It’s not easy to be an interstellar chef

"The mechanical equipment is reproduced using the information you provided, and has been improved according to the actual situation," Uncle Guo walked up to her and introduced it to her, "I think there is still a lot of room for improvement."

"Of course," Su Chaoqi nodded, "Blue Star's technological level is still lagging behind. It is best to be able to adapt to the current situation."

Some people who worked in the rice fields sat on the ridge to rest when they were tired, and some continued. Su Chaoqi asked: "What is your daily work schedule, and how are your working hours calculated?"

Uncle Guo showed her the work progress schedule on his optical computer. He broke down the farming work into countless small modules and assigned them to each person. After they were completed and passed the acceptance inspection, they would be marked.

"You decide the hours you work every day, but the workload is so much. The sooner you finish it, the earlier you can rest. The sun doesn't shine in the morning, so they basically start working at five or six o'clock until 90 o'clock, and then go back to rest. , and then continue until three or four in the afternoon.”

Uncle Guo doesn't think this kind of work is hard. It's much easier than in the army. In the army, they often had to drill under the scorching sun and heat. Now everyone can have a mobile parasol that floats in mid-air and follows people. The amount of movement and exercise is not even one-tenth that of the military.

He really thinks this job is good, and many colleagues who drive long distance want to be transferred here.

But if we want to add a job of raising exotic animals, it will be different.

He also fought with alien beasts at close range, and was almost slapped to death by the alien beast. He is still frightened, but after seeing how docile the alien beasts looked in the video Qiao Zhiyan showed him, he thought he might give it a try. .

"Grandpa Guo, I'm afraid Brother Zhiyan can't handle the food production needs of so many people by himself. I'm afraid I need your help."

Uncle Guo pointed to himself a little unconfidently: "Me? Can I do it?"

Cooking is not that easy to learn.

"Of course," Su Chaoqi glanced at his arms, and then compared them with Qiao Zhiyan's thin arms and legs. With such muscles, it would be a pity not to fry a big pot of rice. "Let me teach you the simplest method first."

What is the simplest way to make it? Of course it is porridge and boiled eggs.

Under Su Chaoqi's guidance, Uncle Guo put the eggs into the steamer, added water, set the timer, and then just waited.

"That's it?" Uncle Guo was stunned, "Then why can't we do it today?"

"Because we don't have such a big pot." Su Chaoqi said, "Look at how many pots we have to cook in such a small pot."

Yesterday, she and Qiao Zhiyan estimated the size of kitchen utensils needed for each dish they listed. These kitchen utensils could not be purchased in Interstellar and could only be customized.

The porridge with boiled eggs was a bit bland, and even if it could be dipped in soy sauce, it wouldn't be flavorful. Su Chaoqi seriously thought about letting them grow some more vegetables so that they could make some pickles. He needed to mention this to Qiao Zhiyan. carry.

Uncle Guo remembered: "Mengmeng seemed to have said she wanted to eat boiled eggs when she left in the morning."

College students can freely arrange their own class time, but middle school students cannot. Zhuge Mengmeng still has to go back to school for classes. In order to rush back, she got up very early. When she left, she and Han Yuze took an egg each and decided Cooked and eaten on the way.

Su Chaoqi also got up when Zhuge Mengmeng left. Naturally, she also knew. She nodded: "Lieng Meng must eat an egg every day now. It is good for her body."

It was still early, so Su Chaoqi showed Uncle Guo all the methods at once.

Although it was just two ingredients, Su Chaoqi was stunned to make flowers.

Not long after, Uncle Guo had seven or eight dishes in front of him. The eggs alone included boiled eggs, steamed eggs, scrambled eggs, egg drop soup, fried eggs...

He picked a little of everything to eat. If he hadn't watched Su Chaoqi's cooking with his own eyes, he would never have imagined that they were all made from the same ingredients.

He couldn't eat and felt like he had lived the same life before.

"I want to take all these delicious foods home and give them to my family to try."

"You can take it with you in the future," Su Chaoqi said, "But you have to learn how to make it, otherwise you won't be able to eat it if you take it back."

"You're right," Uncle Guo calmed down, "I will definitely assist Xiao Qiao in completing this pilot project. As long as this pilot project is successful, I will be able to receive eggs from the association and take them back to cook for my family."

Su Chaoqi lowered his head and smiled. This is the meaning of food. The meaning of food is to communicate and share with family and friends, and to enhance relationships.

While he was talking, someone who had finished farm work came back from outside, and saw with sharp eyes several bowls placed in front of Uncle Guo in the conference room.

"Lao Guo, what are you doing?" A thunderous voice sounded at the door of the conference room. Su Chaoqi rubbed his ears and sighed.

"Old Chen, can you please lower your voice?" Uncle Guo complained, "My heart will stop when you yell."

"Why don't I just ask you what you are doing?" Lao Chen walked in and when he saw Su Chaoqi, he lowered his voice subconsciously, "You didn't do anything bad. What are you guilty of?"

But he is doing bad things. He is now eating alone behind everyone's back.

Old Chen finally saw clearly what was in the bowl in front of Uncle Guo: "Where did you get so much food? What kind of strange beast is this? Give me a bite."

"This is not a strange beast," Uncle Guo didn't want to fight with him, so he let go of the chopsticks, "No, this should be considered a strange beast, right?"

Although the embryos of the alien beasts were eaten by them before the alien beasts hatched out, they were still regarded as reserves for the alien beasts, right?

He looked at Su Chaoqi, who shook his head: "I don't know, how do you define it if I don't find the egg?"

Lao Chen had already finished the bowl of steamed eggs and was reaching for the scrambled eggs with sinful hands.

Uncle Guo shouted: "Don't finish eating, leave some for me."

Lao Chen turned a deaf ear and struck quickly and accurately.

The movement in the conference room attracted other people. As soon as they arrived, they saw Lao Chen eating, and they all asked what Lao Chen was eating and if they could take a bite.

Su Chaoqi only made food for one person, but there was not enough food for so many people. The so-called worry about inequality rather than scarcity was not going to work, so she gave Uncle Guo a wink.

Uncle Guo shouted: "Okay, what are you arguing about!"

He was very popular among the group, and the chaos quickly subsided.

Uncle Guo said in a deep voice: "If you want to eat it, you can have it tomorrow. I was just testing the taste today, so I made it for one person. If it's not enough for each of you, go back and rest. You won't work in the afternoon?"

No one dared to have any objections, so they could only leave with regret, but some good-hearted people approached Lao Chen and asked him what the food he had just eaten tasted like.

Lao Chen's thundering voice can still be heard even after traveling more than ten meters.

"Are you scared?" Seeing Su Chaoqi's thoughtful look, Uncle Guo asked caringly, "Old Chen just has a loud voice."

Su Chaoqi came back to his senses: "I'm fine, I was just thinking about converting several rooms into a canteen."

"what?"

"The cafeteria is a place dedicated to eating, and it also has a kitchen."

In fact, the canteen doesn't need to be set up too deliberately. There is a large open space in front of their building. They set up a shed and move some tables and chairs outside. If you don't want to eat outside, you can take it back to your dormitory to eat.

The kitchen needed to be rectified. Originally, Su Chaoqi had a pot and ingredients, so he could cook wherever he went. For a while, he really forgot about the kitchen.

What the kitchen needs most is water and electricity, in other words, water and energy. They use high-power mechanical equipment, and energy must be supplied in sufficient quantities.

"There is an empty warehouse." Uncle Guo thought for a moment and took her to the back of the office building. There was no open area. "There is a faucet, but the pipes need to be changed. The electricity should be able to support high power. You Let’s see how we can change it?”

How could Su Chaoqi know how to change it? She didn't learn this.

"Wait a minute." Su Chaoqi opened the ancient books library and typed in several search terms: factory kitchen, school kitchen, and then selected the content she needed in the pop-up search.

She scanned the entire warehouse with a light brain, then built a simple model, and then put the needed things on it based on the kitchen pictures she found.

"Here is the refrigerator, here is the operating table..."

Then a rough room model came out. It was enough to be understandable anyway. She also had annotations next to it.

"Okay, leave the rest to me." Uncle Guo glanced at her design drawings and had a rough idea, then used his computer to send a notice.

But after a while, people arrived, all employees working in the rice fields, with tools in their hands.

"Okay, get out and avoid knocking you down."

Su Chaoqi stood blankly outside the warehouse, watching them change the water pipes and move things, working enthusiastically and neatly.

"This is?"

"We are basically all engineering soldiers," Uncle Guo explained to her. "The modifications you want are trivial."

It's not even a transformation in their eyes, it can be completed in more than an hour.

Su Chaoqi asked: "Does this count as overtime pay?"

After all, their original job content did not include remodeling the house.

"No need," Uncle Guo waved his hand, "The maintenance of the work is also written in the work contract, not to mention this is just a trivial matter."

The kitchen is ready, all that's left is to wait for Mrs. Zhuge to get the kitchen utensils she ordered.

Because the kitchen utensils they wanted had a very simple function, that is, ordinary temperature control and heating, but they wanted larger ones, so some kitchen utensils were delivered that day.

For example, there is this large four-layer steamer, as well as an omelette that can fry twenty eggs at a time, and a large rice cooker for cooking porridge and rice.

The delivered items were placed where they should be placed under Su Chaoqi's instructions.

Mrs. Zhuge walked around the kitchen and nodded: "I'm only going out for a long time, but you are doing a good job here."

"When will the remaining kitchen utensils be delivered?" Su Chaoqi was more concerned about this.

"Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, don't worry, I'll make it in time."