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Chapter 87 Salted Fish Expert
Whether the spies can be found through this method, Zuo Zhong is not fully sure, so other plans are also being carried out simultaneously.

Wu Chunyang disguised himself as a porter at the pier, Gui Youguang went to the station to work as a ticket inspector, and the telecommunications department upgraded some American-made electronic detection equipment.

But probably because of Kawada Yasushi's arrest, the remaining two spy radio stations remained silent. The Telecommunications Division was helpless, and all hopes were placed on the two detection routes of finding people with taste and making up reconnaissance.

The task Zuo Zhong gave Wu Chunyang was to find out the situation of the salty store at the wharf, especially which one sold the most salted fish, and Gao Jiayi's body smell was very strong, which could not be caused by a small amount of contact.

Wu Chunyang knew that he had a heavy burden on him, so he ran to the pier every day in a coarse blouse to collect work, carefully looking for information, as well as those suspicious people who were interested in the pier's terrain and cargo volume.

Time passed day by day, Wu Chunyang had become acquainted with the porters at the dock, and everyone was also familiar with such a taciturn young man who never snatched jobs, and his information channels were slowly opened.

But after a period of time, Wu Chunyang found that there was a problem with his thinking. The information he got from the porter was too scattered, and it was difficult to obtain useful information. He gradually set his sights on one person.

Wu Chunyang didn't go to work that day, but ran to the tea stall on the pier and chatted with the stall owner.

"Xiao Wu, do you rely on this little money every day to support your family? If you ask me, you still have to grab some work." The old tea seller at the pier kindly reminded Wu Chunyang that he thought this kid was too honest.

Wu Chunyang smiled honestly: "I eat enough for one person and the whole family is not hungry, and I am not afraid of less work. Others are carrying the family's livelihood, so I will eat when I suffer."

Although this is a bit silly, who doesn't like people who don't have a heart? The tea seller brought a bowl of tea and handed it to Wu Chunyang. He liked this young man who worked hard and had a good heart.

Wu Chunyang thanked him and took the tea bowl: "Master, do you know which shop in our dock has the best salty goods business?"

The uncle who sells tea is a native of Jinling, and has been selling tea here for decades. Wu Chunyang is not afraid of leaking the news. If others hear it, they will just take it as a simple chat between the two.

The uncle stroked his beard: "You are right to ask me. Whether the business is good or not can be seen from the wharf. The goods are sold as fast as they can be purchased. There are three best salty goods businesses, Zhang Ji, Heng Ji and Fei My North-South goods store, why do you want to do salty goods business?"

Wu Chunyang sighed and said: "To tell you the truth, I really have this plan. Back then, my family was also doing business in other places, but it's a pity that my father's family was in decline, so I thought about any chance to revive the family business. "

The uncle proudly said: "I have already seen that you are not an ordinary person, and you are not like a laborer with thin skin and tender flesh. I guessed it right, but this job is not easy to do, and all you earn are hard money."

Wu Chunyang patted his arm: "Now I have nothing else, I only have a little strength left, why don't you always tell me the way?"

It happened that there was no business, so the uncle simply sat across from Wu Chunyang and said: "The most important thing in this salty goods business is to keep the flavor unchanged. Restaurants and hotels care about this most, otherwise the chef will have something to say."

Wu Chunyang nodded: "I also heard from my elders that where do the salt shops near the pier get their goods?"

The uncle recalled: "Our salt shop sells salted fish and salted meat and ham, such as river salted fish in Huizhou, sea salted fish in the south, ham in Zhejiang, and salted meat in Chuzhou. Fixed workshop."

Wu Chunyang was overjoyed, these stores are fixed workshops, and the flavor will not change at will, so the section chief's plan may really come true, at least the possibility is greatly increased.

So he continued to ask: "You know everything, what kind of salted fish sells best in Jinling City?"

The uncle laughed loudly: "You can really talk, you are a good material for doing business. The salted fish in Jinling City are mostly used by the shops. For example, the old Cantonese restaurant uses mackerel and horse you fish. Zhejiang restaurants use conger eel and mackerel, while Huizhou restaurants use stinky mandarin fish.”

Wu Chunyang sent this information back, and Zuo Zhong fell into deep thought after receiving it. He didn't expect that there were so many types of salted fish. First, Gao Jiayi had to distinguish the types before confirming the store.

After thinking for a while, Zuo Zhong brought people to Zhang Ji Salty Goods Store. As soon as he entered the door, Zuo Zhong was invited to the inner room by the shopkeeper. The young man also served hot tea and hot towels graciously. The hospitality was very thoughtful.

Zuo Zhong saw the other party doing this: "Shopkeeper, your pot of Longjing is not cheap, let alone this white ground tea bowl with enamel, landscape and figures, are you not afraid that I will break this treasure?"

The shopkeeper Zhang Ji smiled lightly and said: "Your American car alone is enough to buy the small shop, I have nothing to fear, the business is not humane, it is the honor of the small shop to have a friend like Mr. "

Zuo Zhong gave a thumbs up: "It's no wonder that Zhang Ji's business is so good, so I'll cut to the chase. Give me a batch of samples of all the salted fish here, and pay in cash."

The shopkeeper Zhang Ji knew that the son in front of him was a big customer, and only newly opened restaurants would buy samples in large quantities. That was for testing dishes. The goods that are needed are packed well, and the type is written on the package more carefully.

Zuo Zhong didn't intend to chat too much with this slick shopkeeper. After chatting for a few words, he took the goods and left. When he returned to the Secret Service, Zuo Zhong asked someone to send the salted fish to Gao Jiayi's cell. Now is the time to use him. .

When Gao Jiayi saw the room full of salted fish, he was a little confused. He had already told everything he knew. What was the purpose of the Secret Service bringing so many salted fish? Could it be for the online?
He covered his nose and asked, "Chief Zuo, who is this?"

Zuo Zhong smiled all over his face: "Gao Jiayi, don't say I won't give you a chance, as long as you can find out the smell of that upper line from these salted fish, then you can get out of prison early and enjoy life."

Gao Jiayi's head was a little dazed, and it was a bit whimsical for him to find a scent from a few years ago from countless salted fish, or did the man in front of him want to go back on his word and just find an impossible task to kill himself?
"Chief Zuo, after such a long time, I'm afraid I can't tell what kind of smell it is. Would you like to think of another way?" Gao Jiayi almost knelt down to Zuo Zhong.

Zuo Zhong patted him on the shoulder: "Don't think too much, I believe you can do it, even if we can protect your life, prison is not a good place after all, right?"

Gao Jiayi thought for a while, gritted his teeth and said, "I will try my best to find out the smell, but you have to promise me that as long as my information is accurate, you must shorten my sentence, 3 years, no! At least 5 years."

Zuo Zhong immediately promised: "The sooner you can tell, I will apply for a longer sentence reduction for you. You have lived comfortably in the detention center these days. I am a person who keeps my word."

Gao Jiayi believed in Zuo Zhong. After he confessed to Mi Genshen, he lived a very good life. Not only did his diet improve a lot, he even smoked and drank alcohol, so he didn't suffer too much.

Zuo Zhong made a request: "You have to identify what kind of salted fish it is first. I don't think it will be too difficult. You should be able to remember the general smell. After confirming, you have to work harder. We will remove all salted fish. This kind of salted fish from the shop will be brought to you."

After Gao Jiayi heard this, he staggered, but he had no choice but to follow what Zuo Zhong said. Gao Jiayi closed his eyes and walked over as soon as he saw the pile of salted fish. This was for freedom!
Zuo Zhong was very happy that Gao Jiayi was so witty, and just about to smile, he inhaled a strong stench, which almost smoked his tears, Zuo Zhong stumbled and ran out of the cell.

"Keep an eye on it, Gao Jiayi needs to be satisfied as much as possible." Zuo Zhong slowed down and ordered the guards.

"Yes, section chief." The guard said respectfully.

All Zuo Zhong can do now is to wait, hoping that Gao Jiayi's nose will not disappoint him. If he is disappointed, Gao Jiayi won't need his nose anymore, and the intelligence department will go into hibernation again.

The days of waiting were a bit boring. Ling Sanping was very interested after knowing about Zuo Zhong's plan, and specially recreated the olfactory experiment of mice in the clinic. The results of the experiment were consistent with what Zuo Zhong said.

Ling Sanping immediately found Zuo Zhong: "Chief Zuo, where did you see the experimental records?"

Zuo Zhong couldn't remember, so he could only perfunctoryly say: "It seems that I saw it in the newspaper, I just glanced at it, and I forgot it long ago."

Ling Sanping originally wanted to find out the source of the experiment, to see if there were other practical experiments that could be used for reference, but he gave up after hearing what Zuo Zhong said. It would be difficult to find so many newspapers.

Seeing him a little disappointed, Zuo Zhong rolled his eyes and said, "But you can go to Gao Jiayi's to see, he is distinguishing the smell now, it is said that he feels sick when he sees salted fish, is there any way for you to extract the smell from the salted fish ?”

Ling Sanping rubbed his chin a few times: "There are many methods, such as steam distillation, water distillation, fat cold soaking, and direct solvent extraction. Let me think about which one is more suitable."

Zuo Zhong sounded familiar, as if he had learned it in chemistry class. Unfortunately, he had already returned this knowledge to the teacher. He could only hope that Ling Sanping would do his best to provide Gao Jiayi with some help in the identification work.

"The steam distillation method is suitable for the volatile substances of plant leaves, so don't consider it. The water distillation method is efficient, but it is easy to destroy the odor molecules, so don't consider it." Ling Sanping talked to himself for a while, and said to Zuo Zhong: " I'll take a look first and then decide what method to use."

Zuo nodded: "Okay, you try to do it as much as you can, and tell me what medicine and equipment you need."

Ling Sanping left thoughtfully, and Zuo Zhong looked at his back and heaved a sigh of relief. This guy saw that he was either asking for medicine or money, and Zuo Zhong was a little afraid of him.

I hope his professional knowledge can help Gao Jiayi. The olfactory memory method is not a panacea. The more you smell, the more Gao Jiayi's memory will be affected, and everything you smell will feel familiar.

(End of this chapter)