Although the old man with long braids looks quite old, he is in good spirits. As soon as he got off the plane, he looked around with his bright eyes.
The people around looked at the old man with a little curiosity. It is not strange to have braids these days. What is strange is that an old man with white hair is still tied into braids. It is a bit strange.
The old man was wearing a short-sleeved shirt that seemed to be made of burlap, a pair of brown knee-length shorts, and a pair of what looked like straw sandals under his feet.
Passengers on the plane have long been accustomed to this kind of attire. On the plane, they heard this old man asking someone to open the window to get some air. The flight attendant refused, so the old man even touched her buttocks. If it weren't for the fact that this person was quite young, the police on the plane might have detained him.
"This is the airport,"
The old man with long braids carried this bag and walked to the exit of the airport.
"Hey, old sir, let me help you carry it,"
A young man walked over as he spoke and took the bag from the old man's hand.
"Hey, sh people are so enthusiastic,"
The old man with long braids handed the bag to the young man with a smile, and then said with a strong foreign accent, "Young man, I want to go to Danfu University. How do I get there?"
As soon as the old man finished speaking, the young man who was helping him carry the bag ran away.
That speed was really quite fast. It seemed to be faster than Liu Xiaoxiang ran before he tripped and stopped him.
"Be a good boy, this is something that belongs to the old man,"
The old man with long braids looked at the young man who had run out for about twenty or thirty meters, sighed in surprise, then raised his feet, took off the straw sandal on his feet, held it in his hand, and then raised his hand , raised it back, aimed at the young man, and threw it with force.
A seemingly ordinary straw sandal flew toward the young man grabbing the bag with a strange sound of breaking through the air.
The straw sandals were very fast, but something strange happened.
Just when the straw sandals were about to hit the young man's head, the speed of the straw sandals suddenly slowed down.
If it was a leopard running at full speed before, now it is like a kitten taking a leisurely stroll.
boom.
Even though the speed slowed down, the straw sandal still hit the young man's head and made a muffled sound.
The young man, under the surprised eyes of the people around him, flew forward.
puff.
The young man fell face down to the ground, as if he had fainted, and there was no movement at all.
The police appeared next to the young man at the right time. The old man with braids walked up to the young man, bent down and picked up his bag, and said dissatisfiedly, "Young people nowadays always plan to get something for nothing."
"Old man, your shoes are so powerful. A straw sandal can even knock someone unconscious. It's really..."
A middle-aged policeman smiled and walked up to the old man's shoes, bent down and picked them up.
After picking it up, the policeman's expression changed.
These straw sandals were not as light as I expected. They felt heavy when held in my hand. Even the middle-aged policeman felt that they were so heavy.
"This is,"
The middle-aged policeman lifted the shoe up with both hands, "What kind of material are these shoes made of? I guess they weigh more than fifty kilograms."
"A kind of grass in the mountains,"
As the old man with braids spoke, he reached out and took the straw sandals from the policeman's hand, put them on the ground, and put them on, "We all use these shoes at home."
"Why is the grass so heavy?" the middle-aged policeman asked doubtfully.
"I don't know either. Ours is called Qianjin Grass, which is very heavy. My clothes are made of ropes twisted from Qianjin Grass."
The old man with long braids said.
"This is your clothes,"
The middle-aged policeman reached out and pinched the clothes on the old man's body. Although he only pinched a little, the weight still gave the middle-aged policeman a heavy feeling.
"How much does it weigh," the middle-aged policeman asked curiously.
"This pair of shoes weighs one hundred pounds, this dress weighs two hundred pounds, and these pants must weigh about one hundred and fifty pounds."
The old man with long braids looked at his body and said.
"Old sir, it's not good to brag,"
A policeman on the side smiled and said, "Old sir, would you please come with us to the police station and make a record? Do you have any relatives here?"
"My great-nephew said he would come to pick me up,"
The old man with long braids looked around and said, "Why haven't you come yet?"
"Uncle,"
Just as the old man with braids was looking around, a man ran out from the side while shouting.
"Ah ha, my great-nephew," the old man with long braids said with a smile, "Why didn't I see you just now? Uncle, I was almost robbed."
"Who can rob you these days?"
The man walked up to the old man with braids and said with a smile.
This man is clearly Shi Wenxi.
"Uncle, let's go, the car has been arranged," Shi Wenxi said with a smile.
"Yeah, okay, okay,"
The old man who was called uncle by Shi Wenxi turned around and wanted to leave.
"Old sir,"
The middle-aged policeman quickly shouted, "You need to come back to the station with us first to make a record."
Shi Wenxi walked up to the middle-aged policeman and said, "I will let someone tell you about this later."
"Who are you,"
the middle-aged policeman asked.
Shi Wenxi did not speak, but waved to someone not far away.
Immediately, an Audi A4 with the No. 10 plate in front of the SH Municipal Committee drove over.
The middle-aged policeman's expression changed.
"I told you, someone will explain it to you,"
After saying that, Shi Wenxi turned around and walked to the old man's side, enthusiastically took the bag from the old man's hand, and then helped the old man walk into the car.
And on the other side.
The Chemistry Laboratory of Danfu University.
Professor Lao Tao looked nervously at the reagent bottles in front of him.
In the reagent bottle, two liquids of different colors were mixing and surging rapidly, and bursts of white smoke came out from the inside of the reagent bottle.
Ye Shishi stood aside, looking at everything in front of her with slightly burning eyes.
A few seconds later.
boom.
A faint explosion.
Two liquids of different colors in the reagent bottle were completely fused together. They were originally cyan and gold, but after merging together, they turned into brown.
"Successful, really successful, I finally succeeded,"
Professor Tao's face showed an expression of ecstasy, and Ye Shishi finally showed a bright smile.
"After so many years of research, I finally successfully developed the first bottle of chemical agents. Chemical agents, haha, are comparable to biological agents. Hahaha, mankind will move towards a new future from now on. I will become The greatest chemist in the world, hahaha,"