Rebirth Space Farming

Chapter 146 Asking for help from an online forum

That day's dinner, several people were very unhappy.

Needless to say, one of them is Zhuo Feng. As soon as the old lady who has been cooking for decades touches the table, she picks up too much water in this dish and too much fish oil in that pot. Young people just don’t know how to live. It's sold very well.

After a good meal, Zhuo Feng almost suffered from endocrine disorders.

As soon as the meal was over, Fengxing made a plan about sleeping.

Xiao Xian and Zhuo Feng's aunt and nephew slept in his and Zhuo Feng's room, and Mrs. Feng slept in Xiao Xian's room.As for him, he has been temporarily sleeping on the sofa in the living room recently.

Zhuo Feng didn't make a sound, and she could only vent her anger in front of Xiao Xian for Mrs. Feng's criticism inside and out, but she didn't want Feng Xing to be caught in it.However, what the old lady said still left a lump in Zhuo Feng's heart. When lying on the bed at night, Zhuo Feng tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

"Gu, do you still care about what Grandma Feng said before?" Xiao Xian didn't fall asleep either. A lot of things happened these days, which made people have to think about it.

"Speaking of my mother-in-law, I have a lot to say. In fact, this is not the first time she has come to BJ." Zhuo Feng lowered his voice. The house is small and the sound insulation is poor. Coughing can also be heard clearly.

Xiao Xian laughed when he heard it, while Zhuo Feng was so angry that he hit the bed.

If you don't listen, you don't know. After hearing it, you know that Mrs. Feng's purchase of rotten vegetables today is already a trivial matter.

Two years earlier, Fengxing and Zhuo Feng had just got married, and the house had just been renovated. The old lady traveled a long distance to BJ. That time, she also brought a whole bag of apples. Shandong is rich in apples, and Fengxing’s family has several acres of apple land.It's just that I didn't pay attention when I was taking the train on the road. Apple bumped and lost the way.

After the apples were brought, the old lady went door-to-door to send a few catties of rotten apples to each person. Those were fine, and the neighbors were quite polite and accepted them.

Zhuo Feng felt ashamed and quarreled with the old lady.The old lady also muttered that rotten apples can't eat bad people, and their pigs eat rotten apples all year round, and they don't grow fat.

"Tell me, how can humans compare with pigs? That's not enough, there are even more outrageous things." In the darkened room, Zhuo Feng's eyes were about to burst into flames, indescribably annoyed.

Later, the old lady went to the vegetable market to buy bean sprouts like this afternoon. She bought a few catties of bean sprouts for a cheap price, and fried them at home. After dinner that day, Zhuo Feng and his wife ate it, and they vomited and had diarrhea. They were sent to the hospital , After an inspection, it was said that it was food poisoning, and finally found that the bean sprouts bought had been soaked in syrup.

"What's even more irritating is that the two of us have been on drips for two days in the hospital. The old lady has nothing to do, and she insists that people in the city have expensive stomachs and should eat some coarse grains to adjust." Zhuo Feng also said at that time Not long after she got married, her temper was even more squeamish than now, and Feng Xing had a lot of guilt behind her back. Later, the old lady couldn't stay in the city by herself, and she said that she went back to the country without a companion, so the conflict was resolved.

As Zhuo Feng was talking, he suddenly remembered something: "Xiaoxian, I heard the news today that BJ is going to hold a winter flower show, how about we send the pot of narcissus that Master Bai left behind? Winning the prize might make Mei want to see Narcissus."

"Participating?" After the narcissus showed its illusion that night, it didn't look strange anymore. Just looking at it, this pot of narcissus is indeed different.

Zhuo Feng recounted the information he had learned, and Xiao Xian heard that there was nothing wrong with it, no matter how good the flowers are, they will wither after the season.

It's better to be happy alone than to be happy together. Uncle Bai has gone, but his works should stay in the world.

"If we participate in the competition, we will use Uncle Bai's name," Xiaoxian suggested.

"The things belong to Master Bai in the first place. Let's just do the whole thing and sign it as Bai Juyi & Mei Xiang. If we are lucky, Mei Xiang is still alive and sees that potted flower. Maybe he will remember Master Bai." , if you are unlucky, she has already passed away, so it can be regarded as a souvenir," Zhuo Feng's proposal was good, and Xiaoxian agreed after thinking about it.

In fact, she was busy enough during the winter vacation. During the meal time, Mao Yi called and came to inform her that she had registered for the Knee Cup competition. This Saturday, that is, three days later, the first preliminaries will be held. game.

She still needs to find suitable kudzu grass, but the most troublesome thing for Xiaoxian is the food problem for the sugarcane seedlings in the space. She wants to get a batch of cables as soon as possible, but she doesn't have such a large amount of money at hand.

In the middle of the night, Mrs. Feng walked into the living room with a quilt in her arms. Her son's big man was curled up on the small sofa, and the mother tossed and turned in the room, unable to sleep well.

Although there is heating in the house, it is an old house after all, and some wind seeps in at night.Mrs. Feng just wanted to add an extra quilt for her son, but found that a quilt was already covering her son's body, and there was still a faint smell of perfume on it.

Mrs. Feng looked at the room where Zhuo Feng's aunt and nephew slept, and went back silently without making a sound.

Besides Zhuo Feng, there was another person who didn't eat an "annoying" meal tonight, and that was Zhou Qiang.

Tonight, Zhou Qiang managed to hire a group of directors and directors. In these days, it is more difficult to invite people to dinner. Everyone knows that eating is not food, but friendship, but his precious son, Zhou Ziang It's very embarrassing to be late in front of a group of elders.

It's not enough to be late, Zhou Zi'ang refused all of them when toasting in the evening, saying that the rules preserved by the research institute should be kept sober at all times, his boy's rules are comparable to civil servants.

It's fine if you're late and don't drink, that kid actually stole his limelight at the banquet today.

Hearing that he came back from a famous foreign university, the director of a certain bureau asked his son who had poor grades what to do if his son did not get good grades in the future and went abroad.For a visa, you should go to Huanyu to study abroad. For tutoring, you should go to Dongfang English. The best bank to save money when going abroad is the Bank of China. Zhou Ziang answered everything very well.

Not to mention the director of a research institute directly under the government. He heard that he was from the Monsanto Pharmaceutical Research Institute of Cornell University. He sent an invitation on the spot and promised him an annual salary of 20, but he refused immediately.The reason for this is that he is still young, and he may have to stay abroad to study for a Ph.D.

"Tell me, what exactly does he want? He rejects everyone to death, and he doesn't say whether he wants to stay in the United States or not. I don't know how to arrange it next," Zhou Qiang complained in the bedroom.

"What are you afraid of? Didn't you listen to Director Zhu of the Administration for Industry and Commerce? Our son's level can open a consulting company for studying abroad. Now that there are so many people studying in BJ, he can earn more than 20 yuan just by setting up a company. What’s more, you don’t even look at what research institute you invited, it’s a research institute directly under the Ministry of Agriculture, but it’s actually been several years without any research results.” Xi Lijuan pushed back, of course these The words were all said by Zhou Ziang to Xi Lijuan after the dinner was over, hoping that she would "tell" Zhou Qiang.

"Hmph, let him tell everything, go to bed," Zhou Qiang couldn't argue, so he could only remain silent in desperation.

At this time, the lights in Zhou Ziang's room were still on, and he didn't take a rest. Night was his working time.

During the day after returning to China, Zhou Ziang spent all his time looking for various research institutes. After comparison, he still found that the research institutes affiliated to Monsanto were much higher than domestic research institutes.

"It's really not possible, I still have to go back to the United States," Zhou Ziang turned on his work laptop and started sending and receiving emails.

Locke is in charge of the lab, so he doesn't need to worry too much, he just needs to check the approximate progress of the work.In the past few years, he and Locke have been both mentors and friends. From the initial mentoring relationship to the later cooperation relationship, neither of them interfered with their respective work.The tacit understanding with Locke also affected Zhou Ziang's plan to work in China to a certain extent. After all, it is difficult to find a partner comparable to Locke in China.

After reading the email, Zhou Ziang opened several English websites he often visited, and browsed the posts in the forum.The Internet is a wonderful place, and it may be the most surprising discovery that Zi Ang made after arriving in the New World.Countless strangers, arguing over one issue.Zou Ziang used to go to well-known forums related to plants and pharmaceuticals, where there are many botanists and pharmaceutical experts.

"Well, a new post? No one has answered it yet?" There are quite a few capable people in the forum, and many posts are quickly resolved by people scanning them as soon as they are uploaded.Zhou Ziang noticed that it was a new post, and the registered name was the first time he saw it. It should be a newcomer to the forum. The time of posting showed that it was around dinner. Looking at the IP address, it was still from China.

"Well, it turned out to be about the improvement of Chinese medicine into Western medicine. No wonder so many people browsed the post, but did not post to solve it." Chinese medicine is a special branch of botany. For an English forum, people who know both medicine and Chinese medicine , not many, not to mention that the instructions in the post are still a few more Chinese-style translations. It is estimated that there is no special knowledge of Chinese, so they don’t understand the meaning of the person who left the post.

"Hangover medicine? There is also a formula. It doesn't look like a troublesome formula. For the sake of our compatriots, I will help with this." Zhou Ziang took out a piece of draft paper and simply wrote down the formula. Write a few flavors of Chinese medicine.Before he can formulate the corresponding improved granules, he has to buy those few traditional Chinese medicines, and then test them to see how effective they are. After all, the medicines made by him must not be waste medicines.

On the other side of the Internet, Zeng Xuerou was also getting ready for bed. Before going to bed, she logged on and off the Internet again, wanting to check whether the post about the prescription she sent out during dinner had been followed by anyone.In the few hours since it was sent out, she has posted it several times. Unfortunately, there are many people who read the post, but no one replied.

"Is it because traditional Chinese medicine is too remote, or is it posted on the wrong forum?" Zeng Xuerou posted the post for the last time, and not long after, the number of replies on the post became "1".

"Great," Zeng Xuerou jumped up happily, she really wanted to call Xiaoxian right now, "Someone is willing to improve the potion for us, the name is 'Anonymous'?"

Regardless of whether he is a murderer or a big star, anyway, he can't be seen or touched on the Internet, as long as he can help solve it, Zeng Xuerou can't wait for the second reply from that "anonymous person".

　Thank you for the two pink tickets from "365 days of waiting", and thank you for the pink and PK tickets of "*Pirate Luffy*". Fuzi is very excited about the effectiveness of double-pink begging for votes, hehehe, cheer up~
　　
　
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