Charles is the principal of the Science and Technology High School in the city. Although he is also called Charles and is also known as Professor Charles, he has nothing to do with Professor

He is a man, with a medium build that is slightly overweight but definitely not bloated, with semi-Mediterranean short hair with a receding hairline, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses hanging on the bridge of his nose, a white-inch shirt, a black plaid suit, and a red tie and brown leather shoes.

As usual, after parking his Dodge car in the principal's exclusive parking space, he decided to take a walk around the teaching building to explore the situation on his property.

But today seemed a little special. As soon as he came to the garden path behind Building 2, he smelled a strange aroma, but it was definitely not the scent of flowers. The scent of flowers would not make people drool.

With this thought in mind, Principal Charles sneaked over the morning glory vines and quietly poked his head toward the window.

"Hmph, hum..."

"Oh, my god! What a big fat pig!"

Principal Charles was just about to look inside, when a huge white pig's head with black spots happened to look out the French window. One person and one pig happened to look at each other.

"Why is there a fat pig in the school?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Principal Charles slapped his forehead again and greeted the big fat pig: "This is the cloning society... Hi, hello Helen, you are such a beauty. Is the baby in your belly okay?

good?"

“Very good, very healthy!”

Of course the person who said this couldn't be Mummy Pig Helen. Maya had long sensed the arrival of Principal Charles. She didn't expect to say hello to him. She just saw him talking to Mummy Pig there. If she didn't come over, she would really

It's so rude.

"Good morning, Principal Charles, I am Maya Hansen, the president of this clone society."

Seeing Maya, Principal Charles was not embarrassed and walked over directly and said: "Maya, although we have not chatted alone, we have met several times after all. You don't have to be restrained. I will just take a look."

Maya looked at her wet hair, the T-shirt with Jackson's face on it, jeans and open-toed slippers, uh, there was also the rice bowl in her left hand and the chopsticks in her right hand. Where did she look a little restrained?

The president stayed up late doing experiments. After checking Helen's condition at 6 o'clock in the morning, he took a short rest for two hours. At this time, he happened to take a bath, change his clothes and eat breakfast!

"Okay, principal, please take your time and watch. How about I open the iron door and you go feed Helen?"

Maya thought that Principal Charles wanted to see her research results, so she handed him a piece of bran cake she specially prepared and asked him to "communicate" with Helen up close.

Principal Charles was not polite, took the chaff cake, walked to the iron fence and fed the pig mother Helen.

While feeding the pigs, he was chatting with Maya, "Did you stay in the laboratory all night?"

"Yes, the first one or two weeks were the dangerous period of Helen's pregnancy. People from our club took turns to take care of her."

"There is no bathroom in the laboratory, and there is no door in the gymnasium. How can you take a shower?"

The smell of shower gel on Maya's body was very obvious, and Principal Charles smelled it immediately.

"It's very simple. In the bathroom, I made a homemade sprinkler head using a can, used a bucket as a water storage tank, and then poured hot water into it."

President Maya said while eating the rice in small bites.

Principal Charles looked at the "hot pot" on the experimental table and couldn't help but asked with a twitching face: "Is it really okay for you to use an alcohol lamp as a gas stove and a beaker as a pot? Even if there is no food in the school at night, it is not far outside the school.

McDonald's, it's just a matter of walking a few extra steps...anyway, it's easier than cooking, well, cooking yourself!"

"Principal Charles, have you been to a Chinese restaurant, right? The hot pot there uses solid alcohol. As for this 1.5L large beaker, it is brand new and I have washed it several times!"

Principal Charles could hardly hold the bran cake in his hand. Miss, is this a question of whether it is clean or not? You are the president of the student union, so you should pay attention to the impact!

Without waiting for Principal Charles to answer, the president spoke again: "Besides, you can also smell it. My fresh mutton hot pot is obviously much more delicious than McDonald's... Even in mid-September, the cold dew was still falling heavily in the early morning. Last night

Staying up late is really hard on me, that's why

It is said that a person should be kind to himself, no, this morning I made a light mushroom-boiled mutton. I specially prepared it according to ancient Chinese recipes. It nourishes yin and yang and tastes good. After eating it, I feel great.

, I can work another day today!”

You, a little girl, can talk nonsense. You are a little scientist yourself, but you are still superstitious about ancient Chinese medicine and nourishing yin and yang. Are you going to be so exaggerated?

"Well, in that case, why not buy me a pair of chopsticks and let me try it out to see if it's as delicious as you say."

Half an hour later...

"Maya, you, Hiccup, if you encounter any difficulties, Hiccup, in the future, whether it is experimental or club-related, Hiccup, you can come to me. I am also an honorary professor at the School of Biology, Imperial University."

At this time, Principal Charles was sitting on the sofa in the president's office with a swollen belly, chatting with President Maya.

When Maya heard this, she couldn't help but feel moved. Thinking of the thing she sold to Hammer yesterday, she opened the cabinet, took out a box of gray-black biscuit-like things, handed it to him and said, "Principal Charles, try this first.

, these biscuits are also made by me, specially for digestion."

Principal Charles didn't refuse when he saw the biscuit. He picked up a piece and put it into his mouth. While chewing it, he said: "I'm full, but since you made it, I'll give it a try... Well, it tastes good, that's it."

The taste is a bit bland, is it for digestion? Hawthorn is added to it, but it’s not eaten?”

President Maya explained: "There are no hawthorns. Didn't I prepare some bran cakes for Helen? I see that there are many raw materials, so I specially use some barley, cereal bran husks, plus corn and other miscellaneous grain residues, and combine them with each other for baking.

And out."

"Pfft...cough cough cough, uh...uh, what?"

Principal Charles spit out a mouthful of biscuit crumbs, with a look of disbelief on his face. He held up half a biscuit in his hand and asked, "Is this pig food you gave me?"

President Maya rolled her eyes and said: "Pigs also eat apples, and apples are pig food? Dogs also eat meat bones, and meat bones are dog food? Principal, I just ask you, are these biscuits delicious?"

"

"This, this..."

Principal Charles hesitated for a while, then finally nodded and admitted honestly: "Although it is bran cake, the taste is acceptable, but can these things be eaten by others?"

"Principal, you also have a PhD in biology. Are the above things poisonous or harmful to the human body?"

"It's not poisonous or harmful, it's just that I can't accept it."
Chapter completed!