Chapter 8: Higher education is of course better

With a responsible attitude, Zhang Yuan organized a language and said, "The pillar industries now are space botany, space industry, and nanomaterials."
"Space Botany, that is, breeding excellent mutant plants, which are widely used for growing food, extracting industrial raw materials, and medical aspects."
不过 "However, the minimum academic qualification to be in this industry is a graduate student ... it should be so."
"I want a master's degree ..." Ye Qingqing frowned, screaming softly.
其实 She actually likes the plant aspect, planting all kinds of flowers and plants, it is comfortable and enjoyable, and the salary is high. But when I heard this academic requirement, I was a little timid.
Zhang Yuan continued: "The space industry system is even larger, basically in all walks of life, and the top manufacturing industry has been moved to the moon. The low-gravity, oxygen-free environment is more suitable for the development of heavy industry. The latest generation of photons Chip technology is made on the moon. "
"The talent gap in this area is very large. The high-end is a variety of engineers, the low-end is a mechanical maintenance engineer. These, at least graduate students."
"The lower end is the skilled workers, the minimum requirements, a bachelor degree, the type of 995 ..."
"995 ..." Ye Qingqing stared at the eyes, and repeated the sentence.
The 995 project was a major decision made by Xia Guo at the turn of the century. There were 40 universities in total, and the selected ones were basically the best universities in Xia Guo.
She couldn't help but spat out her tongue. "Such a school cannot be admitted to this school ..."
远 Zhang Yuan continued: "As for the research of nanomaterials, this requires higher academic qualifications, which can't be played without a PhD. Even skilled workers in the production room have to be 995."
啊 "Ah, if you graduate from undergraduate school, you can only be a worker ..." the aunt murmured, also startled. "It's 995!"
The workers in the Space City are much more valuable than the earth workers, and the annual salary of several hundred thousand is not so easy to get.
Zhang Yuan quickly said, "Oh, there are all kinds of service industries in Space City. After all, people ca n’t just work, they also have to rest and entertain. For girls, such as doctors and nurses, if they are good enough, they are still Capable of going to space. Artificial intelligence can't completely cover these areas. "
"The admission rate is about one-thousandth."
之一 One thousandth!
Ye Qingqing's face turned red, even if the mathematics was not good, you knew what the number meant.
"... So, if you want to have a good future, you have to take a better exam at the university. If you have the opportunity, it is best to read a doctorate. Anyway, the academic qualifications are not too high. As in the old days, doctoral graduates ca n’t find work. It's unlikely to happen. "
She Yeqing Qing's brows have long been twisted, although she knows the importance of reading, but she has not yet stepped out of society at this age, and she does not know the sweetness and bitterness of life.
Reading is really annoying!
Oh my god, if she wants to read a PhD in the future and read a book for ten years, she feels like an angry bird living in her heart, can't wait to hit the culprit Zhang Yuan's face!
"Cousin ... What academic qualifications are you looking for?" Ye Qingqing said unwillingly, her eyes rolling slowly.
"me……"
Zhang Yuan scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "I majored in space mechanical engineering ... I just graduated with 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, it's very easy. "
"If you learn a lot, you should take up a higher level post ..."
I said that he was a worker, and it was not a big deal. No matter how much, he was killed out of one thousandth.
Zhang Yuan used to be a very hardworking person. Now he has been strengthened in intelligence and is even more diligent. He is confident that he will learn a higher level in a few years.
"Ship maintenance workers, will you repair things? Repair air-conditioning, repair TV?" Ye Qingqing asked again.
Faced with such a strange problem, Zhang Yuan froze. He repaired a spaceship. How could he repair the air conditioner?
差 The difference between the two is ten thousand miles.
"Can you fix it, my dad's broken radio?" Ye Qingqing said very cunningly.
As soon as I thought about it, Zhang Yuan soon understood what the little the other side wanted.
She is trying to disparage the "useful theory of reading" to reduce the oppression of her parents in the future! And he, Zhang Yuan, has accidentally become a very nasty "child of someone else's house".
With a smile in my heart, children of this age are always a little tired of studying, which is normal. I came here like this at the beginning, except for some perverts, who likes to read all day long?
Do you really think your brain is not tiring?
"That radio is very noisy, really noisy! Brother, please help me fix it."
Facing the little girl ’s problem, as a ... keke, genius, how can I be stumped by my job?
Repairing things is too easy!
Zhang Yuan said cheekily: "The structure of ordinary electronic instruments is not complicated, and it should not be difficult for a radio."
Uncle Xiao yelled quickly: "What radio are you talking about here? Eat first, eat first!"
Uh ...
After eating a meal, I don't know what happened, Zhang Yuan felt very itchy in his heart.
This strange desire for exploration keeps encouraging him to try ~ EbookFREE.me ~ to explore.
"Auntie, let me try if I can!"
Uncle Xiao was hesitant, and had no choice but to return to his room and take out his favorite collectibles.
"It cost a lot of money to buy it! I also picked up a little leak, if there is no such problem, it will be more expensive ..." Facing his precious collectibles, the little uncle's face was very proud.
For a moment Zhang Yuan turned out to be an old antique of the 20th century.
这个 The square radio in front of me, with two long antennas. The black plastic on the surface is very clean and rough to the touch. It has a vicissitudes of history at first glance.
People now generally call the era before the oil crisis the "old era"; the centuries of retrogression in the middle are called the "grey era"; the era after the ignition of nuclear fusion is called the "new era".
Collecting electronic products from the old era has become a new fashion, just like collecting jade antiques.
Uncle Xiao is one of them.
"Can this still be used? 300 years soon!" Speaking of the quantifier "300", Zhang Yuan could not help prolonging his voice.
I heard Zhang Yuan's surprised tone, as if scratching the itch in my uncle's heart: "Of course it works, but the sound is a bit loud at first. I don't know why there are so many murmurs, and this is the only problem ..."
He took a tape from the safe and inserted it into the radio.
Of course, the tape is also old-fashioned, and the pictures stuck on it can't tell which star is painted.
After the radio was plugged in with a special power supply, a large noise burst suddenly broke out, and the whole body shook slightly.
"Buzz-buzz!"
Zhang Yuan was shocked.