Numerous practical results in the 21st century have already proven that a ninety-nine percent chance of sharpening one's weapons before battle will only lead to failure.
As the time for the monthly exam gets closer, Kagawa's expression switches between a mask of pain and a vacuous expression more and more frequently. Next to him, Liang Gong, who is practicing colorful decorations with reference to the video shared by Kagawa, is worried that his president will be in trouble again.
Will something happen if this continues? Only Ouyang Yating and Ainuo continued to correct Xiangchuan's terrible Chinese homework and math homework with "I can't help but feel" looks on their faces.
——There is no way, after all, she is also the president of her own company, and she is also working hard to unlock new ancient foods. No matter how hard she can't help the wall, she can still help.
However, a serious attitude can be passed on to others. Influenced by the people in the Tongue Club, the students who usually like to enjoy afternoon tea in the Tongue Club restaurant during their afternoon break can no longer see the wonderful things when the light screen on the dining table is opened.
"The Count of Monte Cristo" or "Don Quixote" are handouts compiled by teachers of various subjects, or online course explanations found on the Third Ship Group network. If the time and space network was not connected, some students would even want to go
Visit the Second Fleet or Ninth Fleet course videos.
Zhu Bingwen and the principal, who were sitting at the bar enjoying freshly squeezed juice made from seasonal fruits, looked at these students who were studying hard, with happy and nostalgic smiles on their faces.
"Ancient Chinese language questions..." The principal recalled what Xiangchuan had said two days ago and touched his chin, lost in thought.
"...Principal, I know what you are thinking, but please don't be impulsive." Zhu Bingwen said with a bitter smile. It seems that it is not only the students who think outside the box, but also his own principal.
However, this is pretty good, at least it's not boring, right?
Just when Kagawa felt that the cake in front of him was shaped like a function, the Agricultural University Affiliated High School finally ushered in the monthly exams that had been postponed due to the school anniversary.
I don't know if it was to take care of Xiangchuan's mood, but for the first time this time, everyone in Class 18 did not gather together to review the answers like they usually do for the major and small exams. After the exam, everyone left the classroom in silence, either going to the cafeteria or going back to the dormitory.
"Why haven't the squad leader and the others come here to eat and drink in the past two days?"
In the afternoon after finishing the last subject, Xiangchuan sat in the seat filled by his fellow members, chewing on his straw and curiously asked.
Three members of Tongue Club:...
"Ahem, you...President, how did you do overall in this monthly exam?" Aino was a little uneasy. After all, his childhood sweethearts and brothers and sisters around him were all top students. He never thought that one day he would have to comfort a student.
scum.
"Huh? It's pretty bad." Xiangchuan blinked, "Don't you all know my grades? Do you expect me to become a top student overnight? Don't, if someone suspects that I have used illegal drugs,
What about brain surgery?" Modern law prohibits interference with cranial nerves. Unless it is for medical necessity, otherwise you will be sentenced to a prison term of not less than 100 years but not more than 500 years. In modern times, it is a felony. She just wants to be a salted fish, and does not want to
Be a criminal.
Facing Kagawa, who was scrambling to prove his innocence, the three Tongue Club members once again:...
Facts have proven that when the other person is sufficiently nervous, ordinary things cannot irritate the other person at all.
"Then you just gave up on the oven you were so obsessed with? I thought you were going to treat this device as the next topic of our club." Aino asked.
"Give up? How is that possible?" Xiangchuan curled his lips, "I just figured it out. Instead of wasting time elsewhere, it's better to solve the problem fundamentally."
"Fundamentally?" The three of them looked at each other. Is their president planning to mess with something again?
"Humph, isn't it just an oven? I can't fix the electric oven, and can't I fix the brick oven and adobe oven?" Xiangchuan had a crooked dragon-king smile on his face.
This was a blind spot she suddenly realized after finishing the first day of the exam. As a modern person, the ovens in her concept were electric ovens or air fryers, but if you think about it carefully, historically
Shouldn't the most classic oven be a medieval European-style oven made of bricks and adobe? She checked the shipping network and found that the price of various earth products is the same as steel in modern times, all from surrounding planets or asteroid groups.
The resources collected on the Internet are uniformly converted and produced into harmless resources. Although soil, a non-renewable resource, is hardly used in people's lives, it still plays a large role in agricultural planting, maintaining greening and ecological reserves.
It is useful, but apart from some research facilities and agricultural-related departments, few people buy it in their own name.
Being able to buy soil = being able to bake bricks = being able to make your own adobe brick oven!
After figuring out this equation, Xiangchuan was suddenly liberated from the exams that had caused her to fall into high school memories and PTSD several times. As for the bet with her father, Xiangchuan could only apologize silently in her heart. She knew that although her father did not want to make the bet,
She silently refused to take the risk of making an electric oven for her, but these days when she saw her father looking at her with a little expectation when having dinner at home, she couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt in her heart even though she was so heartless.
.
Sigh... At worst, give the baked bread to Dad first. Xiangchuan silently apologized in his heart.
Xiangchuan was thinking wildly in his mind, but the three club members next to him were all shocked.
What the president is talking about is an oven, right? Is it the internal heating device that is prohibited for civilian use? Is it made of bricks and adobe? What are bricks and adobe? But the three people with the word earth can still understand it, it is the "earth" they think of
? Used for planting and soil for plant growth?
"Uh... soil?" Liang Gong opened his mouth for a long time to hold back the two words. But he was still okay. Ouyang Yating and Ainuo were both shocked and speechless.
"Yes, have you read "The Count of Monte Cristo" and "Don Quixote"? The bread that the protagonists in these two books usually eat is made in an oven made of adobe bricks."
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"Don't be too surprised yet. 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 stone?"
The corner of Aino's mouth twitched twice. She was obviously very dissatisfied with Xiangchuan's attitude of skipping the explanation steps. However, seeing that she was already starting to think about the construction project with the strange soil information that she had compiled for some time. As a member of the group,
He had no choice but to raise his hand faintly: "...I can contact the processing factory here, but you, Brick? They have never done this stuff. If you have any special needs, you need to coordinate with the other party."
"As long as you can do it, why don't you do it yourself...ah, why bother?" Xiangchuan's eyes immediately lit up when he heard that Aino could find a way, and he almost said it.
"However, the application for the oven cannot be approved. President, can you get the application for this brick oven?" Liang Gong asked worriedly.
"If it were to completely copy the ancient version, it would be really confusing. After all, you had to burn firewood and charcoal in the past. Now it seems that this thing is very inefficient. But now there are still many external heating methods. As long as the bricks can be guaranteed
If the heat resistance critical point of the block is reached, everything will not be a problem.”
"Uh, that's not what I meant..." Liang Gong felt ashamed.
"What Liang Gong means is, isn't your thing like an oven an internal heating device? Can the government approve the application?" Aino explained.
"Internal heating? Who said that?" Xiangchuan blinked, "The brick stove needs to be heated from the outside to achieve internal heating. If this is also considered internal heating, then the soup pot and steamer in our kitchen would have been confiscated by the government long ago.
Already."
"Wouldn't it be enough to just use a kitchen pot? Listening to your explanation, what you want is a device that can be heated internally without water vapor. Kitchen pots are also very resistant to high temperatures." Ouyang Yating asked.
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"But it seems that what I want to heat is the surface of the food." Xiangchuan blinked, "What should I do if I only heat the bottom? Poached eggs or fried buns?"
Three members of the Tongue Club: ...What are these?
Xiangchuan was impatient and was too lazy to worry about test scores in the afternoon. She roped in three members and started to help her sort out the application form for the brick stove.
That night, Xiao Wang from the Information Turbulence Office of the Third Ship Group did not know that his office terminal had received an application letter that would cause controversy among the Information Bureau and even the Security Bureau, the History Research Institute, and the Cultural Bureau.