It’s not easy to be an interstellar chef

Su Chaoqi woke up on time for morning exercise.

But she doesn't do morning exercises today.

Before Su Chaoliu left, she came to her dormitory to take a look and asked, "What are you going to do today?"

"I'm visiting a professor. I'll save some chicken soup for you when it's done cooking?"

Su Chaoliu glanced at it and said with disdain: "Take it all away, it smells like medicine, I don't want to drink it."

"Okay," Su Chaoqi didn't force it, "Then I won't leave it for you."

This pot of chicken soup needs to be simmered for three hours. When it is done, the soup is rich and delicious, and the chicken is tender and tasty. It can be easily torn off the bones with your teeth.

Su Chaoqi added angelica, astragalus and red dates to the chicken soup, and some mushrooms as side dishes. The whole pot of chicken soup was delicious and fresh.

After turning off the fire, Su Chaoqi put the chicken soup into the space button and rushed to the school gate to wait for Mo Jinhui to pick him up.

Mo Jinhui's aircraft landed in mid-air and stopped in front of Su Chaoqi. Su Chaoqi immediately stepped forward, opened the door and got in.

"Hold on tight and fasten your seat belts." Mo Jinhui gave these instructions and the plane began to take off.

"Thank you for coming to pick me up, senior." Su Chaoqi said politely.

"Nothing," Mo Jinhui said lightly, "Your gifts should be ready."

If it was any other gift, Su Chaoqi might still be a little worried, but when it comes to cooking skills, she is absolutely confident.

"Of course," she nodded, "I'm sure the professor will like it."

So Mo Jinhui said nothing more and drove the aircraft all the way to the teachers' dormitory area of ​​the First Military Academy.

Su Chaoqi looked at the appearance of the dormitory building and made a simple judgment.

Although the First Military Academy provides single dormitories for teachers, from the appearance you can tell that this dormitory is not small. It has two bedrooms and a living room. Not to mention one person, even a family of three can probably fit in there, though it's a bit crowded.

The two got out of the car, and Mo Jinhui took Su Chaoqi to the professor's dormitory and rang the doorbell.

After a moment, a kind-looking old woman opened the door.

Mo Jinhui smiled and said, "Master's wife, I've brought the court date with me."

Mrs. Liu smiled gently and said, "Come in quickly. Your teacher has been waiting for you for a long time."

"Sorry to bother you." Su Chaoqi said politely and followed Mo Jinhui into the house.

Professor Liu was waiting for them in the living room.

"Teacher," Mo Jinhui called out, "We are here."

Professor Liu turned off the laptop in his hand and pointed at the sofa: "Sit down."

The two sat down on the couch, and Sister Liu brought them some warm water: "Take your time to talk."

The master's wife wanted to go back to her room, but Su Chaoqi raised his eyes and said, "Master's wife, why don't you stay? I brought some food here, and you can try my cooking."

The master's wife looked at her husband's intention, and when he nodded to her, she smiled and said, "Okay, then I'm in for a treat."

Mo Jinhui immediately and cleverly began to tidy up the coffee table, clearing out a large empty space.

Su Chaoqi took out the chicken soup that had been simmered for more than three hours from the space button and carefully placed it on the coffee table.

The chicken soup had just been taken off the fire less than half an hour ago, and with StarCraft's good heat preservation technology, the chicken soup was still boiling hot.

So as soon as the lid is opened, the rich fragrance hits your nose.

They had clearly taken nutritional supplements in the morning, but they couldn't help swallowing their saliva and felt hungry when they smelled the fragrance.

Of course, Su Chaoqi not only prepared chicken soup, she even prepared tableware. After the heat from the chicken soup dissipated a little, she used a soup spoon to portion the chicken soup.

The first bowl was served to Professor Liu: "Professor, be careful, it's hot."

The bowl is well insulated, so you won’t feel hot when holding it, but it will be hot when you drink from it.

The second bowl was served to the master's wife, who took it with a smile and first leaned in to smell the aroma of the chicken soup: "It smells so good, even better than the last time we ate at some chef's place."

Su Chaoqi said in a gentle voice: "The method of making it is not difficult, I will leave the recipe."

"That won't work," Mrs. Liu shook her head. "Even if you stay, we don't have the tools or ingredients."

"Kitchenware is not a problem," Su Chaoqi looked at Mo Jinhui, "Senior can find integrated stoves and other kitchen supplies in Mr. Yue's online store."

Mo Jinhui understood Su Chaoqi's meaning and agreed, "Yes, if you need it, I can buy it for you and send it over."

"Okay," Professor Liu agreed leisurely, "It's all out of filial piety from the students, so I'm embarrassed to refuse."

Su Chaoqi narrowed his eyes.

This is not something that is embarrassing to refuse, a few simple words will do. There is only one reason why Professor Liu said this, and that is that he does not want to refuse.

As for this unwillingness to refuse, whether it was because Professor Liu really wanted to drink chicken soup or for some other reason, Su Chaoqi had no intention of delving into it. Su Chaoqi looked down at the steaming chicken soup in his bowl, and a few thoughts passed through his mind. He raised his eyes and quietly looked at Professor Liu who was drinking chicken soup and eating chicken.

Chinese medicine diagnosis involves observation, auscultation, questioning and palpation. In her previous life, she had mastered the art of observation to perfection.

After all, she is a businessman, and a businessman needs to accurately screen customers, so she can guess a person's basic physical condition by observing his words and expressions.

To be precise, it can tell whether a person needs conditioning.

But basically, no one does not need conditioning. Ninety-nine percent of people are in a sub-healthy state and have more or less problems in their bodies, it just depends on how serious the impact of these problems is.

In Su Chaoqi's opinion, Professor Liu's physical condition is not very good.

He had just finished his archaeological work. One has to know that archaeological work is done in the wilderness, the environment is very dangerous, and there is a possibility of attacks by strange beasts at any time. Although the army is equipped with special-powered warriors and soldiers in archaeological work, it is impossible to say that he did not feel anything when he was attacked. In addition, the work requires sleepless nights and forgetting to eat. Even young people cannot bear it, not to mention that Professor Liu is not young anymore. It is said that his grandson is almost an adult.

Therefore, the chicken soup with medicinal herbs had an immediate effect on Professor Liu.

A slight blush appeared on Professor Liu's cheeks, and he seemed to be in a state of relaxation, looking lazy.

Angelica and Astragalus replenish qi, while red dates replenish blood. They are most suitable for people with both qi and blood deficiency.

The effect of Mrs. Liu is not as good as that of Professor Liu because her physical condition is relatively better.

"I have been feeling weak these past two days," Professor Liu sighed, "and I feel uncomfortable all over."

That's why he asked his wife to open the door while he sat there doing nothing.

Qi and blood deficiency, how can it not be uncomfortable? Su Chaoqi thought, nutrients are just like glucose, they can maintain the vitality of the human body, but they cannot provide energy.

Perhaps the Qiao family's sanatorium could help the professor recover a little, but Su Chaoqi planned to mention it to Mo Jinhui later.

After drinking a bowl of chicken soup, Professor Liu was able to ask Su Chaoqi about his publishing.

Su Chaoqi had already prepared: "It's like this, I have reached a cooperation with Professor Wen of Qingluo Research Institute. She needs some information from the Blue Star period, but they can't quote it directly. I need to find a publishing house to publish it first."

After saying that, she showed the cooperation agreement she and Professor Wen signed. Of course, there was only the final signature page, and she did not release the other terms.

But the signature page has the official seal of Qingluo Research Institute, Professor Wen’s personal seal, and Su Chaoqi’s signature, which is enough to prove it.

Qingluo Research Institute. Even though it is not a field, Professor Liu has heard of the name of Qingluo Research Institute.

Professor Liu nodded in understanding: "Cooperation? I wonder what it is about."

Su Chaoqi said vaguely: "It's some research on plants. If you have any questions, you can ask Professor Wen to explain it to you."

As for the specific content of the cooperation, she is not in a position to disclose it.

Professor Liu also knew this and did not ask any more questions. He just lowered his head and began to think.

After a while, he raised his head and said, "I want to talk to Professor Wen."

In his eyes, no matter how outstanding and capable Su Chaoqi was, he was still a junior and a student after all. He was not qualified to negotiate terms with him on an equal footing. Since Professor Wen was involved in this cooperation, it would be best for him to communicate directly with Professor Wen.

Su Chaoqi knew that the situation would develop like this, so she greeted Professor Wen yesterday.

She originally thought that it would be best if she could negotiate all the terms independently without alerting Professor Wen, but now it seems that Professor Wen still has to step in.

Sure enough, Professor Wen only needed a few words to soften Professor Liu's tone.

But Professor Liu has his own principles: "I will not take Chao Qi's translated works and publish them by adding my own name."

To do this is to humiliate his personality and professionalism.

What's more, this kind of thing is very risky. If it is discovered, his good reputation will be ruined. He doesn't want to take such a risk.

Su Chaoqi was very easy to talk to: "So what do you want?"

"Give me a new ancient book that you have never translated before," Professor Liu said. "I will be responsible for translating the main part, and you will be responsible for translating the professional terms."

In this way, the first author and the second author can truly live up to their titles and there is no need to worry about being caught or causing problems.

"Sure," Su Chaoqi agreed without any hesitation. As long as Professor Liu was willing to help her publish, other issues would not be a problem. "But I have to go back and look for the right materials."

It would be troublesome if they publish the translated ancient books and Professor Wen cannot find the content he wants to quote.

The two chatted a lot about the details, and didn't stop until the chicken soup cooled down.

Now that the conversation was over, Su Chaoqi of course said goodbye. After all, there was no traditional custom in the interstellar world to keep guests for dinner.

Professor Liu saw them out.

After Su Chaoqi boarded Mo Jinhui's aircraft, he pushed the sanatorium's electronic business card to him.

Mo Jinhui didn't rush to start the aircraft: "What is this?"

"You can take Professor Liu to this sanatorium to stay for a few days," Su Chaoqi suggested to him, "Professor Liu still needs to eat more. The sanatorium provides food every day. If you decide to go, you can mention my name. I think you can get a discount." (End of this chapter)