Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 290 Routine, another routine! (Equal subscription plus more)
After get off work on the weekend, Fang Yan returned home and started planning the menu for the wedding banquet while the whole family was together.

At this time, the professionalism of the father-in-law was highlighted.

When everyone was still thinking about what dishes to cook, he reminded everyone that Fang Yan and Zhu Lin did not have much time to participate in kitchen affairs that day, so for dishes that required cooking personally, they only needed to make one or two to show their appreciation.

The dishes they choose are those that can be prepared the day before the wedding and then processed the next day, such as stews, steamed dishes, cold dishes, and braised dishes, rather than those that need to be stir-fried.

Not only would that be a waste of time, but Fangyan and his family also had to perform wedding ceremonies and meet some elders and relatives on the same day, so they simply didn't have the time or energy to do so.

After hearing what his father-in-law said, Fangyan realized that it was true.

Just now he was still thinking about preparing Huaiyang cuisine to cater to the tastes of Zhu's relatives. Now he realized that it was not a problem of cuisine, but a problem of the major categories of dishes.

The others also reacted at this time, and everyone immediately agreed to Professor Zhu's arrangement.

After some discussion, we finally came up with a menu that would cater to most people.

As for some friends like Professor Cai and Cai Caizi who don’t eat pork, Fangyan and the others will make other arrangements.

After discussing the menu, we started the first round of shopping before the wedding banquet.

The main purchases are things that can be stored for a long time.

For example, seasonings, dried goods, cigarettes, and tea.

After two trips with big and small bags, I finally purchased all the things.

The second round of purchases will have to wait until the next few days.

At that time, the next thing to purchase was meat and vegetables.

Zhu Lin listed all the corresponding items in a small notebook to ensure that he would not forget them.

After doing all this, I finally remembered that there were still some drinks that had not been planned out. Now there are only two bottles of white wine in the house that someone gave to Fangyan, and these two bottles of wine may not be enough to drink at the wedding banquet on the day.

After all, there were too many people invited, and some of them were the kind of people who could drink a lot, so this task was left to the father-in-law at home. He has many connections and can get this kind of good wine.

At night, Zhu Lin secretly told Fang Yan that if it weren't for their family's reputation, the wedding would definitely not have to be so troublesome.

She felt a little guilty about this, thinking that it was too much trouble for Fang's parents and Fang Yan.

When Fangyan heard what his wife said, he said that they were all family, and there was only one chance to get married, so there was nothing wrong with making it a grand occasion.

Besides, Fang Yan knew that many of Zhu’s relatives were middle and upper levels of the internal system.

These are all good opportunities for him to expand his network. If it were at other times, there would not be such a good opportunity.

The incident of the special heart-saving soup made him realize the importance of personal connections.

So Fangyan planned to hold the wedding banquet well and didn't think it was a hassle.

Speaking of trouble, I have seen more trouble in my previous life.

At that time, a senior brother of mine was getting married, and because his family was really rich, they insisted on holding the wedding abroad. They bought plane tickets and booked hotels for a group of invited relatives and friends. Not only did they spend money on traveling back and forth, but his family also started preparing several months in advance.

When I compared the dialect with what I had to prepare, it seemed like nothing.

……

Monday came quickly.

When Fang Yan was at work at noon, Luo Huichun from the Hua Xia Chinese Medical Research Institute came.

Mr. Cheng sent him to tell Fang Yan that all the members of the team he had assembled had been notified.

At 2 o'clock this afternoon, we officially gathered outside the institute building to meet everyone. In addition, Luo Huichun also brought a moxibustion box made according to the dialect drawing, asking him to comment on whether there were any areas that needed to be modified.

Fangyan didn't expect that the moxibustion box could be customized so quickly.

Then he opened the bag containing the moxibustion box and was speechless.

This thing was actually made using a new honeycomb briquettes cover and a drill press.

No new molds were created at all.

You can't just say that you got the inspiration from the honeycomb briquettes lid and then really use the honeycomb briquettes lid.

Luo Huichun said in dialect:

"Director Cheng tried it and said it's quite useful."

Fangyan weighed it for a moment, then shook his head and said:
"It's too heavy. If you only use one or two, they can still be hung on the patient. If you use more, the patient will feel uncomfortable. In the end, we have to make separate molds."

Luo Huichun said:
"The main reason is that to open a single mold, you need to contact the factory and get approval, and we don't have the channels to do that."

Then he paused and reminded:
"Director Cheng heard that your father and father-in-law are both professors at the University of Technology..."

When Fangyan heard this, he suddenly realized something. He said how could Old Cheng not know that this thing would be too heavy, and he actually made something that was not even a semi-finished product and gave it to him. It turned out that it was waiting for him here.

This old man's mind is really full of tricks.

Fang Yan thought for a moment, then said to Luo Huichun:
"Then let Mr. Cheng prepare the documents. I definitely can't ask them to make the molds personally. They have to go through the process in the name of the research institute."

"At most I can be a middleman."

Luo Huichun immediately agreed with a smile:
"No problem. I'll tell Director Cheng when I get back."

Then Luo Huichun said goodbye and left Tongrentang with satisfaction, replying in dialect.

After he left, Fang Yan handed the modified honeycomb coal lid to Jia Dapeng, asking him to try it and see if it was the same as what Mr. Cheng said.

As a result, Jia Dapeng tried it, but because the honeycomb coal lid was too heavy, it had to be tied very tightly to be secure. However, if it was tied too tightly, it would burn the flesh, and if it was tied too loosely, it would fall off.

Fangyan was speechless. What Luo Huichun said just now, "Director Cheng tried it and said it is quite useful," was totally untrue.

Old Chengtou didn't even try it.

This thing is a complete failure. The only purpose of taking it is to tell Fang Yan that he needs technical support from the University of Technology.

Routines, all routines!

Who says that those who engage in scientific research are rigorous, rigid and honest people?
This routine is all the same.

When he went home for lunch in the morning, Fangyan put the modified new honeycomb coal cover on his coal stove. Not to mention the improved damper, the air intake layout is much more scientific than before, and it is really easier to use than before.

This semi-finished product made by Old Chengtou is not a complete failure. At least it is an excellent honeycomb briquettes lid.

This story tells Fangyan that if you find that you are not competent for your current job, don't panic or be sad. It may be that you have chosen the wrong industry. If you change to another industry, you may become an elite.

After lunch, Fangyan took with him all the oil papers of "Chinese Materia Medica Preparation" that he had typed in the past few days.

Then he got on his motorcycle, left the courtyard, and headed towards the China Institute of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

PS: After finishing this chapter, I still owe you 23,000.

(End of this chapter)