Chapter 170 A New Recipe, A Closed Door
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Most of the green beans used in the food industry came from certified large–scale farms that followed strict safety processing standards.
Elizabeth read through the explanation arding green bean toxins carefully, and suddenly, everything clicked.
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single second, all the delicious foods people in this interstellar era had missed out on preparation knowledge.
asn’t viable, the only option seemed to be supplying in bulk to hotels or restaurants.
this was just as difficult.
already relied on closed, well–established supply chains.
with reputable, fully certified large farms. So, there was no way they would accept a small, unknown
and, Elizabeth paced back and forth inside the warehouse filled with piles of vibrant green beans, ough.
as risky, and distribution channels were nearly impossible to access.
ke a waste. After all, the yield was high, and the profit margin was even higher.
spark of inspiration flashed through her mind.
sell them fresh, why not sell them processed?
idea took shape instantly. She could pickle all the beans into dilly beans.
ing process itself required washing, drying, and fermentation. These steps alone would ensure the beans were fully
uring lactic acid fermentation, the acidic environment would further break down any trace harmful substances. So, in the the final product would be unquestionably safe.
only would this completely eliminate the so–called toxin risk, but it would also transform the beans into something entirely
a flavorful, long–lasting, and, in this era, incredibly rare delicacy.
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Chapter 170 A New Recipe, A Closed Door
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After finishing inventory on the latest batch of beans prepared for pickling, the device on Elizabeth’s wrist gave a soft vibration. A formal notification from Cosmos Group had arrived.
She opened the message. The contents were brief and cold.
“Due to the long–term financial losses of the Garbage Planet A001 recycling station, and following a resolution by the board of directors approved by the relevant departments of the kingdom, the station will officially cease operations and withdraw within ten standard days. All personnel are requested to make the necessary preparations before that date.”
At the end of the message, there was even a “helpful” suggestion: “Ms. Elizabeth Schofield, we recommend that you make arrangements and leave Planet A001 as soon as possible.”
Elizabeth’s gaze lingered on the word withdraw, frowning slightly.
She immediately dialed the contact number listed in the notice.
Once the call connected, she didn’t question why the station was shutting down. Instead, she asked the more important question. “What’s your plan for the people currently living on Planet A001 after the station withdraws?”
The staff member on the other end responded in a flat, procedural tone, completely detached. “Ms. Schofield, that falls outside the scope of our responsibilities. Our duty is to operate recycling services, not manage planetary populations. However, our withdrawal request has already been approved by the kingdom. It’s possible the government will arrange relocation afterward. Specific plans will depend on further notice.”
The vague, dismissive answer made Elizabeth frown even more.
Most of the exiles on this garbage planet relied on the recycling station to earn a small amount of stellar coins–just enough to buy the most basic survival supplies.
Once the station was gone, it would be like severing their only lifeline to the outside world. Survival would become even harder.
At that moment, Erin came running from a distance, slightly out of breath, panic written all over her face. “Elizabeth! Bad news! Mr. Whitman just sent me a message saying the company’s shutting down the recycling station on our planet in ten days!”
Elizabeth raised her wrist slightly. “I just got the official notice too.”
Erin stepped closer, lowering her voice, her expression serious. “Mr. Whitman said he heard something unofficial. The company originally planned to consider withdrawing from Planet A001 in two years. Even though it’s been running at a loss, it wasn’t urgent. But Seafarm Group pressured them from behind the scenes, so that’s why they made the decision so suddenly.”
“Seafarm Group…” Elizabeth’s eyes instantly turned cold.
She thought of Richie, who had tried to forcefully acquire her farm, and all the rumors about Seafarm Group using ruthless tactics to crush competitors.
She hadn’t expected to become their target so quickly.
By withdrawing the recycling station, they were cutting off her only stable and low–cost route to travel back and forth to the kingdom to sell her goods.
It was a precise and ruthless move.

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