Deep Space Fleet

With a responsible attitude, Zhang Yuan organized his language and said: "The current pillar industries are space botany, space industry and nanomaterials."

"Space botany, that is, the cultivation of excellent mutant plants, these plants are widely used to grow food, extract industrial raw materials, and medical treatment."

"However, the minimum education requirement to engage in this industry is a graduate student...it should be like this."

"I want a master's degree..." Ye Qingqing frowned and yelled in a low voice.

In fact, she really likes plants. The planting of all kinds of flowers and plants is both comfortable and enjoyable, and the salary is high. But when I heard the academic requirements, I was a little timid.

Zhang Yuan continued: "The space industry system is even bigger. There are basically all walks of life. The top manufacturing industry has been moved to the moon. The low gravity and oxygen-free environment is more suitable for the development of heavy industry. The latest generation of photons Chip technology produced on the moon."

"There is a huge talent gap in this area. The high-end ones are all kinds of engineers, and the low-end ones are mechanical maintenance engineers. These, at least graduate students."

"The low-end ones are skilled workers, the minimum requirement is a bachelor's degree, the kind of 995..."

"995..." Ye Qingqing stared and repeated a sentence.

The 995 project was a major decision made by the Xia Kingdom at the turn of the century. There are a total of 40 universities, and the selected ones are basically the best universities in the Xia Kingdom.

She couldn't help sticking out her tongue, "I'm sure you won't be able to get into this kind of school..."

Zhang Yuan continued: "As for the research of nanomaterials, the requirements for academic qualifications are even higher, and you can't do it without a doctorate. Even skilled workers in the production room need 995."

"Ah, if you graduate from a bachelor's degree, you can only be a worker..." the little uncle murmured, also startled. "It's still 995!"

The workers in the space city are much more valuable than the workers on the earth, and the annual salary of hundreds of thousands is not so easy to get.

Zhang Yuan quickly said: "Oh, there are also various service industries in the space city. After all, people can't just work, but also have rest and entertainment. For girls, for example, doctors, nurses, etc., if they are good enough, they are still Those that can go to space. Artificial intelligence has not yet been able to fully cover these areas.”

"The admission ratio is about one in a thousand."

thousandth!

Ye Qingqing's face turned red, no matter how bad she is at math, she still knows what this number means.

"...So, if you want to have a good future, you have to do well in university exams. If you have the opportunity, you'd better get a Ph. D. Anyway, education is not too high. Like in the old days, when you can't find a job after a Ph. D., Not likely to happen."

Ye Qingqing's brows have long been knitted together. Although she knows the importance of studying, she has not stepped out of society at this age, and she doesn't know the ups and downs of life. She always has a mentality of being tired of studying.

Reading is really annoying!

My God, if she wants to study for a Ph. D. and study for ten years, she will feel like an angry bird living in her heart, wishing to bump her head into the face of the culprit, Zhang Yuan!

"Cousin... what education are you looking for?" Ye Qingqing said maliciously, rolling her eyes.

"me……"

Zhang Yuan scratched his head, and said embarrassedly: "The major is space mechanical engineering... I just graduated from a bachelor's degree, and I don't have enough education, so I'm just a maintenance worker. After getting on the spacecraft, my daily job is to inspect and maintain the spacecraft, or Clean up, very simple job."

"If you learn a lot, you should be able to take up a higher-level position..."

It's no big deal to say that you are a worker, no matter what, you are killed from the one-thousandth ratio.

Zhang Yuan used to be a very diligent person, but now that his intelligence has been strengthened, he is even more diligent. He is confident that he will learn a higher level within a few years.

"Spaceship maintenance worker, can you repair things? Repair the air conditioner, repair the TV?" Ye Qingqing asked again.

Faced with such a strange problem, Zhang Yuan was taken aback. He was repairing a spaceship, so how could he repair the air conditioner?

The difference between the two is one hundred and eight thousand miles.

"Can you fix my dad's broken radio?" Ye Qingqing said very cunningly.

With a change of mind, Zhang Yuan quickly understood what the little girl opposite wanted to do.

She is trying to belittle the theory of "reading is useful" to reduce the oppression of her parents in the future! And he, Zhang Yuan, has accidentally turned into a very annoying "child of other people's family".

With a smile in my heart, it is normal for children of this age to be a little tired of studying. I also came here like this at the beginning, except for some perverts, who likes to read all day long?

Do you really think that you won't be tired if you use your brain?

"That radio is very noisy, really noisy! Brother, please help me fix it."

Faced with the little girl's difficult problem, as a... ahem, genius, how can he be stumped by his job?

Fixing things, it couldn't be easier!

Zhang Yuan said cheekily: "The structure of ordinary electronic equipment is not complicated, and the radio should not be difficult."

The little uncle hurriedly shouted: "What radio are you talking about here, eat first, eat first!"

...

After eating a meal, Zhang Yuan didn't know what was going on, and Zhang Yuan felt itchy in his heart.

This strange desire to explore kept encouraging him to try and explore.

"Little uncle, if you can, let me try!"

The little uncle hesitated for a moment, but had no choice but to go back to his room and take out his beloved collection.

"I paid a lot of money to buy it! I also picked up a small leak. If there is no such problem, it will be more expensive..." Facing his precious collection, the little uncle was beaming with pride.

Zhang Yuan was taken aback for a moment, it turned out to be an old antique from the 20th century.

The square radio in front of me has two long antennas. The black plastic on the surface has been wiped clean, but it feels rough to the touch, and it has a sense of historical vicissitudes at first glance.

People nowadays generally refer to the era before the oil crisis as the "old era"; the chaotic and retrogressive century in the middle is called the "grey era"; and the era after the ignition of nuclear fusion is called the "new era".

Collecting old electronic products has become a new fashion, just like collecting jade antiques.

The little uncle is one of the fanatics.

"Is this still usable? It's almost 300 years!" Speaking of the quantifier "300", Zhang Yuan couldn't help but draw out his voice.

Hearing Zhang Yuan's surprised tone, it seemed to scratch the itch in my little uncle's heart: "Of course it works, but the sound was a little louder at the beginning. I don't know why there are so many noises, but this is the only problem..."

He took a cassette from the safe and inserted it into the radio.

Of course, the tape is also an antique, and the picture glued to it has long been unable to tell which star is drawn.

After the radio was plugged into a special power supply, a series of noises suddenly erupted, and the whole body trembled slightly.

"Buzz-buzz!"

Zhang Yuan was startled.