It’s not easy to be an interstellar chef

After the first class of the new semester, the professor packed up his things, and after all the students had left the classroom, he also walked out leisurely and prepared to return to his office.

Su Chaoqi immediately followed: "Professor, I have a question to ask you."

The professor kept walking: "What's the problem? Tell me."

He thought Su Chaoqi was asking about academic issues.

Su Chaoqi asked directly: "Which scholars do you know who are good at plant research?"

The professor understood immediately: "Why, your research during the holiday wasn't going well?"

Su Chaoqi admitted: "Yes, you can also help me see what went wrong."

Then I need to sit down and take a look at it slowly. The professor took Su Chaoqi into the office and asked her to send him the experimental records.

The professor only took a cursory look at Su Chaoliu's experimental records and analysis reports, and pointed out several inaccuracies in the process, as well as conclusions in the analysis report that could not be supported by evidence.

He did not comment too much on the content of the experiment itself, because he was not in the field of plant research and he could not judge whether the content of the experiment was correct.

After all, scientific research requires rigor, and sometimes a difference of just one word can lead to a huge difference.

But he is familiar with the experimental process.

Su Chaoliu listened and took notes, frowning as he took notes.

According to this statement, the experiment she did during the holiday was wasted, and many parts needed to be revised and started over again.

"You can't do this experiment alone," the professor said bluntly. "The amount of data is too large. It will take a lot of time just to input it."

First of all, the number of samples is not low. Secondly, the daily data of each sample must be recorded. Su Chaoliu has to spend half of the day recording these data.

Su Chaoqi raised his eyes: "You mean, I need to form my own research team?"

The professor looked at her and said, "I didn't say that. Besides, if you want to form a team, how can you find people if you don't change your lonely and cold personality first?"

Lonely and cold? This was the first time Su Chaoqi heard herself being described like this. After all, as a businessman, and a businessman in the service industry, she had nothing to do with being lonely and cold. If she wasn't tactful, considerate, and enthusiastic, how could she get business?

But as the professor said, if she really wanted to set up a research team at the First Military Academy, it might not be that easy.

She has no like-minded people in her profession.

As for friends, I do have them, but they are more like study partners than friends. They help each other to reserve seats in the library, ask each other for advice and discuss study problems, but other than that, there is not much interaction. It can be said that all their interactions are based on academics.

Others occasionally made plans to watch a movie or go shopping together, but Su Chaoqi rejected all these entertainment activities on the grounds that he was "starting a business."

So she really doesn't have any close friends.

She raised her head and smiled at the professor: "Before, due to the constraints of economic conditions, I didn't communicate much with my classmates. Now that my financial situation has stabilized, I will have more time to spend on scientific research."

The professor didn't believe a word she said: "Does the school have no scholarships or student loans? Why do you have to run away as a student to start your own business?"

You do it because you want to, not because of any external factors that force you to do it.

The professor is right, but can Su Chaoqi admit it?

She smiled at the professor and said, "Professor, do you know any scholars in the academic community who would be interested in my topic? I hope you can introduce one or two to me."

The professor pondered, "There really is one, but I'm not very familiar with her. Her last name is Wen Chuyu, and she is now the deputy director of the Qingluo Research Institute. I can help you contact her, but don't hold your hopes too high."

Of course Su Chaoqi thanked him repeatedly, and then took out the thank-you gift she had prepared from the space button.

The professor didn't even look at it: "Take it back."

They also have regulations that prohibit accepting things from students. If others find out, he will be punished.

"It's just a little gift from me," Su Chaoqi said with a smile, "You'll eat it now, so naturally no one will know what I sent you."

The professor couldn't help but take a look at what Su Chaoqi had sent. It was a box containing small pieces of something he couldn't recognize. There was a downward groove on the box, and a disposable fork was placed inside.

"What are these?" The professor didn't recognize the things she gave him. "Are they some kind of handicraft?"

It’s just fruit cutting. Su Chaoqi explained: “These are fruits of plants and can be eaten. Please don’t have any psychological burden, Professor.”

Then she put the box on the table and stood up: "I'm going back. Goodbye, professor."

She didn't even give the professor a chance to refuse.

Su Chaoqi originally thought that it would take a few days to get a reply, but he got the news that evening.

The professor said, "I originally just sent your experimental records to Mr. Wen's email address, and I received a reply very quickly. I recommended you to Mr. Wen, and he said he could meet with you. I'll give you the address of the institute, and you can go there at 4 o'clock tomorrow afternoon."

Even Su Chaoqi was a little confused by the sudden good news: "How...how could it be so fast?"

"Maybe he is interested in your research direction. Anyway, you can go there and take a look for yourself tomorrow to find out the specific situation." "Okay, I got it. Thank you very much!" While thanking him, Su Chaoqi quickly began to check the address given by the professor and plan tomorrow's itinerary.

The professor helped her so much, and that little bit of fruit might not be enough as a thank-you gift. Su Chaoqi was also thinking about what to give the professor.

The professor might not be willing to accept something she was seeing off, but if she was given food, as long as neither of them said anything, no one would know what the professor had accepted because it would have been eaten long ago and destroyed.

Meat is too expensive and the professor may feel psychologically burdened, but vegetarian dishes are fine.

There is also the gift to bring when I visit tomorrow, these are all things that need to be considered.

Su Chaoqi searched for Wen Chuyu's information on Starnet, trying to get a preliminary understanding of her, and also found some of her papers to read.

I was so busy that I didn't go to bed until two or three o'clock.

By the next day, her mental state was obviously poor and she didn't even go for morning exercises.

But there was no time for her to catch up on some sleep, so she went to the studio first and started preparing today's gift.

Then at 3:55 in the afternoon, we arrived at the gate of Qingluo Research Institute.

She didn't rush in, but took a look around the Qingluo Research Institute first.

The Qingluo Research Institute has high walls that surround the institute tightly. It is obvious that the institute is wealthy and has no shortage of funds.

After looking around, Su Chaoqi rang the doorbell of the research institute.

Soon, a figure wearing a security uniform was projected at the door, who should be the security guard inside the institute.

The security guard asked, "Who are you?"

Su Chaoqi replied: "My name is Su Chaoqi, and I have an appointment with Professor Wen."

"Oh, Professor Wen told you to come in directly when you arrive," the security guard immediately opened the door for Su Chaoqi, "Please come in and wait in the lobby on the first floor."

Su Chaoqi walked into the research institute, crossed a square, and entered the door of the research building. He saw researchers in white robes walking back and forth in the building in a hurry. The data on the light computer screens in their hands were constantly scrolling. They were communicating with each other, and occasionally a few arguments could be heard.

"Is it Miss Su?"

A voice from the side made Su Chaoqi turn around abruptly.

I saw a thin, bespectacled, gray-haired, gentle figure standing not far away, looking at her.

Su Chaoqi recognized the person immediately. After all, she had seen the photo when she was looking up information last night: "Hello, Professor Wen."

Professor Wen looked like a serious man who never smiled. Facing Su Chaoqi's greeting, he just nodded faintly: "Come with me."

Then she took Su Chaoqi into the elevator and went all the way to the top floor.

As soon as the elevator door opened, Su Chaoqi's eyes lit up.

This is simply a plant specimen exhibition hall. In each display window, there is a specimen of a plant leaf. The veins are clear and the leaves are so green that they seem to have just been picked. The scientific name of the plant is written next to it, and there is a button that can be pressed to project the image in proportion.

Su Chaoqi had no time to talk to Professor Wen anymore, her attention was already attracted by these specimens.

Professor Wen must have put in many years of hard work to collect so many plant specimens.

She even saw the crops of her dreams in Professor Wen's collection.

"Is this wheat?" Su Chaoqi was surprised and delighted. He turned around and asked impatiently, "Excuse me, professor, where did you find this plant? Do you have any records?"

Professor Wen looked at her solemnly: "You are so excited, why?"

What's so good about asking this? Su Chaoqi didn't understand Professor Wen's intention in asking this question, so she could only answer honestly: "Because I have been looking for it for a long time, spent a lot of money and time, but found nothing."

Professor Wen asked again: "So what do you want to do when you find it?"

What do you want to do? Of course, make noodles, steamed buns, dumplings, and many other delicious things.

"What exactly do you want to ask?" Su Chaoqi asked directly, "Please ask directly."

Professor Wen was silent for a while, and suddenly said something irrelevant: "Few people are willing to come here because my research project is very unpopular, so when I saw someone emailing me with questions, I was very surprised."

Su Chaoqi nodded and expressed her thoughts with her eyes: What next?

"So I want to know, what is your original intention for research? Here, the funding is limited, the staff is sparse, and many things can only be done by you yourself. Can you stand such an environment?"

After listening to Professor Wen's question, Su Chaoqi's expression relaxed.

It's no big deal. As long as I can tell her where the wheat comes from, I'll let her do anything. (End of this chapter)