giving her instructions, she left the processing workshop and returned to her office.

On my desk, there was a cold three-serving meal, but the dishes inside were all my favorites.

There were sweet and sour pork ribs, bitter melon and beef, and sweet and sour pork with pineapple. Even though they were cold, they still whetted the appetite of the exhausted Professor J.

Open the bento box lid, break open the disposable chopsticks, and start enjoying your cooled lunch.

The food was good, but three large bills only got you one serving of rice with three extra portions, so it was a bit of a loss.

“I knew you didn’t have time to eat, so I bought you some fresh tuna, bluefin tuna air-freighted from Spain, your favorite, and the timing was perfect.”

"It's fine if you like to eat it, but you can't bite off your tongue."

Ninth Sister was carrying bags, and so was White Crane following behind. When they entered the office, they found Professor J eating his three meals in a miserable state, so they quickly interrupted him.

Upon hearing that there was bluefin tuna to eat, Professor J immediately put down his chopsticks, smiling as he said, "You're a lifesaver, knowing I'm hungry."

"If you have bluefin tuna to eat, even a fool wouldn't choose the three servings with rice!"

Ninth Sister tossed the bag she was carrying onto the sofa in Professor J's office, waved wearily, and told Baihe to arrange the bluefin tuna that she had just packed from the Japanese restaurant.

Hakutsuru opened the takeout box she brought back from the Inagiku Japanese restaurant in Tsim Sha Tsui; inside was thickly sliced ​​bluefin tuna.

The soy sauce and wasabi have been prepared and placed in a special box.

The fish meat is translucent and glistening with oil, which tells you it's a large belly with a fat content of 30%.

The other opened boxes also contained delicacies related to bluefin tuna.

Saikyo-style grilled tuna, two tuna hand rolls, and a bowl of tuna ball soup.

These were all Professor J's favorite dishes, so she quickly picked up her chopsticks and began to eat heartily.

(End of this chapter)