Feng Wan once said that the "Introduction to Biology" under the name of Feng Ruhai was actually the work of her mother's painstaking efforts. Zhou Qingfeng was still a little skeptical about this, but now Feng Ruhai's few words have verified this.
In fact, this professor of biology is extremely arrogant.
However, there was no need to tell the truth, and Zhou Qingfeng pretended to be confused. He could guess what Feng Ruhai wanted to do, but he still hoped that the other party would get over it and quit without making a fuss.
Feng Ruhai came in a hurry but was disappointed, but he couldn't let go of Zhou Qingfeng's relationship. He could only drop a few words, saying that he would have dinner at home in the evening, and let his aunt cook some good food, etc., and also said that he would personally
To pick.
This almost flattering attitude surprised Li Mingjue on the side, but the woman didn't say much. She just arranged a separate quiet room for Zhou Qingfeng in the library, made him a cup of tea, and left.
There is a computer in the small room, and Zhou Qingfeng uses the library's internal network to search for various journal articles on the computer. A lot of domestic and international scientific research information is semi-public. For example, some professional works in the United States are only open to public welfare organizations for free and can be purchased by ordinary people.
It's inconvenient and extremely expensive. But you can browse it freely in the library.
No matter how hyped and lively the outside world was about 'Wasteland', Zhou Qingfeng just stayed in Tianyang City Library quietly for ten days. While learning a lot of knowledge, he also built a creature of his own in his mind.
Medical laboratory.
Every day when Zhou Qingfeng comes, the gentle Aunt Li will open a separate small room for him with a smile, prepare a glass of water, and simply ask if there is anything else he needs. If there is nothing else, she will leave until closing time
I came to clean up for Zhou Qingfeng. It was very considerate and not annoying.
And Feng Ruhai must come every day, and every time he wastes half an hour of Zhou Qingfeng's time, talking nonsense all over the world, basically just boasting. But he couldn't talk about many academic things. At first, he still couldn't talk about it.
He could understand what Zhou Qingfeng asked, but as Zhou Qingfeng mastered more and more knowledge, he began to be dumbfounded.
In the end, Feng Ruhai basically could only talk about eating. From the beginning, he said, 'Let your Aunt Li cook a good meal for you' and 'Your Aunt Li's cooking skills are really not average'.
'I married your Aunt Li because I thought she could cook well'.
Although Zhou Qingfeng declined every time, he was still curious about how good at craftsmanship this woman who didn't talk much and whose appearance and dress was plain did.
"Auntie, did you do this yourself?" Zhou Qingfeng was also dizzy from reading. There were no teachers, no experiments, and it was too boring to chew through those professional tomes. One day at noon, he was wandering around the library to relax, and he saw
Li Mingjue was sitting alone in the corner of the dining area, eating.
"It's all the leftover food from last night. It's a pity that it was dumped, so I brought it." Seeing 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 particularly delicious, "Auntie, is this really leftover food? It feels delicious."
"It's just some ordinary braised pork with some sauerkraut. How delicious can it be?" Li Mingjue saw that Zhou Qingfeng seemed to be greedy, so he found a pair of chopsticks and handed them to him, saying: "Just drinking water and eating bread is not enough. If you like
Just try it.”
Zhou Qingfeng really tried it, and the result was that all the lunch brought by Li Mingjue went into his stomach. As he ate, he said, "It's delicious, it's delicious. This braised pork tastes really good, tender and smooth.
The sauerkraut is also refreshing, goes well with it, and is so delicious.”
Seeing that Zhou Qingfeng liked it, Li Mingjue was also happy. Two women also sat over. They seemed to be Li Mingjue's colleagues. They opened their mouths and smiled: "Oh, young man, you are in a good mood. Our Sister Li has other abilities.
I dare not say it, but my cooking skills are the best in the entire unit.
Back then, Sister Li was a beauty in our unit. Not only was she beautiful, but with her cooking skills, many leaders wanted her to be their daughter-in-law."
The first half of this sentence was okay, but Li Mingjue was a little embarrassed when he said the second half. Zhou Qingfeng was eating beautifully and said smoothly: "Auntie is also beautiful now, the key is that she has a good temperament."
"No way?" Li Mingjue seemed very embarrassed, waving his hands repeatedly and mocking himself: "What kind of temperament do I have? I'm already a yellow-faced woman."
"Oh, Sister Li, you're not bad now. You just don't dress up. If you use some skin care cosmetics, you will be ten or twenty years younger!" A woman said exaggeratedly, "I can't do it.
, If this face doesn’t use Chanel or Lancôme, it will really be unsightly.”
Zhou Qingfeng felt a little uncomfortable when he heard this. He looked up at the woman opposite. She was about thirty years old. She was dressed in a fancy dress, but she had a layer of something on her face, which made her look tacky. Just from the clothes and jewelry.
, at least have some spare money.
Another woman also said: "Sister Li, you should really take good care of yourself. It's not like your old Feng has no money, ask him for it! I went to Paris last month and they said that French women cherish themselves. That's really not the case.
In other words, there are all kinds of women's products that everyone wants to buy.
Look at my face. I had a spa treatment at a high-end beauty salon, and the effect was really good. It is said to be the royal beauty formula of Louis XIV and has a history of hundreds of years."
When Zhou Qingfeng heard words like 'Louis XIV', 'Royal Queen' and 'Hundreds of Years', he looked at Li Mingjue, who was wearing black-rimmed glasses, ordinary clothes, and even bringing leftovers for lunch. He immediately knew that he
Caught in a competition within the unit.
Li Mingjue remained silent when faced with such a provocative topic. She just smiled lightly and tried to change the topic. However, her temperament, which is soft on the outside but strong on the inside, elegant and refined, must be more popular in the unit.
Because of your popularity, you will inevitably find people jealous.
Zhou Qingfeng finished his meal, feeling very happy. He said half-jokingly: "Auntie, I ate all your food, I have to make up for it."
"It's just a meal, what kind of compensation are you talking about? If you like it, you can 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 them laughed and shouted: "Hey, what's the compensation? Let's see. We can't just buy a lunch box and send it away. Our sister Li's craftsmanship is not that cheap, so we have to go to a restaurant outside."
OK."
"I don't have time to go to the restaurant. But I happen to have some cosmetics I brought from the United States. Auntie should be able to use them."
"No, no, I'm already forty and I never use cosmetics."
"Hey..., what kind of cosmetics do we want to see? Let us open our eyes. Don't lie to us with some street stall products. We also recognize American cosmetics."
One wanted to give, the other refused, and the two women next to him were making noises, so the scene became lively. Many people from the library came over with smiles to find out what was going on, and even some readers became interested and poked their heads around to watch.
The cosmetics Zhou Qingfeng mentioned were brought by him from the Mercedes-Benz pickup truck. There was a lot of space in the pickup truck. After Feng Wan discovered the artworks, Zhou Qingfeng cleaned the pickup truck thoroughly and found many daily necessities. Some of them
It is a cosmetic for 2030. He removed some labels that would reveal time and gave some of them to Feng Wan. Feng Wan said the effect was excellent.
Zhou Qingfeng went to the parking lot to find his pickup truck to get cosmetics, while the discussion continued in the dining area of the library.
"Sister Li, who is this young man to you? He even offers you cosmetics. Could he be your Xiaorong's boyfriend?"
"Let me tell you, we have to help Sister Li check it later. We can't let that kid just stuff it with something. But it must not be just any ordinary facial cleanser. It's too embarrassing."
"The little blue Lancôme bottle I used last month cost 2,000 yuan at a 50% discount on 10 ml. That guy can never give anything lower than this level."
"That's right. When this son-in-law comes to see his mother-in-law, he says that he can't bring bad things with him."
The two women were talking to each other, making Li Mingjue so embarrassed that he didn't know what to do. But there were still people around who were watching the fun and didn't think it was a big deal, so they followed suit.
Zhou Qingfeng only went back and forth for ten minutes when he discovered that there were actually more than a dozen people waiting to see the so-called "American cosmetics". Everyone was idle and clamoring to learn more.
"This is Helena's skin cream."
"This is the cleansing lotion of La Mer."
"This is sk-
Zhou Qingfeng was carrying a bag and took out more than ten bottles and cans. Every time he took out one, the noise around him disappeared a little. In the end, it was quiet, and many people were gasping for air. Some people were probably doing mental calculations.
After a while, the total price of these things in front of me was twenty to thirty thousand... dollars.
I was so surprised, this is such a big deal! All the products presented were flagship products of top international brands, which are not available at all in China.
Zhou Qingfeng finally took out a small bottle, but he couldn't figure out what it was. He thought about it for a long time and said to himself: "What is this?"
A woman's eyes immediately widened and she said in surprise: "This is Bvlgari men's perfume, a bottle costs tens of thousands, a top international brand, very expensive. Hahaha... I also happened to recognize it while reading a fashion magazine."
"What kind of perfume do men use? It's so disgusting." Zhou Qingfeng looked disdainful and threw the small bottle into the trash can. Soon a faint woody aroma emerged from the trash can, carrying a sense of boldness.
The resolute and masculine smell is quite pleasant.
But this also means that the vial worth tens of thousands broke with a snap.