Lao Fang sat on another table and watched Yang Rui eat breakfast "unrestrainedly", and always felt that it was a provocation to him.

Yes, provocative!

Lao Fang realized that he was also a mountain in the domestic academic community. If he didn't say he would be suppressed, he would not be suppressed by others. In the past, young people like Yang Rui would scold him casually if he had a bad attitude.

But looking at Yang Rui's appearance at this moment, does he look like he is slight respect when he shakes his cheeks and eats and drinks?

Even Professor Cai would not dare to do this in front of him.

Besides, isn’t it just a fried dough stick soy milk, which is so delicious?

Lao Fang grabbed the chair with his hands and made a creaking sound. At his age, it was already extraordinary to be able to burst out such a great amount of hand strength.

"Professor Yang, why do you feel that eating fried dough sticks is more delicious than us?" The two middle-aged men who had just entered the door watched Yang Rui stuff the last bite of fried dough sticks into their mouths and immediately sat down.

"The fried dough sticks are freshly fried." Yang Rui saw at a glance that the other party was a reporter, so he just replied simply.

However, Lao Li, behind the kitchen counter, gave disdainful smiles to the two middle-aged people. He claimed to be a righteous man, and naturally he could not let Yang Rui suffer a loss after taking two packs of good cigarettes from Yang Rui. The noodles used for frying fried dough sticks were different from others, and were made of specially selected high-gluten flour.

Low-gluten flour is used to make cakes, and high-gluten flour is used to make fried dough stick buns. This is the most basic classification of flour.

However, ordinary people today do not have such a concept. At this time, flour is still classified by origin and clarity, Shaanxi @xi's special first powder, special second powder, or Baoji's first powder, second powder, that's all.

Most people eat flour at their doorstep. Not to mention cross-provincial and cross-city flour, which means that the conditions in the capital are good, there are many choices.

It was only after Lao Li was sent to a special school for training that he realized many of the requirements for flour.

The fried dough sticks fried for Yang Rui this time were made of extra-high gluten flour bought by the guesthouse and were specially used for leaders. Not only did the production process be good, but the durum wheat imported from the Soviet Union was also used. It has high protein content, high gluten, and a large amount of water. If you taste it carefully, you can already taste the difference with the fried dough sticks made of ordinary medium gluten flour.

In fact, no matter what you do in China, you basically use medium gluten flour, and it is no problem to use medium gluten flour in fried dough sticks.

However, I am afraid of stacking everything. The difference between medium-gluten flour and high-gluten flour is not significant. Imported ultra-high-gluten flour is not much stronger. However, Lao Li added a little duck egg white to the noodles, which further improved the crispness.

Coupled with unhealthy old oil, the taste has been improved.

Otherwise, the chefs in state-owned enterprises all have a unique skill. Lao Li is far inferior to Yu Xianyao's cooking skills, and he is even worse than Yu Xianyao's disciple. However, he has been cooking for more than 20 years, but he is not inferior to anyone at all.

Yang Rui really tastes delicious.

Others were watching it and swallowing.

The reporter who asked Yang Rui about it wanted to take a picture of Yang Rui's current image. As for what he could do, he hadn't figured out yet, but I think he could get a few pages.

Before he could reveal his identity, he took out the camera and Yang Rui finished the extra fried dough stick.

The middle-aged reporter was worried that Yang Rui would leave, so he hurriedly said, "Director Yang, I accidentally heard you talk just now. It seems that I was talking about the funds, right?"

Yang Rui waved his hand and did not answer his question. He was very careful when speaking. When he just said it to Lao Fang, he said 20 million instead of 20 million. When talking about 20 million, there was a negative word before it.

His prudence was completely cultivated by the scientific research environment in later generations. By the time he was studying for a graduate school, the scientific research funding was already very sensitive and complex, but people nowadays said it very casually.

Even so, Yang Rui didn't want outsiders to know that he had participated in the advance allocation of funds and still took two-thirds of them in one go.

The so-called circle is nothing more than this. Two years ago, under the leadership of Professor Cai, Yang Rui stepped on the edge of the circle and had to undergo the review of the committee to obtain hundreds of thousands of yuan in funds. Now, Yang Rui not only crossed the committee, but also agreed with other people to the amount of funds before the funds were released.

There is currently no academic master in China who can control fund allocation in one hand, but Yang Rui took this step, which is only half a step away.

Seeing that Yang Rui didn't want to talk about the funds, the middle-aged reporter smiled and said, "Professor Yang, let me introduce myself. I am Deng Tairan, this is Zhou Baoxiong, we are all reporters of the People's Daily."

As soon as the term "People's Daily" came out, half of the restaurant was quiet.

Everyone present knows that regardless of the four or five major newspapers in China, the People's Daily is hundreds of heads higher than other newspapers.

Two reporters were dispatched and there was a little specification.

Yang Rui also sat up straight and thought, "I didn't expect it."

When he was posting small advertisements everywhere, Yang Rui made a great wish to be on the People's Daily. Of course, at that time, he was thinking about the strongest tutor on the front page headlines, but he was not the current academic identity.

Perhaps it is more difficult to go to the People's Daily for the name of the strongest tutor.

Yang Rui couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

"Professor Yang." Deng Tairan called out and said, "We want to ask a few questions. Where can you see more conveniently?"

"Just here." Yang Rui had no intention of getting up.

Deng Tairan did not expect that Yang Rui did not avoid others, looked around and said without saying much, and followed the interview outline requirements: "What do you think of the Nobel Prize? How do you think it is possible for you to win the Nobel Prize."

Asking two questions at a time is a taboo in interviews, and it is equivalent to giving the possibility of avoiding the truth and turning the falsehood when being interviewed.

However, it is also possible that Deng Tairan's protection of Yang Rui, so that he can make a choice when answering questions.

Yang Rui made a judgment and said, "Before the dust settles, I can only say that I am very confident in the Nobel Prize."

This is a very common answer. Deng Tairan made a random record and said, "If you win the Nobel Prize, what would you do?"

"If I win the Nobel Prize?" Yang Rui said to himself and said with a smile: "If I win the Nobel Prize, I will promote world biology research and shift to China."

This answer was beyond Deng Tairan's expectations. He suddenly became energetic and asked, "What do you mean?"

"At present, China does not have the world's top biology laboratory. Even across Asia, the top biology laboratory is still a dream. It is very difficult to create a top biology laboratory with administrative power or normal economic flow. However, the Nobel Prize is one of the few in the world and has the power to create a top research institute. If I win the Nobel Prize, I will promote the construction of a world's top biology laboratory and make it a symbol of Asian biology..." Yang Rui's words were half for Chinese people and half for foreigners, but most of them were still for Chinese people.

The scholars sitting in the restaurant were even more stunned.

Lao Fang said quietly: "Even if it is RMB 20 million, it will not be able to build a top biology laboratory."

Yang Rui smiled and said: "It is almost the same for civil engineering and short-term labor wages, and I also believe in the ability of the Nobel Prize to attract and gather funds. If you win the Nobel Prize, it is not a fantasy to be a world-class biology laboratory."

"20 million yuan is used for civil engineering and labor?" Lao Fang wanted to curse, so he barely stabbed Yang Rui and repeated his words: "If he won the Nobel Prize."

...

"If Yang Rui won the Nobel Prize, do you have anything to say to your son?"

At the same time, the reporter held the microphone in his hand and looked at Rui's mother with a loud voice. Behind him was the cameraman carrying the camera on his shoulders.

Rui's mother looked confused and asked, "Is Yang Rui going to win the award?"

"Don't you know? He is expected to win the Nobel Prize now." The reporter once again put the microphone to Ruima's mouth.

"Well, I haven't heard of it. I'm quite busy recently." Ruima also transferred her work to the trade union in the development zone and was busy organizing a blind date meeting in the new district.

The reporter thoughtful and said in a more gentle tone: "Are you growing vegetables now?"

"Oh, you said this. I plant something I like in the yard. If there is any extra, I can send it to my neighbors." Rui's mother felt a little proud of the vegetable field that was converted from the garden.

The reporter nodded and asked, "Can we take a photo of you working?"

"What kind of work do?" Rui's mother was a little surprised.

"Just do farm work. Just do whatever you usually do, and do whatever you usually do."

Rui's mother said "Oh" and began to bow her head and weed.

The reporter quickly returned to the cameraman and whispered: "See a few close-ups, and you need the feeling of hoeing the wheat at noon and sweat dripping into the soil. Yes, don't take pictures of the villa behind, what are you doing, and don't bring the rose garden and lake behind. The photos are deserted, as if they are on the loess high slope, facing the loess and back facing the sky..."
Chapter completed!