The Blue Star Vegetable Breeding Base has already grown cabbage, lettuce and spinach. Song Wenlan hasn't eaten these vegetables for a long time, and his chopsticks are flying.
Peng Wenshu looked at Song Wenlan lovingly, and kept picking up food for Song Wenlan: "Come on, eat more."
After Song Wenlan finished eating, he asked someone to clear the bowls and chopsticks away, and asked with a smile: "Xiao Song, do you want a house?"
Song Wenlan's ears moved and he suddenly became alert.
Inviting someone to dinner is still within the scope of hospitality, but giving someone a house as a gift has a bit of a conspiracy vibe to it.
Peng Wenshu saw Song Wenlan's vigilance and said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, don't be nervous."
"It's like this. When you weren't here, we were too curious and searched for entries about the Rubik's Cube."
Among those entries, the Patent Office saw the book "My Demon Hunter Enemy" written by Song Wenlan.
"If I'm not mistaken, you should have written that book, right?" Peng Wenshu said with emotion, "It's very well written. The scenes in it are as if I were there in person."
"The book you are writing now is also good. It uses the history of Blue Star as the background. No one dares to write like this now."
Peng Wenshu sighed softly.
"We at the Patent Office just hope that you can continue to create these stories. Whether it is the Blue Star in history or the Blue Star now, more people need to know about it."
Song Wenlan looked at Peng Wenshu's expression. She could see that Peng Wenshu's expression was very sincere.
She lowered her eyes and thought, when it comes to Blue Star's heritage, perhaps no one knows it better than the staff at the Patent Office.
How bad had the situation been that they placed their hopes on a novelist?
Just when Song Wenlan was silent, Peng Wenshu suddenly smiled.
"Of course, you don't have to be too stressed. We don't have much of anything on Blue Star right now, except for houses, and the housing prices are still very low."
Um?
Song Wenlan suddenly became interested. She couldn't help but ask, "Uncle Wen, I've never lived on Blue Star before, and I haven't taken history classes. Can you tell me about the Blue Star people coming to the interstellar space?"
Peng Wenshu thought for a moment and said, "Okay, you can read about this history in history books later, so I won't go into detail. I'll just give you a brief introduction."
That year, the Blue Planet encountered a devastating disaster, and only one in ten people from various countries survived.
Under such circumstances, the country can only seek survival outside.
The same is true in foreign countries. Some countries have developed spacecraft that can carry a large number of people in advance. Without even saying hello, they directly took their selected compatriots away from the earth.
The abandoned people went crazy and began to travel frantically to other countries, trying to board spaceships from other countries.
In the end, China only built one spaceship that could carry 200,000 people. The screening process was cruel, and they could only select as many talents as possible that were useful to the country.
At that time, China could no longer care about other countries and could only make public some information on building spacecraft, hoping that others could successfully save themselves.
And those 200,000 people began to march towards the universe with hope.
"We are lucky to have come to the stars, but we don't know what happened to other countries that left Earth."
Peng Wenshu said calmly.
Maybe something happened, or maybe it took root somewhere else.
Although Peng Wenshu's tone was calm, Song Wenlan still felt the cruelty of that history.
It was a bloody and great history.
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