How to eat pineapple buns on the immigration ship

Chapter 161: The Final Battle of the Monthly Exam

Countless practical results in the 21st century have long proved that sharpening your sword before a battle will only lead to failure with a 99% chance.

As the monthly exam draws closer, Kagawa's expression switches between a mask of pain and emptiness and dullness more and more frequently. Liang Gong, who is practicing colored flower mounting with reference to the video shared by Kagawa, is worried that something might happen to his president if he continues like this. Only Ouyang Yating and Ino continue to correct Kagawa's horrible Chinese and math homework with an "I don't care" look on their faces.

——There’s nothing I can do. After all, she is our president, and she is also working hard to unlock new ancient foods. No matter how hopeless she is, I will at least give her a hand.

However, a serious attitude can be passed on to others. Influenced by the people in the Tongue Tip Club, the students who usually like to enjoy afternoon tea in the Tongue Tip Club restaurant during the afternoon break no longer open the screen on the table to watch the wonderful "The Count of Monte Cristo" or "Don Quixote", but the handouts compiled by the teachers of various subjects, or the online course explanations found on the network of the Third Fleet. If the space-time network is not disconnected, some students even want to visit the course videos of the Second Fleet or the Ninth Fleet.

Zhu Bingwen and the principal, who were sitting at the bar enjoying freshly squeezed juice made from seasonal fruits, looked at the students who were studying hard, with smiles of satisfaction and nostalgia on their faces.

"Ancient Chinese language questions..." The principal touched his chin and fell into deep thought, remembering what Kagawa had talked about two days ago.

"...Principal, I know what you are thinking, but please don't be impulsive." Zhu Bingwen said with a wry smile. It seemed that it was not only the students who had unrealistic thoughts, but his own principal as well.

But this is pretty good, at least it’s not boring, right?
Just when Kagawa felt that the cakes in front of him were in the shape of functions, the Agricultural University Affiliated High School finally had its monthly exam which had been postponed due to the school anniversary.

I don't know if it was to take Kagawa's feelings into consideration, but this time, the students in Class 8 of Grade 1 did not gather together to check answers like they usually did for exams. After the exam, everyone left the classroom silently, either going to the cafeteria or back to the dormitory.

"Why haven't the squad leader and his men come here to eat and drink for the past two days?"

On the afternoon after taking the last exam, Kagawa sat in the seat reserved by all the members of his company, biting on the straw and asked curiously.

Three members of the Tongue Tip Club: ...

"Well, you... President, how did you do overall in this monthly exam?" Ino was unusually nervous. After all, his childhood sweethearts and brothers and sisters were all top students, and he had never thought that one day he would have to comfort a poor student.

"Hmm? Pretty bad." Kagawa blinked, "Don't you all know about my grades? Do you expect me to become a top student overnight? No, what if people suspect that I had an illegal brain surgery?" Modern law prohibits interference with brain nerves unless it is for medical needs. Otherwise, the sentence will be more than 100 years but less than 500 years. It is a serious crime in modern times. She just wants to be an indifferent person, not a criminal.

Facing Kagawa who was trying hard to prove his innocence, the three members of Tongue Club once again: ...

Facts have proved that when the other party is thick-skinned enough, ordinary things cannot irritate him at all.

"So you just gave up on that oven you've been dreaming of? I thought you were going to make this device the next project of our club." Ino asked.

"Give up? How is that possible?" Kagawa curled his lips, "I just figured it out. Instead of wasting time on other things, it's better to solve the problem fundamentally."

"Fundamentally?" The three of them looked at each other. What was their president planning to do again?

"Hehe, isn't it just an oven? I can't make an electric oven, but can't I make a brick oven or an adobe oven?" Kagawa showed a crooked dragon king smile on his face.

This was a blind spot she suddenly realized after the first day of the exam. As a modern person, the ovens in her concept are all electric ovens or air fryers, which are powered by electricity. But if you think about it carefully, shouldn’t the most classic oven in history be a medieval European style oven made of bricks and adobe? She checked the fleet network and found that the price of various earth products is the same as that of steel in modern times. All resources collected from surrounding planets or asteroids are uniformly converted and produced into harmless resources. Although the non-renewable resource of soil is almost not used in people’s lives, it is still very useful in agricultural planting, maintaining greening and ecological protection areas, etc., but except for some research facilities and agricultural-related departments, few people buy it in their personal name. Can buy soil = can burn bricks = can make adobe brick ovens by yourself!

After figuring out the equation, Kagawa was suddenly freed from the exam that had caused her to suffer from PTSD from high school memories several times. As for the bet with her father, Kagawa could only apologize silently in her heart. She knew that although this bet was a silent rejection of her father's decision not to take the risk of making her an electric oven, when she saw some expectation in her father's eyes when she was having dinner at home these days, even a heartless person like her couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

Oh... at worst, I can just give the baked bread to my dad first. Kagawa silently apologized in his heart.

Kagawa was thinking wildly in his mind, but the three members next to him were stunned.

The boss was talking about an oven, right? The internal heating device that was forbidden for civilian use? Made of bricks and adobe? What are bricks and adobe? But the three of them could still understand the word "earth". Was it the "earth" they were thinking of? The soil used for farming and for plant growth?
"Uh... earthy?" Liang Gong opened his mouth for a long time before he could utter two words. But he was still lucky, because Ouyang Yating and Aino were so shocked that they were speechless.

"Yes, have you read The Count of Monte Cristo and Don Quixote? The bread that the protagonists of these two books eat is baked in an oven made of adobe bricks."

Three members of the Tongue Tip Club: "Ah?"

"Don't be too surprised. This thing requires high-temperature resistant bricks. Do you know where there is a brick factory... or where there is a place that can process stones?"

The corners of Ino's mouth twitched twice. He was obviously very dissatisfied with Kagawa's attitude of skipping the explanation steps. However, seeing that she had already started to think about the construction project with the strange soil block materials that had been sorted out at some point, he, as a member of the team, had to raise his hand quietly: "...I can contact the processing factory here, but you, bricks? They haven't made this stuff before. If you have any special needs, you need to coordinate with them."

"It's enough that it can be done. Why do you need to do it yourself... bah, why are you afraid of trouble?" When Kagawa heard that Ino could find a solution, his eyes immediately lit up and he almost said it out loud.

"However, the application for the oven cannot be approved. Can your brick oven be approved?" Liang Gong asked worriedly.

"If we were to copy the ancient version completely, it would be very difficult. After all, we had to burn wood and charcoal in the past, which is not very efficient now. However, there are still many external heating methods now. As long as the heat resistance critical point of the bricks can be guaranteed, everything will be fine."

"Uh, that's not what I meant..." Liang Gong was embarrassed.

"Liang Gong means that this thing of yours is an internal heating device just like an oven. Will the government approve your application?" Ino explained.

"Internal heating? Who said that?" Kagawa blinked. "A brick oven needs to be heated from the outside to achieve internal heating. If this is also considered internal heating, then the soup pots and steamers in our kitchen would have been confiscated by the government long ago."

"Then can't we just use the pot in the kitchen? From what you have explained, what you want is a device that can heat internally and has no water vapor. The pot in the kitchen is also resistant to high temperatures." Ouyang Yating asked.

"But I think I want to heat the surface of the food." Kagawa blinked, "What are you going to do if you only heat the bottom, fried eggs or pan-fried buns?"

Three members of the Tongue Club: ...What are these?

Kagawa was an impatient person and was too lazy to care about her test scores in the afternoon. She pulled three members to help her organize the application forms for the brick furnace.

That evening, Xiao Wang in the Information Turbulence Office of the Third Fleet did not know that he had received an application in his office terminal that would cause controversy in the Information Bureau and even in the Security Bureau, the History Institute, and the Culture Bureau.