"Hey, leave some beef, is there any left?" Wang Lei ran out of the laboratory and started yelling before he arrived at the cafeteria.

Xu Zhengping covered his face, feeling very embarrassed.

The master of the canteen was very accustomed to it, so he bent down and took out a small iron basin and said, "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, I'll keep it for you."

Wang Lei immediately smiled and said happily: "I knew you were the best for me. Alas, when I first started the experiment, I thought to myself..."

"You told me yesterday that I'll make one more portion of you today, it won't be enough." The master smiled and poured a small basin of fat beef into Wang Lei's enamel jar.

Wang Lei went to ride the rice again and said while scooping it up: "That's why they don't know how to eat it. They all know braised pork and the cooked pork. They don't worry about getting tired of eating it every day."

"Aren't you eating beef every day, so you're not afraid of getting tired of getting tired?" The one who ate braised pork in front of him immediately choked.

Wang Lei smiled and closed the door and let Yang go: "Director Yang also eats beef every day."

"Oh, can you write about CELL when you eat beef?"

"You don't eat the best. I don't know which pig I scooped all my beef yesterday."

"Don't insult the pig, I'm eating elbows." Behind Wang Lei, someone was holding a fat elbow, and his mouth was full of oil.

Wang Lei looked back and looked disgusted: "I'm not afraid of getting fat to you!"

"I'll forget it, I'd better get thirty pounds more and let me go back to my hometown to show off." The elbow-eating man was swaying with his empty arms, his numb figure swaying in the wind.

Zhang Feng looked at them with some confusion and couldn't help but say to Xu Zhengping: "The young people in your unit are really energetic."

"It's all little roosters, I'm the most excited when I'm scrambling to eat." Xu Zhengping said modestly in disguise.

Zhang Feng nodded and said, "With a cafeteria like you, it's not okay if you are not excited."

In my heart, Zhang Feng thought again: Can I build such a canteen to attract young people?

This thought came out only three seconds before it was cut off by Zhang Feng.

The reason is very simple. First of all, his laboratory is far from the size of the ion channel laboratory. There are at least twenty people in the ion channel laboratory, and some visitors who come to eat temporarily and other scholars who participate in the project temporarily have more than 30 people eating regularly every day. The small canteen must have such a number to build.

Zhang Feng is different. His laboratory is already poor, so students dare not find two more, because they find students to come to the laboratory to help, and as usual, they have to give some subsidies. Although the amount is not high, Zhang Feng still can't afford it.

It is also a matter of funding, and Zhang Feng cannot afford to run a small canteen.

In fact, the canteen is a place that can reflect the conditions of the unit. Walking around the capital, the canteens of ministries and commissions are often better than central enterprises, while the canteens of central enterprises are better than independent units at the department level. It is natural that the canteens of the Finance Bureau are better than those of the Education Bureau.

If Zhang Feng could make up so much money for food and drink in his laboratory, it would not have caused young people to resign one after another.

To this day, the researchers under Zhang Feng have been cut off to the point where the experiment has been carried out.

The main reason for coming to Peking University is to solve this problem.

However, the fundamental reason for the laboratory is research ability after all.

Zhang Feng swept all the food on the table in a few bites, slid his mouth, and said, "Let's go to the laboratory. I'm just idle too. I'm seeing if there is anything I can help with."

This is what we call politeness. Xu Zhengping smiled and said, "Don't worry, Director Yang is not here today, and you can't see anything when you go to the laboratory. I'll take you to rest first. We will visit the laboratory tomorrow morning."

If the visiting scholars want to visit, the Ion Channel Laboratory's plan will be interrupted.

Zhang Feng was not very happy, but he had no choice but to silence, and said, "Yang Rui is not here, your laboratory can't stop. I just want to see the ion channel laboratory where he is not here. What project are you doing now?"

“There are multiple projects going on.”

"What did Yang Rui do?"

Xu Zhengping hesitated for a moment and did not say it immediately.

Zhang Feng immediately noticed the problem and asked: "There is a problem with the experiment? You just say it, there is no need to hide such a thing from others."

"I'm not trying to hide it from you, I want to say it better." Xu Zhengping smiled bitterly and said: "Our director's newly launched project is prepared for the genetic engineering laboratory. Because the genetic engineering laboratory is still selecting a location, he is still conducting experiments in the ion channel laboratory, but the expenditure is based on the genetic engineering laboratory."

Xu Zhengping first explained the relationship between the two laboratories to avoid Zhang Feng’s misunderstanding.

This situation is actually quite common among high-end scholars, because high-end scholars often work part-time in multiple laboratories, occasionally perform experiments, or conduct experiments in different periods.

Zhang Feng just nodded and asked: "So, what is the new project?"

"The director plans to do a set of verification experiments, mainly repeating several sets of foreign experiments..."

"Well, it's good to practice with foreign experiments. What about the specific content?" Zhang Feng also often does verification experiments. On the one hand, it has little funding, and on the other hand, it is actually that the Chinese scientific research community has put a lot of homework, half of it is learning and half of it is training.

Just like later generations of masters and doctoral students, they have to do some common experiments before graduation. Newcomers like postdoctoral students are inevitably a period of learning process. It is normal for domestic researchers to learn about the progress of foreign subjects while learning.

Xu Zhengping could only smile bitterly, hesitate for a moment before saying: "Frozen embryo transfer."

"kindness?"

“Frozen embryo transfer.”

"I heard it clearly, what do you mean by this?"

"Didn't you ask, are you asking the specific content of the experiment the director did?" Xu Zhengping said.

"I'm asking, but you said frozen embryo transfer..." Zhang Feng's face froze and he hurriedly asked, "Is he doing frozen embryo transfer?"

"Yes." Xu Zhengping nodded.

"Frozen embryo transfer." Zhang Feng repeated it, feeling his cells excited, and asked again: "How is the progress? When did it start?"

"Just just started."

"kindness?"

“It’s just the beginning.”

"Just just started, how long did it take?"

Xu Zhengping's face was stiff and said, "It will take a few days."

Zhang Feng's excitement disappeared suddenly. He thought for a while and said slowly: "I remember, your Director Yang has never studied genetic engineering."

Xu Zhengping paused helplessly.

"Did he do it for us to show?" Zhang Feng stood up suddenly, hummed twice, looked around again, but stopped saying anything, turned around and left.

As a genetic engineering scholar, Zhang Feng is very clear about the amount of frozen embryo transfer, which is a mountain that China is trying to conquer. If Yang Rui had been conducting relevant research, it would be understandable that he would recruit soldiers and horses. However, it would be unreasonable to open it after recruiting soldiers and horses, and it would be easy to give Zhang Feng the feeling of being deceived.

Xu Zhengping caught up helplessly and said, "Professor Zhang, don't worry, we will visit the laboratory tomorrow and you will understand."

"I'm afraid I can't understand." The laboratory is still going to visit, but Zhang Feng is not as enthusiastic as to see it immediately. His tone slowed down and said, "Send me to the guesthouse, I'm tired too."

Looking back at the ion channel laboratory, Zhang Feng was already full of comments about "very happy" in his mind.

This is true for the canteen and the experiment is also true!

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It was about 14 o'clock, and the army of "Zhibi" was assembled. I also quickly finished writing today's first. At 14 o'clock, I accompanied everyone to "Dragon Martial Arts 2" [Shenzhou] district and had a great time! The female anchor who started the server at noon was quite good. I don't know how the army gathered. I don't know if it's feasible to grab the city lord and send the anchor?

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Chapter completed!