Chapter Twenty-Eight: Conversation
Qian Yanuo's eyebrows furrowed, her eyes stared at the screen for a few seconds, her head turned and her light flashed, she reached out and clicked a few times, and her body lay down, "Hey, sleep!" ”
When the NPC butler heard her words, he was deeply suspicious, and he didn't know what was going on until he checked the live broadcast.
And so it goes!
[No. 333, the audience asked why the screen was turned up and why the sound was turned off! 】
Qianyano lazily replied, "That's it! I want to rest, since it's not time to turn off the live broadcast, I can only adjust the screen and turn off the sound! Anyway, it doesn't interfere with my rest! ”
"By the way, NPC Butler's time is up to help me turn it off!"
When the NPC butler heard this, he was speechless.
“……”
The audience in the live broadcast room also knew that No. 333 was going to rest, and the live broadcast was quiet in an instant, and the audience slowly went offline.
In the research group of a live broadcast room, several senior professors stared at the holographic screen and looked at it repeatedly, and the pen in their hands copied and copied from time to time, as if recording some deeds.
The picture shown on the recording screen is the picture of Qianyano, the picture of grilling fish, the picture of drilling wood for fire, and the picture of weaving rattan.
A voice broke the silence.
"The coverage of science and technology, the history of tens of thousands of interstellar ones, these things are also sunk, we know the principle of friction and heat generation, but we have forgotten the simplest way that two wooden strips can rub to make a fire!"
The white-bearded old man sighed and said, "Weaving is also an ancient craft technology recorded in the historical synthesis, this seemingly simple and simple craftsmanship has been buried with the precipitation of 10,000 years, and finally it is only recorded in the ancient synthesis, but it is not complete!" The old guys up there are still working on it. ”
Another woman lamented, "The records of ancient food recipes are also incomplete, and those families who can still persist in exploring and exploring are still determined!" ”
A serious-looking middle-aged man said, "I think it is necessary to convey it, so that all colleges can teach some ancient cultural knowledge, food, etc., so that students know that this knowledge exists... ”
"What do you think, Mayor?"
The tall, dignified-looking man chuckled, "You are the head of the sect, since you feel the need to teach, then arrange it!" ”
"Nowadays, the culture of high-level interstellar people is ahead of us, such as the production of food has been all over the high-level planets, and even shops and restaurants with related food have been opened in the streets and small neighborhoods, etc., and when I came back from the last meeting, I felt that this should be developed!"
"It would be nice if we could develop food,。。。。 This girl has a bright future ahead of her! ”
After listening to his words, the people in the inner room were silent, thinking.
An opposing voice sounded, "Mayor, I don't think it's appropriate, it's better to transform the nutrients than to make it better!" ”
"Oh? What do you think? ”
"Mayor, everyone knows that the nutrient content is very high, drinking it will not leave impurities at all, and according to the proportion of customized drinking, and it is excellent for the healthy development of the body, and the life span can be longer, and the food is not incomplete, the nutritional content alone is not so high, and it is very difficult to say whether it can be made successfully!"
Everyone in the room pondered, some against and some without it.
The mayor spoke directly: "Nutrients can be transformed, and food can be developed slowly, but to impart knowledge, we must act immediately, so that more people know that food exists, and just do it!" ”
The man was stunned, "But this... ”
Anything else is fine, "The mayor said it very well!" ”