"This Miss Ren is so unreasonable!"
On the way back to the hotel, someone couldn't help but complain: "They turn on you so quickly, faster than turning the pages of a book!"
"How can you sell seeds like this? She gets to set the exchange rate. Isn't that just an unfair contract?"
"Yes, Xiao Yang was just saying that. What does she know at such a young age? Ren Honghe is really disrespecting Professor Qin!"
Some people stood up for Xiao Yang.
"Enough!"
Qin Haitao, who had been resting with his eyes closed, opened them and sighed softly:
"It was our mistake to begin with, but now they're blaming others. What is the spirit of scientific research? Isn't it about making bold hypotheses and carefully verifying them?"
He turned to Xiao Yang, who dared not utter a word, and said, "If this cooperation fails because of your careless words, how will you take responsibility? Go back and write an 8,000-word self-criticism for me, hand it in tomorrow morning, and you don't need to come to the next meeting."
Xiao Yang was a little unconvinced and wanted to say something, but was pulled back by his colleague.
Just kidding, everyone knows that Professor Qin is either calm or angry, but when he does get angry, it means he's really angry.
"Contact the dean. I remember that last month the Southeast University Museum donated a batch of meteorites to the university for scientific research. See if we can apply for some. No, I will go back to the university to apply in person."
Qin Haitao let out a deep breath.
He never believed in any sixth sense, but this time he had a strong premonition that if he missed this opportunity, he might regret it for the rest of his life.
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As the Lunar New Year approaches, the rice and food shops are becoming increasingly busy. With the "Red Rice Research Institute" starting to sell radish seeds, online discussions about "giant delicious radishes" are springing up like mushrooms after rain.
#Home-style cooking recipe: Try this giant, delicious radish! Learn how to make great radish dishes in one simple trick. #
#Ahhhhhh, I bought super-sized radish seeds! Unboxing today!#
#Is the Super Radish a Genetically Modified Plant or a Hoax? Let's Hear What the Experts Have to Say#
#Brothers, plant the super radish, check back in fifteen days for the results...#
I was so lucky to find such a huge radish at the market! One radish will last me until the Lunar New Year.
The rice food stall is always active in the social media circles of Ningcheng residents, and many people from other places come here because of its reputation.
With Li Ning helping out at the shop, Xu Milu had more time to practice her cooking skills. However, after learning that Xu Milu had been seriously learning to cook for less than a year, Li Ning's life goals became much more gloomy.
“Master, my master always said that there are some people in the world who are blessed by the ancestors, but I didn’t believe it. But now that I’ve seen you, I really believe it.”
Li Ning said with deep sorrow.
He wasn't like Da Liu and Xiao Mo; he had witnessed Xu Milu's rapid progress every day.
Whatever Old Man Liu taught her on the first day, Xu Milu was able to master it perfectly by the afternoon of the second day.
By the third and fourth day, the dishes she made were just as good as those of experienced chefs who had been cooking for many years, both in terms of taste and cooking technique.
"There is still so much for me to learn. They say there is no end to learning."
Xu Milu's smile is adorable, with her round eyes.
"The shop will be closed in two days. Are you really not going back to Beijing with Grandpa Cui for the New Year?"
With the Lunar New Year approaching, Cui Shengguo was reluctant to part with Xu Milu, a promising young talent he had been longing for, but with his family reunion imminent, he had no choice but to fly back to Beijing.
"Hey! I have two brothers, and I'm the second oldest. It's okay if I don't go back. Besides, my mom is pressuring me to get married every day. If I go back, I'll be pressured to get married again."
Li Ning waved his hand: "Little Martial Aunt, don't be so polite with me. Just add a pair of chopsticks for me at your house later."
Xu Milu: "..."
You're really not being polite.
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The Spring Festival has a unique meaning for every Chinese person, and the major vegetable markets in Ningcheng are especially bustling around the Spring Festival.
Although it is winter, the greenhouses are full of off-season vegetables of all kinds, and every household has one or two of them on their dining table.
This year, Ningcheng residents have added another dish to their dining tables: giant, delicious radishes.
"Tsk, look at this celery, it's so shiny and smooth, there's not even a single wormhole. I wonder how much pesticide it's been sprayed with. Let's go, let's not buy from this place."
"These potatoes are big, but they don't taste like potatoes at all. They're watery and mushy, no good."
"Hey, look at this persimmon. It's big, but it's obviously been treated with ripening agents. It feels raw to the touch and can't be used in cooking at all."
Old Liu stood in the market with his hands behind his back, gesturing wildly and exuding an air of authority. Xu Milu quickly pulled the old man away before the stall owner could get angry.
"Grandpa, even if you know, you shouldn't say it in front of them. Didn't you see how upset they were?"
Old Liu glared and said, "Why can't I say this is a scam? Eating too much of this stuff isn't good for you. They dare to sell it, but I can't say anything?"
Xu Milu explained in a gentle voice:
"Yes, yes, you're right, but it's the Lunar New Year, and people don't earn money easily. Take a walk around the market and see where you can find fresh, all-natural vegetables that aren't even grown with chemical fertilizers these days."
Old Liu circled around again, his face turning green, and tentatively asked, "How about we just eat your radishes this year? Don't buy any other vegetables."
Xu Milu was both amused and exasperated: "Who serves a table full of radishes for New Year's Eve dinner?!"
In the end, the grandfather and grandson could only pick and choose some seafood, cabbage, and potatoes to take home—they brought home all the leftover meat from the store, so their family wouldn't lack meat for at least several months.
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