The system forces me to be a male god

Chapter 210 Why We Call It: Little Platinum!

Su Shengchen really left, it was just a brief report with the counselor, Xiaohei Xiaobai was handed over to Ye Lingyu for safekeeping, and enough cat and dog food was left behind.

City library.

Although the library of Shanghai University has always been praised by others, it is not as good as this place.

Su Shengchen sat cross-legged on the ground, and beside him was a large bookshelf, which contained all kinds of food science materials. Su Shengchen was going to explode here in the past two days.

He kept his promise, for three days in a row, Su Shengchen never left here, went out to eat when he was hungry, and found a small hotel to make ends meet when he was tired.

With the blessing of strong learning ability, Su Shengchen reads very fast, just memorizing the notes already has three notebooks.

"Huh~ It's over." Su Shengchen put the last document back on the shelf, thought for a while, and took out his phone to make a call.

Southern Military Region, Research Institute dormitory.

Lao Yan is in a good mood recently, the progress of the new radar project is going smoothly, and even their entire research institute has become a treasure in the palm of the military region.

Later, after a long period of debugging and transformation, the product that was originally enhanced by 16% was increased to 18% by them, and they found that there is still a lot of room for development.

"Jingle bell~"

A call came in, Lao Yan saw the note and laughed directly, and pressed the connect button.

"Mr. Su, I just want to call you too, you don't know about our new product..." Lao Yan held the mobile phone in one hand and waved the other hand in the air.

Su Shengchen listened to him patiently, echoed a few words before explaining his purpose of coming.

"You mean, you want to borrow our laboratory?" Lao Yan asked in surprise.

"Well, I already have an idea. I have sorted out an improvement plan for the problem of starch retrogradation." Su Shengchen was a little excited, just like Lao Yan 5 minutes ago.

"Do you need us to assign some people to you?" Old Yan suggested.

"Okay." Su Shengchen readily agreed, "Then it will be troublesome."

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Southern Military Region, Research Institute.

Su Shengchen stood behind a microscope, skillfully adjusted the fine-focus screw, and did not start drawing until the picture was clear.

This one lab is full of people, everyone doing similar jobs.

Waiting for the dehydration of starch is a long job, and they have no time to wait, so they can only speculate from various changes in the microcosm.

"Collect the data."

Su Shengchen took all the data and input them into the computer. Soon, the composition software had automatically drawn a curve, and started to predict according to the curve, and then extended it for a long time.

"There are some differences, but not much."

Su Shengchen pointed to two curves, one was their intervention, the other was not, and the curves almost coincided.

In other words, it's useless.

"The first idea is wrong..." Su Shengchen rubbed his hair with some headaches: "Continue to experiment!"

A whole day passed.

Nothing was researched, and all of Su Shengchen's ideas were overturned, which made him a little frustrated.

"As expected, it is a task rated as 'difficult'." Su Shengchen was lying in the temporary dormitory prepared for him by the military region.

The night in the military region is eerily quiet, completely different from the university dormitory where laughter bursts out from time to time.

"What went wrong?"

Unable to fall asleep, Su Shengchen simply sat up and carefully organized his thoughts.

"Sodium stearic acid acyl lactylate...isn't it too late to use this thing as an emulsifier?" Su Shengchen took the notes he remembered and rummaged through them:

"Would you like some candy?" Su Shengchen held his mobile phone in his mouth as a flashlight, and the light shone slightly on the notebook.

"But whether it's trehalose or crystalline maltose, only manufacturers in Neon Country can make it." Thinking of this, he felt a little discouraged.

"Do you want to get it out?"

Su Shengchen carefully considered the feasibility of this matter. It would be very troublesome if it was purely imported, but it would not be so troublesome if it was a counterfeit version.

This is not called stealing.

Lu Xun once wrote in an article: How can the affairs of scholars be called stealing?

After comforting himself, Su Shengchen fell into a state of excitement, listed various reactions on the white paper, and calculated various possibilities.

"The purity of the crystallized maltose in Neon Country should be around 95%, as long as I skip this number."

Su Shengchen habitually took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it to his mouth. His eyes were still looking at the formula on the paper, and suddenly his eyes went dark.

pat.

The mobile phone that had been in his mouth fell, and even the screen was broken when it fell to the ground.

Su Shengchen: "..."

the next day.

The researchers obviously felt that something was wrong with Su Shengchen today. It seemed that they had found a new research direction, and a group of people actually started researching maltose.

"I ate this thing when I was a child, but I can't find it now."

A researcher looked at the orange-yellow sugar crystal and said with some greed.

"Okay, hurry up and do the experiment, is it ashamed?" Another slightly older researcher knocked him on the head with a smile.

The whole morning, the researchers were dealing with sugar, making the air in the whole laboratory sweet and greasy.

When Lao Yan came in, he was almost fainted by the choking sweet smell, so he quickly took out the mask from his pocket and put it on, seeing that everyone in the laboratory was busy grinding powder with maltose.

"What are you doing?"

"Process crystallized maltose." Su Shengchen said succinctly: "Combine it with the previous emulsifier, adjust the ratio, and alleviate the problem of regeneration."

Lao Yan saw some blueprints next to a microscope, so he picked it up and took a look.

"Is this a microscopic change graph?"

"Well, it turns out that this method is feasible." Su Shengchen smiled and said proudly.

Lao Yan was amazed in his heart, leaned forward to look at the microscope, compared the drawings, and nodded again.

"It seems that you are the right one for this project." He sighed.

"Haha, the prize is over."

After determining the research direction, Su Shengchen led the team to study for two days, and simulated and tested all the situations.

"Give us a name for our product." Su Shengchen looked at a small tube in his hand with some emotion, which contained a small powder like salt grains.

"Why don't you get up, after all you are the host." Old Yan laughed.

"I get up?" Su Shengchen didn't refuse, after all, he likes naming the most!

"The maltose was golden before, and now it's white, so why don't we call it - little platinum! How about it?"

Su Shengchen looked at the crowd expectantly.

A researcher cleared his throat, looked at Lao Yan and suggested, "Why don't you all vote, naming is a big deal, so be careful."

"Yes, yes, be careful!"

The old Yan Yizheng, who had been yelling for Su Shengchen to name him just now, spoke uprightly.

Fuck you little Platinum!
Thinking of this kind of name, brain watts, why not call melatonin?
(End of this chapter)