Feng Wan once said that the book "Introduction to Biology" under the name of Feng Ruhai was actually a work that her mother worked hard on. Zhou Qingfeng was originally a little skeptical about this, but now Feng Ruhai's words have verified this fact. This professor of biology is extremely humid.

However, there is no need to explain this matter. Zhou Qingfeng also pretended to be confused with his understanding. He could guess what Feng Ruhai wanted to do if he thought about it, but he still hoped that the other party could retreat by himself and not to break up.

Feng Ruhai came in a hurry but asked for something boring, but he couldn't bear to leave Zhou Qingfeng's relationship. He could only leave a few words of scenes, saying that he would go to home for dinner in the evening, let the aunt sit on some good dishes, and said that he would come to pick him up in person.

This almost flattering attitude surprised Li Mingjue on the side, but the woman didn't say much, but just arranged a separate quiet room for Zhou Qingfeng in the library, and made a cup of tea for him, and then left.

There is a computer in the small room. Zhou Qingfeng uses the library's internal network to search for various journals and papers on the computer. Many domestic and international scientific research information is semi-public. For example, some professional works in the United States are only open to public welfare institutions for free, which is inconvenient for ordinary people to purchase, and it is extremely expensive. However, if you are in the library, you can browse freely.

No matter how the outside world hypes the "wasteland" or how lively it is, Zhou Qingfeng stayed quietly in the Tianyang City Library for ten days. While learning a lot of knowledge, he also built his own biomedical laboratory in his mind.

Every day when Zhou Qingfeng comes, the gentle Aunt Li will smile and open a separate small room for him, prepare a glass of water, and simply ask if there is any other need. She will leave until she comes to clean up Zhou Qingfeng when the store is closed. It is very considerate and not annoying.

Feng Ruhai is also a must-visit every day. He wastes Zhou Qingfeng half an hour every time. He talks nonsense all over the world, and basically boasts. But many academic matters cannot be discussed. At first, he can understand what Zhou Qingfeng asked, but later as Zhou Qingfeng mastered more and more knowledge and became deeper, he began to be stunned.

In the end, Feng Ruhai basically had to talk about food. From the beginning, he said, "I asked you Aunt Li to cook for you." "Your Aunt Li's cooking skills are really not average," "I married you Aunt Li, but thought she cooked well."

Although Zhou Qingfeng refused every time, he was also curious about how good this woman who doesn’t speak much and looks and dresses are, how good is her skills?

"Auntie, did this by yourself?" Zhou Qingfeng was also dizzy when he read the book. Without teachers or experiments, it was too boring to chew those professional big things. One day at noon, he was wandering around the library and saw Li Mingjue sitting alone in the corner of the dining area, having dinner.

"It's all the leftover food last night. It's a pity that I brought it with me." Seeing that it was Zhou Qingfeng coming, Li Mingjue gently moved away from the seat beside him and said with a smile: "Xiao Zhou, have you eaten?"

"I just ate some water and bread." Zhou Qingfeng sniffed, and suddenly felt that the food in Li Mingjue's bowl seemed to be different. "Auntie, are you really leftover rice? It feels delicious."

"It's just some ordinary braised pork and some pickled vegetables. How delicious can it be?" Li Mingjue saw Zhou Qingfeng seemingly greedy, so he found a pair of chopsticks and handed it to him, saying, "It's not okay to just drink water and eat bread. If you like it, try it."

Zhou Qingfeng really tasted it, and the result of the taste was that all the lunch brought by Li Mingjue entered his stomach. He ate it while saying, "It's delicious, delicious. This braised pork tastes so good, tender and smooth, and the sauerkraut is refreshing. It's well matched, so delicious."

Seeing that Zhou Qingfeng liked him, Li Mingjue was also happy. Two women also sat down, and it seemed to be Li Mingjue's colleagues. He smiled and said, "Oh, young man, you are so lucky. We Sister Li dare not say anything else, but the cooking skills are the best in the entire unit.

Sister Li was a flower in our unit back then. Not to mention her beautiful person, she only has the skills of cooking. How many leaders want her to be her daughter-in-law."

The first half of this sentence is fine, but when Li Mingjue said it, he was a little embarrassed. Zhou Qingfeng ate beautifully and said casually: "Auntie is also beautiful now, the key is to have a good temperament."

"Where is it?" Li Mingjue seemed very embarrassed and waved his hands repeatedly and said to himself: "What kind of temperament do I have? I am already a yellow-faced woman."

"Oh, Sister Li, you're not bad now. You just don't dress up. If you use some maintenance cosmetics, you'll be ten or twenty years younger!" A woman said exaggeratedly, "I can't do it anymore. If you don't need Chanel or Lancome, you really can't see anyone."

Zhou Qingfeng heard this a little wrong, so he looked up at the woman opposite him. He was about thirty years old and was dressed up in a gorgeous way, but he was wearing something on his face, which looked tacky. He just came from his clothes and jewelry, at least he had some spare money.

Another woman also said, "Sister Li, you should really treat yourself well. Your old Feng is not without money, so I asked him for it! Last month I went to Paris and everyone said that French women cherish themselves, but that's really nothing to say. All kinds of feminine supplies make people want to buy them back.

Look at my face, and I do a spa in a high-end beauty club. The effect is really good. It is said to be Louis XIV's royal beauty formula, which has a history of hundreds of years."

When he heard words like "Louis XIV", "Royal Imperial" and "Hundreds of Years", Zhou Qingfeng looked at Li Mingjue who wore black-framed glasses, ordinary clothes, and even wanted to bring leftovers for lunch. He immediately knew that he was trapped in a competition within the unit.

Li Mingjue kept silent in the face of such provocative topics, but just smiled faintly, thinking about changing the topic. However, her temperament, which is soft on the outside and hard on the inside, is elegant and unrestrained, must be more popular in the unit, and it is inevitable that she will be jealous.

Zhou Qingfeng finished the meal and felt very happy. He said half-jokingly: "Auntie, I have to give you all your meals, I have to make up for one or two."

"It's just a meal, what's the point of compensation? If you like it, you can really come to my house tonight, and I'll cook it for you." Li Mingjue didn't take Zhou Qingfeng's 'compensation' seriously.

But the two women next to him laughed and shouted, "Oh, what compensation is there? Let's see. You can't just buy a lunch box and just give it away. Our Sister Li's skills are not that cheap. You have to go to a restaurant outside."

"If I go to a restaurant, I'm not available. But I happen to have some cosmetics I brought from the United States, and my aunt should be able to use them."

"No, no, I'm in my forties, I never use cosmetics."

"Hey..., we want to see what cosmetics we want! Let's open our eyes. Don't use any street stall goods to deceive us. We can also recognize American cosmetics."

One wanted to give it to the other, and the other refused, and the two women next to him even made a fuss, the scene became lively. Many people from the library came over with a smile and found out what happened, and even some readers were intrigued and watched.

The cosmetics Zhou Qingfeng mentioned were brought from the Mercedes-Benz pickup truck. There was a lot of space inside the pickup truck. After Feng Wan discovered the artwork, Zhou Qingfeng completely cleaned up the pickup truck and found a lot of daily necessities. Some of them were cosmetics in 2030. He removed some labels that would expose time, and some of them were given to Feng Wan. Feng Wan said that the effect was excellent.

Zhou Qingfeng went to the parking lot to find his pickup truck to get cosmetics, while the library's dining area continued to discuss.

"Sister Li, who is this young man? He also took the initiative to give you cosmetics. Could it be your Xiaorong's boyfriend?"

"If you want me, we have to help Sister Li check it later. We can't let that kid just stuff it and get rid of it. But don't be an ordinary facial cleanser, it's too embarrassing."

"The Lancome small blue bottle I used last month was 50% off for ten milliliters. It costs 2,000 yuan to give something. That guy must not lower than this level."

"That's right, this son-in-law came to see his mother-in-law and said that he could not bring bad things to deal with anything."

The two women said one by one, making Li Mingjue embarrassed and didn't know what to do? But there were still people around who watched the fun and didn't bother to be too busy, and they followed them.

Zhou Qingfeng only took ten minutes to go back and forth, and found that there were more than a dozen people waiting to see the so-called "American cosmetics". Everyone was idle and was shouting for a long experience.

“This is Helena’s skin cream.”

"This is the cleanser of the maze of the sea blue."

“This is SK-II Skin Care Essence.”

Zhou Qingfeng was carrying a bag, and Lin Lin took out more than a dozen bottles and jars. Every time he took out one, the noise around him disappeared a little. In the end, it was already quiet, and many people were gasping for air conditioning. Some people probably calculated it, and the combined price of these things in front of him was 20,000 to 30,000 US dollars.

My God, this is really a big deal! All the flagship products of top international brands are available, and they can't be bought at all in China.

Zhou Qingfeng finally took out a small bottle, but couldn't figure out what it was. He thought for a long time and said to himself: "What is this?"

A woman immediately looked straight and said in surprise: "This is Bulgari men's perfume, a bottle of tens of thousands, an international top brand, very expensive. Hahaha... I also read fashion magazines and happened to recognize it."

"What perfume is man using? It's so disgusting." Zhou Qingfeng looked disdainful and threw the small bottle into the trash can. Soon a faint woody fragrance popped out of the trash can, carrying a bold and resolute male aura, which smelled quite nice.

But this also means that the small bottle worth tens of thousands was broken in a flash.

Broken...

Broken.........
Chapter completed!