Siheyuan: Craftsmen of a Great Country

After lunch, Jiang Chen went to the reception room of the Seed Institute again.

In addition to the reception of people, there is also the reception of things.

For example, letters.

Before its establishment, the Institute of Plant Engineering issued a call for creative ideas across the country through newspapers.

If you have any ideas, just send them to the Seed Institute.

Real name is allowed.

If you feel that your ideas are too fantastical to be made public, you can submit them anonymously.

Then Jiang Chen would open the letters regularly and read them.

It doesn’t matter what ideas everyone put forward, but the form of the call for proposals is important.

Because in this way, he can boldly tell the researchers the correct solution provided by the system:

"I saw an idea in the call for proposals today. It's very helpful. We can try in this direction."

Actually, it doesn’t matter whether you see it or not.

If it really doesn't work, just write with your left hand and send it anonymously to the breeding institute.

In this way, many methods whose origins cannot be explained now have their origins.

After all, the experts are among the people, and the wisdom of the people is infinite.

In the afternoon, I discussed some details with the Internet project team again, so that everyone could have a direction for their work.

The discussion is over and it's time to get off work.

After sending Liu Yue, Luo Xue, Shangguan Yuer and others home, Jiang Chen asked Liu Yue to cook a few dishes and put them in a square box, and then went to find Malotov with the lunch box.

My brother and I came back a few days ago and said we would find a chance to get together.

However, Jiang Chen was busy with the listing of the Institute of Planting and was unable to spare the time.

Now that the listing of the Seed Institute has been completed, it’s time to go look for it.

Because the security department has given the results of the investigation, saying that Malotov did not lie, it can be used with caution.

As a result, Shangguan Yuer insisted on going with them.

It is euphemistically called protecting the pillars of the country.

Jiang Chen couldn't persuade him and could only stay there.

Arriving at Malotov's house, Jiang Chen went up and knocked on the door.

The person who opened the door was a beautiful older woman with fair skin, long legs.

Slim and pure.

Coupled with the strong exotic atmosphere, even Jiang Chen was stunned for a moment.

How could this guy Malotov have such a beautiful daughter?

But as big brother’s sister, those who understand will understand.

When they were young, they were incredibly beautiful, each one was tall and slim, and a stunning beauty.

But once you get older, the changes in your body and body, such as your build and posture, are really scary.

Shangguan Yuer, who was behind, snorted heavily, and felt more and more that it was right for her to follow.

The girl said in slightly stiff Chinese: "Hello. You. You."

Maybe I’m not proficient in Chinese yet, so I don’t know how to continue.

Jiang Chen smiled and said in familiar Big Brother language: "Hello, I'm here to see Brother Malotov."

The girl was stunned: "You said our language is even more standard than mine, that's amazing."

"What do you want to talk to my dad about?"

Shangguan Yuer rolled her eyes again.

He didn't understand a word of what these two said.

Jiang Chen raised the lunch box in his hand and said, "Eat."

However, Malotov rushed over upon hearing the news and immediately gave Jiang Chen a big bear hug: "Oh, my brother Jiang Chen, you are here."

What they said was all flower language.

Jiang Chen was stunned: "Brother, do you know how to speak the language of flowers?"

But my heart skipped a beat.

This guy, could it be that he has been able to speak the language of flowers for a long time?

If that happens, it would be extremely embarrassing.

At the beginning, he worked as a divine translator for He Yushui and his brother for a while.

Malotov laughed and said, "I have nothing to do during this period, so I concentrated on learning the language of flowers for a while."

"I am amazing, I have mastered this difficult language in just a few months."

Jiang Chen raised his hand and said, "Brother, I brought you some delicious food."

Malotov's eyes lit up at that moment: "We can talk while we eat."

"Katyusha, go and call your mother to come for dinner." These words were spoken in her own language.

Soon, the group of people sat down around the table.

Jiang Chen brought enough food, more than enough for five people.

Malotov introduced them to Jiang Chen: "This is my wife, Khotabova. That is my daughter, Katyusha."

Then he turned around and introduced them to the two people: "This is Jiang Chen, whom I often told you about."

Katyusha was startled.

Malotov did mention Jiang Chen to the two of them many times.

In their opinion, Jiang Chen is the most talented person in the world and has the ability to change the world.

They knew Jiang Chen was young, but they didn't expect him to be so young.

They didn't expect Jiang Chen to be so handsome. Even from their perspective, he was an extremely handsome guy.

So many advantages concentrated in one person.

It really is, somewhat unimaginable.

Hao Dabova confirmed Jiang Chen's guess.

Her eyebrows are somewhat similar to the little beauty Katyusha, and she seemed to be a great beauty when she was young.

But now, it does look a little too tough.

Anyway, Jiang Chen doesn't like this kind of body shape.

He would rather be thin than strong.

It's a personal preference.

But the women around him all have better figures than the other.

Jiang Chen greeted the two enthusiastically in Big Brother language: "Welcome two distinguished guests to the Flower Planting House. I hope you have a good time here."

Malotov said: "Brother, don't use our language, just speak the language of flowers, otherwise they will never make any progress, how can they live here?"

People are forced out.

Malotov wanted them to master the language of flowers more quickly in the context of the language of flowers and integrate into the life here.

Jiang Chen nodded: "Okay, brother!"

Malotov said: "Katyusha, go and get the wine I brought, the best one."

Katyusha stood up and went back to get the wine.

Malotov said, "Try our wine and feel the different passion."

"Although the degree is a bit high, I believe it should not be a problem for you."

There are not many people who can make him admire their drinking skills, but Jiang Chen is one of them.

Soon, Katyusha came over with a bottle of beautifully packaged vodka: "Come on, Dad, brother, I'll pour it for you."

It's not very standard, but I can still understand it by guessing.

I just don't know who taught her to call him brother, it sounds so coquettish coming from her mouth.

Jiang Chen nodded and politely raised his glass: "Thank you!"

Malotov had already started eating: "Mm, delicious, really delicious, the food from the flower-growing family is still the best."

"You guys eat too, eat quickly, while it's hot."

After saying that, he began to concentrate on dealing with the mistakes.

Khotabova and Katyusha also picked up their chopsticks and reached clumsily for their lunch boxes.

Hao Dabova was a little better. She had been here before and was somewhat skilled in using chopsticks. At least she could pick up the food.

Katyusha was more tragic. She picked up the chopsticks and poked for a long time before picking up a potato shred.

I was so envious of Jiang Chen as he watched him pick up the chopsticks skillfully and pick up whatever he pointed at.

Then he said, "Brother, can you teach me how to use chopsticks?"