Chapter 139 Kavi: How do you teach students? Teach me?

Chapter 139 Kavi: How do you teach students? Teach me?

Once I became a mentor, I had to hold at least eight online meetings a week, one a day on weekdays and one in the morning and evening on weekends to keep track of students' research work.

Haroldt thought about it and asked Dixia to take some pictures of the mother plants of the deceitful flower under the light.

Dixia held up a flashlight in one hand to illuminate the bagged mother copy, and with the other hand she held the communication tool to adjust the position of the light screen so that the mother copy under the light appeared in the center of the screen.

"I calculated that the fruit will be ripe in three or four days. Adding the average time from when the fruit ripens to when it falls naturally from your previous experimental data, it can probably be delayed for a week at most.

When will you return to the institute? How long will that tour last? You can't leave the fruit processing to me alone, right?

Please, I have never done such a thing. What if I destroy your precious research materials?" Dixia asked.

She seemed to be complaining, but in fact she was looking forward to completing the experiment alone.

Challenging the unknown is the instinct of a brave man. Haroldt guided her through videos several times to complete some operations she had never done before, and she completed them all with nervousness. Haroldt always praised her for her talent in scientific research, which made her feel quite embarrassed.

I'm sorry, but I love hearing it, and it makes her like experimenting more.

"Don't worry, we can get back within five days," Harold said. "If there is any emergency, you can take out the seeds and conduct the cultivation experiment yourself. The operation is very simple. I can give the instructions from here."

"Okay, as long as you're not afraid that I'll mess things up, I'll do as you say." Dixia replied quickly.

Harold nodded: "Don't forget to let my sweet flowers and cheating flowers get some sunshine tomorrow."

In the early stages of the research, due to insufficient funds, in order to save money he directly used several whole rocks to make the roof. Originally he thought that when the flowers were basking in the sun, a piece of the roof would disappear.

After working with Dolly and receiving a share of the profits for a few months, he hired someone to remodel the roof.

He used the remains of elemental life forms similar to tempered glass as the roof for the cultivation area of ​​the deceitful flowers and some other plants, and covered it with foldable metal plates that can be opened and closed by remote control at close range. Dixia only needs to press the switch, the metal plate will fold up, and sunlight will shine into the house.

Dixia: “Okay.”

"Did you encounter any problems in your studies today?" Harold asked.

After asking questions about research, it was time for the daily Q&A session.

"Yes!" Dixia's eyes lit up and she took out another notebook with some questions she had prepared.

She had just verbally established a long-term employment relationship with Harold, and was required to guard experimental materials for Harold who participated in the activities of the Order Institute. Her scope of activities was also restricted, and she had to delete shopping in the residential area from her daily schedule.

No more shopping, and naturally I spent my spare time reading. Dixia felt that she had made up for the books she had not read in the past 17 years during her time as Haroldt's research assistant.

Harold answered some of Dixia's questions, told her not to slack off in her studies, and then asked her to tie the communication device back to the legs of the Dusk Bird and let it go.

Its next stop is Port Omos. It will also help him send a message to Dolly so that Dolly can come forward tomorrow to discuss cooperation with the lady who wants to buy out the pollen of the scam flower.

After Harold cut off the communication with Dishia, Kavi finally stopped tinkering in the kitchen. He quickly came out with a bowl of fruit salad, picked up a piece of peach and put it in his mouth to chew while saying:

"Harold, is that the mercenary lady you mentioned who was recently hired? She looks very professional! Can she also help you with the research institute's affairs?"

"I taught her for more than a month. When we first established an employment relationship, she really didn't know anything, but fortunately she was willing to learn."

Harold picked up the book with a smile. He could read a book to pass the time while the evening bird was flying to the port of Ormos.

"Only one month? If you hadn't told me she was a mercenary, I would have thought she was your student. How did you teach her?"

"I didn't teach her much. She worked hard on her own. I always advised her not to read books all the time and to go out and play more when she had nothing to do."

Speaking of this, Harold felt quite accomplished, so he immediately said what Blue Star parents often said.

"I also want to have a student like this. When I open an independent studio in the future, I will recruit a few apprentices."

Kavi was also somewhat tempted. He had been too busy with his work recently. Haroldt's successful experience made him want to hire a mercenary to help him complete some simple parts assembly work.

However, his subjects were still in the initial stage, and he still needed to explore the properties of materials and mechanical principles by himself. He really couldn't spare any energy to guide a mercenary from scratch.

Moreover, his major seemed to be a pitfall. His younger classmates always complained that they had chosen the wrong major. Although he was both happy and sad, he could not guarantee that others would not regret it after taking this path, so he gave up the idea as soon as he finished speaking.

"I was really surprised to see the actors who suddenly appeared at the amusement park today. They were all desert people," Kavesi said cheerfully as he talked about the desert people he saw during the day.

“I watched for a while and then I remembered that they were wearing clothes from the desert hundreds of years ago, so I wondered if the manuscripts that Ms. Setale submitted to various theaters had worked.

The Sage Assistant still couldn't rest on the day of the carnival. I don't know if Miss Setare heard the news in the Church Order.

The desert people were very popular at the amusement park. If she knew about this, she would be very happy. Well... I'll ask her when we have a society activity this week... Fortunately, we are in the same society."

He now found that it was very convenient to have society activities. Otherwise, it would be difficult for scholars like them who had not completed their studies to even have frequent interactions with a sage assistant.

Harold received Dolly's active contact two hours later. Dolly was very excited to learn that someone was willing to spend a large sum of money to buy all the pollen.

In her opinion, the pollen of the Psoralea corylifolia does have economic value, but the cost of mining it is too high. A big businessman like her, who wants to gain unlimited Mora in limited time, cannot do everything by herself.

After Haroldt gave her the right to sell both the nectar and the dried nectar powder, and explained in detail the difference between the two and the efficacy and "side effects" of the nectar pollen, she had originally planned to outsource the job to a few reliable businessmen under her, and only take a small share of the profits.

Now someone was willing to spend money to "buy" free things, she was naturally happy, especially since she had several business dealings with the businessman and she had a certain understanding of his character and style of doing things, so she and Haroldt agreed to this matter after a few words.

He picked up a piece of paper and quickly wrote down the address given by Harold with his chubby little hands, agreeing to talk to the food merchant in person tomorrow.

"If it's convenient next week, please take some time to come. Will your fun last for seven days?" Dolly said in a lazy tone.

"I made some samples of those rubber products based on your drawings. Please try them out and see if you can give me some more suggestions. Your wonderful ideas always bring me some surprises."

"I'll find time to go there within three days," said Harold.

Unlike the intentional training of Dishia to deal with the experimental materials alone, he had to go there in person. The academy carnival usually only attracted enough residents in the first three days to prove that it was a large-scale event of the Order.

Generally, by the fourth day, when residents have seen enough of the new inventions displayed by the various colleges of the Ordinance Hall, the flow of people will decrease significantly. By the fifth day, only two or three people will be left at the college booth to cope with the residents who come to watch.

On the fourth day of the carnival, the number of residents visiting the exhibits indeed decreased. Even the booths of Amyrido College and Harold's sugar-making project, which received the most attention, had a "window period". So Harold took the lead in suggesting that they could take turns visiting the exhibition in the next few days.

This suggestion was immediately approved by everyone, especially the ten freshmen, some of whom even cheered excitedly.

It was their first time attending an amusement fair. In three days, their initial curiosity and excitement turned into a lack of interest. They were fed up with the residents' repetitive questions. It would have been fine if the questions were about the exhibits they brought and themselves.

But 99% of the residents immediately turned their eyes to the refined sugar carefully sealed in the glass cabinet and Harold's nectar. They could only follow the seniors' instructions and answer the questions that most people would ask in a repetitive tone:

“When will it be available on the market?”

"The year after next, or the year after that."

"price?"

“It’s one-third or less now.”

"real or fake?"

"real."

Similar conversations were repeated countless times over the next two days, and they could hardly bear it anymore.