Qiao Xuejun raised her eyes and looked over.
She had never eaten in the cafeteria at the First Base.
Uncle Zhang is in charge of the kitchen and canteen.
Qiao Xuejun provides food raw materials upstream, and Uncle Zhang is responsible for how these foods are processed into edible meals and how they are distributed.
So the person Meng Ka should be looking for today is actually Uncle Zhang.
Uncle Zhang also looked at the bag in Meng Ka's hand: "It just so happens that Mr. Meng mentioned pickled fish, and I also want to learn how to make it."
Uncle Zhang said so, so Qiao Xuejun walked over and handed him the pickled fish: "I'm not very good at this, Uncle Zhang, you should discuss this with Teacher Meng."
After she finished speaking, she looked at Meng Ka and said, "Teacher Meng, you may have made a mistake. Uncle Zhang is in charge of food preparation at our First Base. I am only responsible for providing the ingredients."
Simply put, how to eat, stir-fry or cook into soup, it has little to do with Qiao Xuejun. She only needs to provide enough raw materials to ensure that people don't starve to death.
Qiao Xuejun asked with interest: "Eat now?"
Uncle Zhang said, "It's ready."
He looked at Zhao Xian who was sitting upstairs and reported, "I'll go call them."
Zhao Xian saw Qiao Xuejun passing the pickled fish to Uncle Zhang, and sat up straight and leaned back in his chair: "Okay."
Ten people came to the sea fort this time. In addition to the two lords, there were also several managers in charge of patrolling and collecting supplies.
Yuan Yuanfang and the others were also surprised, especially Meng Ka, who was in charge of food resources in Haibao. The current food distribution was one person per pit, and there was no extra.
That was why the portion of pickled fish he gave to Qiao Xuejun was so small, because the food itself was too precious.
In their sea fortress, the daily food is distributed according to the number of people, and there is no extra at all. Especially now that the sea is frozen, the food source has become less and less, so they have to eat less and less, so they have to be frugal.
When they came today, they had no intention of staying for dinner.
Yuan Yuanfang hesitated for a moment, then sat down with the managers and said generously, "Sorry to bother you then."
Yuan Yuanfang looked at Meng Ka.
Don't you want to believe it? Don't you want to see it with your own eyes?
It will be possible soon.
However, to be honest, although Yuan Yuanfang was inclined to believe Qiao Xuejun, she had never seen him in person. She also wanted to see him and confirm the matter.
Meng Ka also sat down. He wanted to see what the food in the First Base was today. Would there really be potatoes and corn? He had always thought that they must have been stockpiled before the natural disaster, and the quantity was probably not large.
He also learned from Shen Xingtang that they still mainly ate military rations, the main ingredient of which was fish. They didn't know how to process fish, so they made it into dry rations that were difficult to swallow.
The other potatoes are just a little bit of accompaniment, probably squeezed into the plate as a pure psychological comfort.
Meng Ka looked at Yuan Yuanfang.
When he made that guess before, the lord scolded him and said it was impossible.
Humph, now the First Base is inviting them to dinner, we will know once the dishes are served. His statement is the most likely one!
Qiao Xuejun also returned to her seat. She came late and her seat was relatively far back.
After finishing the business, Zhao Xian, who was sitting on the upper floor, said, "Teacher Qiao."
Qiao Xuejun looked at him: "Lord?"
Zhao Xian: "Come here."
Qiao Xuejun guessed that Zhao Xian wanted to talk to her about something, and she also happened to have something to say. She immediately stood up and walked to Zhao Xian's side: "Lord, you go first."
Zhao Xian reached out and pulled a stool from the side and placed it next to him: "Sit down."
Qiao Xuejun didn't refuse and sat down.
Then the two began to talk quietly, one sentence after another, and Zhao Xian always had a faint smile on his face. It seemed that they were talking about some light topic.
Everyone watched the two people's actions with great attention.
The seat next to Zhao Xian is generally very particular, not everyone can sit there. However, Qiao Xuejun is an important grain production expert, so it is not surprising that he has this treatment.
However, the atmosphere between the two was indeed unusual.
Qiao Xuejun also knew that the seating arrangement for meetings was very particular. She used to go out with her teacher to run projects and they also had to drink with the client.
But they are technical personnel and not very good at this. They just sit according to how others arrange it. Toasting is not their job. They sit at the table more like mascots. It was only after a long time that Qiao Xuejun noticed that there is indeed a certain rule here. No matter how the client changes, her sitting position is almost the same every time.
But she didn't care about the seating arrangement even before, and she would care even less about it now. Zhao Xian asked her to sit down, so she sat down.
Zhao Xian asked her about what happened last night and whether she was scared. Qiao Xuejun naturally said she was not scared. Then Zhao Xian told her about Professor An's progress in studying the toxicity of purple flowers.
"Teacher Qiao, the purple flowers you planted are indeed toxic and cannot be reduced by simple measures such as heating. Professor An has already verified it. It is effective against mutants."
When Qiao Xuejun heard that it was toxic and could not be reduced in toxicity, she felt disappointed. This meant that it could not be used as feed. But when she heard the second half of the sentence, her eyes lit up: "It is effective against mutants? How is it effective? How does it work?"
Zhao Xian: "The white fluff on the stem."
Qiao Xuejun nodded: "It's fluff."
Zhao Xian: "Professor An is still doing further research. Together with Professor Huo."
When Qiao Xuejun heard the name Professor Huo, she subconsciously frowned slightly in disdain and nodded: "I was wondering why the two of them didn't show up today. I'll go ask Professor An later."
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