Humans are subjective initiative creatures. When human thinking and practice are combined, people can use their subjective initiative to react consciously, purposefully and systematically on the objective world.

Dusand learned these contents when he was in college, but he didn't understand what these words meant.

It's a bit funny. As a science student, he really has no idea about these courses. And those liberal arts students who understand... will not get together with Du Shengzhe to discuss related content anyway.

In the end, of course he passed the exam - there were still things that could not pass the open-book exam? But he had basically forgotten the content of the class.

Now, Dusander wants to go back fourteen years ago, have a strong meal of Yunhe cuisine, and then go to Yunhe University to catch himself busy playing games and beat him up.

After the beating, he threatened Du Shengzhe, who was confused and viciously said, "Speak well during class! You can use it in the future!"

Tsk, it's annoying.

Although he lacked enough understanding of the previous knowledge points, this did not affect Dusander's mind to remember some of the knowledge points, and suddenly began to understand its meaning in this place.

When these underqualified armored soldiers began to unify their thinking and practice, something surprising happened.

They began to take the initiative to learn. The commanders held the manual to study and recite, and even did not let go when they were eating. The loaders began to take the initiative to practice. They would ask people with pocket watches to be referees, competing for who can load the shells up to one minute.

The training of gunners is more similar to that of the commander. In addition to the rangefinder, they need to be familiar with the "unique" ballistic characteristics of the three-inch gun in the gravitational and atmospheric environment of Newar, as well as the corresponding firing element calculation methods.

The drivers got together and began to find the most efficient driving method for changes in the queue. By determining the position and number of each tank in the queue, they developed a specific plan for changing the formation. The plan was precise to what depth each person needs to step on the accelerator after receiving the signal, and where the speed difference handles of the tracks on both sides were pulled.

Dusander sighed a lot after seeing such positive changes - these armed security guards are not stupid, they are not incapable of taking their skills further.

They just lacked a reason to do this and a belief in reacting to it. Dusander gave everyone a belief with a letter from Bomier and a threat that was indeed placed before everyone.

In any case, tanks must become standard for the Imperial Army.

Looking at the many armored soldiers who suddenly became serious, Dusande felt a little complicated. On the one hand, the changes in these young people were indeed impressive. On the other hand, Dusande began to hate why he didn't listen to the class carefully back then.

Just setting the correct goal can have such a great effect. If you finish those three courses seriously, wouldn’t it be possible for these armored soldiers to transform into fierce men from the sky, fighting for fifty without breathing?

I only regretted that I had little time to use the book. Dusander wanted to go back to his beating himself who had already been in college fourteen years ago.

This is definitely not because I miss the pork ribs and lotus root soup, fried bacon with red cabbage and hot dry noodles.

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Humans are very strange, and they will be fine if you don’t want to. Once you think of something, you will always be obsessed with it. For example, when you realize that you are breathing, you can only control every breath yourself.

And Dusander is now in a state of obsession with "I just want to sip hot noodles". This obsession even makes him feel a little angry.

I want to sauté hot dry noodles!

The biggest difficulty between Doosander and a bowl of hot dry noodles is that the difference between the ingredients in the two worlds is too big. Wheat and wheat flour are similar, but the wheat on the empire is mixed with some strange particles, which seems to be caused by not cleaning the shell when grinding.

The pasta style of the Empire is closer to Western food in its previous life, and there are also "edible alkalis". But looking at the alkali form, Dusand always feels that it should be sodium hydroxide rather than sodium carbonate.

The use of this alkali is also quite "special". The chef at home will melt the alkali in brine and then brush it on the bread. After the bread is baked, a special layer of dark brown color will appear on it, similar to black.

But how could this difficulty stop a Yunheren who was determined to sip hot dry noodles? After a series of citing descriptions, Dusand successfully took a bottle of marinade that was said to be used to marinate beef - white crystals. It would not melt into a vinegar, and it would not melt into a vinegar. After adding vinegar, a bunch of small bubbles would appear.

Add baking soda, knead the dough, and knead the dough. Dusand gritted his teeth and tossed out a dough, and then "ordered" the chef in the manor to help him. Dusand himself did not understand the steps of turning the dough into noodles, but this did not prevent him from using mechanical principles to quickly process an oversized noodle press - stuffing the dough into a metal cup with thick holes below, and then using a circular metal plate connected to the lever to squeeze the dough desperately, and you can get a portion of alkaline dough.

If there is no sesame seeds, use larger grains of linseed instead. Although this imperial specialty oil crop has a hard shell on the outside, eating the sauce directly after grinding will greatly affect the taste, Dusand doesn't want to worry about this.

I want to sauté hot dry noodles!

The Empire does not have shredded scallions, but has leaf garlic. The taste is slightly different from shredded scallions, but it can be barely replaced. The only way to find a substitute is to pickle diced carrots, sour beans and brine sauce.

As a Yunhe native, Dusander didn't know how to make the brine sauce, which made him a little frustrated. He finally cut some pickled cucumbers, plus two spoons of beef soup as a substitute, and finally got a bowl of hot dry noodles from the Empire Special Edition.

This semi-finished product made Dusand very proud, and even the chef who started the game said that the taste tasted good.

Dusand decided to share the joy with others. So he took the noodles he made himself and rode his dark horse to Lorraine's house.

"I invented it myself." After entering Lorene's house, Dusand couldn't wait to take out the insulated lunch box he brought, "Try it, it tastes so good!"

Lorraine looked a little absent-minded today. After ate two bites of hot dry noodles, she did not show the kind of "eyes glowing, covering her mouth with her hands, and asking this and that excitedly" that Dusand expected. After politely eating a few bites of noodles, Lorraine sent away all the maids and male servants.

She put down the silver fork in her hand and frowned at Dusander, "I heard from my mother that our whole family will go to Olin next week."

"Go to Olin?" Dusand did not expect that he would hear such news. He asked curiously, "What are you doing in Olin? Mr. Winsal and Mrs. Bloomne have business in Olin?"

"If it's a business visit, I won't take me with me." Lorraine shook her head and denied her fiancé's question. "I just asked my mother secretly, and she said she wanted to take me to visit a sick aunt-I have never heard of my father having relatives in Orin."

This matter was strange, and Dusander also noticed that the reason was a bit outrageous.

"I'm not worried about anything else," Lorraine looked at Dusand and said, "You and Mrs. Androni are in a good momentum now. They will never kidnap me to Orin and force me to marry a great nobleman. This will only make you feel humiliated and then cause an incurable threat to the entire family."

Dusand was still a little uncomfortable with Lorraine's way of speaking and thinking, which always gave him the illusion that "we are not the same group."

Fortunately, Lorraine is not such a person. She has a clear understanding of her position - whether it is for the sake of individuals (not to marry a nobleman as a tool of marriage), or for the sake of family interests, there are only benefits and no harm in tying herself and Dusander together.

If she had only for the benefit, the 10% stake in Belford Automobile Manufacturing Factory she owned would never have been given to the Imperial Finance Minister so easily.

It is "high efficiency" to treat this share as a dowry and then marry the financial minister's illegitimate son or young son.

"Since we judge from common sense that there is no big problem here..." Dusand said in a careful tone, "that means there is no big problem with this news. We will have doubts or even misjudgment about it because the information we have is limited."

In intelligence work, you need to be careful not to over-envision it, and you cannot let imagination take the dominant position. This is an important principle learned by Dusand - intelligence work itself is an eight-point collection and two-point analysis. If the ratio is changed, you may be able to imagine "facts" like "the empire and the alliance are actually a family, and both sides are controlled by a higher-level civilization."

Since it was decided by Winsal and Bronne, there should be no problem. In order to keep Lorraine with her, they have been spreading rumors for so many years. Finally, they have seen the rumors come true and hope that they will not suddenly regret it at this time.

The sunk cost is also a real cost.

"Then go." Dusander was of course reluctant to let go. But after all, he and Lorraine are reluctant to say that they are "unmarried couples". It seems a bit over the line to interfere with each other's whereabouts. He forced himself to cheer up and said, "Do you want to talk to Teacher Polina? She is also an Orlin, and should know a lot about what delicious food and fun there..."

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"Miss, Mr. Lord has left." In her boudoir, Lorraine untied her waist with the help of two maids. She supported the dressing table in front of her, took a deep breath and exhale. This damn waist is getting more and more uncomfortable now.

When she met Dusande, she never wore something like a waistband. But today, she decided to wear this damn thing to make herself more perfect in front of Dusande.

This was Lorraine's first time "distance" since she was a child, and her destination was still far away. Although it took only four or five hours to complete the trip under the interstellar journey, she was still a little nervous.

If Dusander made a statement and even if he had a fight with his parents, Lorraine would choose to stay in Newell instead of following them to Olin. But Dusander did not do so. He chose to wish her a smooth trip out of more cautious and "politeness".

It’s nothing wrong with finding a cautious and careful person to be your husband. In fact, Lorraine is somewhat grateful for this - most reckless and emotional nobles will not have any good endings.

But she still hopes that Dusand can keep her.
Chapter completed!