A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

Turn on the power and throw the potato strips into the pull-out basket.

The timing device was just a large bolt, and Jiang Xia casually turned it half a turn with a wrench.

With a buzzing sound, the miniature fan began to spin. After a short while, a complex odor wafted out.

A gentle sniff reveals the aroma of charred potatoes on one side and the distinctive smell of heated metal on the other.

A few minutes later, Jiang Xia pulled out the basket, and the pale yellow fries had obviously swelled up. The unique aroma of the food made everyone around swallow hard.

Flip it over and continue.

After baking for two or three minutes, the basket became very hot to the touch, and the aroma of the potatoes became increasingly strong.

Summon Tie Jun and have him take out the basket. Anyway, his hands are thick-skinned and he's not afraid of getting burned.

"Come on! Everyone, try some!"

Everyone reached out their hands, ignoring the scalding heat of the food that had just come out of the pot.

"Delicious! Crispy on the outside and crunchy on the inside!"

"Hey, I never thought potatoes could be eaten like this! They just don't have much flavor! But they are definitely quite fragrant!"

Nonsense, there's no salt in it, how could it have any flavor!

A pot of potato strips, with each person getting two strips, revealed the empty bottom of the pot.

"Xiao Jiang, is there anything else?" Ma Weihong licked her lips, feeling unsatisfied.

To meet the deadline, the group had been eating cornbread for lunch. Now, the potato fries were making their mouths water.

Jiang Xia thought for a moment, took out the project proposal, added a paragraph at the end, and handed it to Li Tiejun.

"First, go find Director Sun of the cafeteria, and then go find Chef Nan Yi of the second cafeteria and have them sign the document."

Li Tiejun picked up the project proposal, glanced at it, and gave Jiang Xia a thumbs up.

"Hey bro, you've really honed your skills. You've got a great use of that little word."

When Director Sun of the canteen received the project proposal from Tie Jun, he initially felt indifferent.

It's probably another request for the cafeteria to cooperate with their research and ensure adequate supplies. This happened once before when they were researching engines; it's nothing serious.

But upon closer inspection, my hands started to tremble.

"Really? They're including the people from our cafeteria in the study?"

Li Tiejun lowered his voice: "Not many, just two spots. Engineer Jiang means one is you, and the other is Nan Yi."

Director Sun rubbed his hands together. He had heard the transportation team boast about Jiangxia's generosity before, but he never expected that such a good thing would actually happen to him.

"What do you need me to do?"

"Help us experiment with the chemical reactions of different ingredients at high temperatures, especially..."

Li Tiejun hadn't memorized the words, so he picked up the supplementary clauses handwritten by Jiang Xia:

"Especially the Maillard reaction at 200 degrees Celsius!"

What is Maillard?

"I don't know, let's go ask!"

Nan Yi was also stunned when he received the notification, but after all, he was a worldly person and knew that this was an opportunity.

Without saying a word, he signed the papers, gathered a bunch of ingredients with the help of Director Sun, and rushed to the small workshop with the seasonings.

Driven by the inertia of "consistent tradition," the fryers with two three-bladed fans and two five-bladed fans were working like crazy.

Director Sun finally understood what the Maillard reaction was all about.

"He's a cultured person after all; he even describes barbecue so tactfully!"

Despite his sighs, he still popped a few pieces into his mouth.

With the help of Nan Yi's culinary skills, and the base of rendered pork fat, even vegetarian dishes become fragrant and delicious.

The concept of "the application of a high-speed hot air circulation technology" has been successfully developed!

The crowd, clutching their bellies, didn't dare cheer, but instead raised their hands in praise.

After calming down, the crowd began to raise objections.

"Jiang Xia, this thing is 1600 watts. I'm afraid no one can afford it now."

"Yeah, not to mention the electricity bill. The moment you plug this thing into the socket, the fuse blows, you believe it or not?"

After finishing his work, Nan Yi glanced at the pot with disdain.

"Aside from a slight roasted flavor, it's not as good as my big iron pot..."

"Tsk, broaden your horizons! Who said this is only used in the country?"

"Eh!"

Everyone was shocked.

Think about the league, guys.

The current alliance is incredibly wealthy thanks to the benefits of World War II; they even drink milk in bulk.

Besides, others have already started generating electricity using nuclear power, so why would they care about this small amount of electricity?

"So, these are all for export? Or are they exported to Big Brother?"

Everyone's eyes lit up again.

"Of course! Didn't you see I even managed to get the old commander to help?"

In fact, Jiang Xia wasn't sure either, because his older brother's thought process was always peculiar.

But given the current atmosphere in the league, this novelty should satisfy their curiosity and lazy lifestyle.

Think about it, you just throw the marinated meat into the pot, and at most wait twenty minutes before flipping it over. It's so much more convenient than the laborious process of starting a fire with firewood.

Then they bring out that old theory from later generations about low-oil and healthy living, and add some concepts like environmental protection.

We should be able to persuade them to buy a batch.

By the way, just to be on the safe side, should we also bring out the electric frying pan, rice cooker, and the like?

Jiang Xia rubbed his chin, deep in thought.

Tsk, never mind, I don't think Russians know how to cook, and they're eating big loaves of bread.

These two things are useless.

correct!

A pressure cooker!

Don't the Russians really like Northeastern stew?

Jiang Xia recalled a group of Russians he had hosted in his later years; they particularly loved stewed, soft dishes. A bottle of "water of life," a pot of mixed stew, and they could drift off to sleep all night.

Let's do it!

Actually, pressure cookers are nothing new; they were invented over 200 years ago. Aren't the side-blown converters in steel mills just like giant pressure cookers?

However, the standard-sized ones are mostly used in laboratories and are rarely seen in ordinary households.

Moreover, current pressure cookers all use fire for heating.

The one in Jiangxia is different; it's directly powered on.

Hmph! Micro-innovation is still innovation, isn't it?

Even changing a pencil from round to hexagonal can earn you a patent, so it's no wonder that the price of this electric pressure cooker, with so many added ingredients, is skyrocketing.

The key features of the pot body are the safety valve and pressure relief valve on the lid, which are modifications to the air fryer.

Oh, and add an exhaust button so that impatient people can quickly expel the steam.

As for pressure regulation, forget it, we don't have that capability.

Currently, only mechanical pressure regulators are available, which are quite crude. If you absolutely need to add pressure regulation, the pot body would have to be three to five times larger to fit it.

Eh, that's not right.

Why not just adjust the power directly?

Voltage multiplied by current equals power, right? You can put a small transformer in the pot; it's not difficult to make that, as long as you ensure the coil is wound evenly.

Perhaps because he was full, Jiangxia's mind was particularly active, and he drew blueprints very quickly.

Yes! Install the transformer.

Let's get an air fryer too. We can write the names of different ingredients around the knob, and that will make it look more high-end!

Hey Russians, I, Jiangxia, will take over your cooking appliances!

"Oh dear, Jiang Xia, the pot is smoking!"

"What's the big deal? If a pot doesn't smoke, is it even a pot?"

Li Tiejun remained silent, tore off a corner of paper, and placed it on the outer shell of the fryer.

The paper caught fire!

Σ(⊙▽⊙“a!

"Dude, this pot of yours has a really high heat output!"