"It's okay to let others learn, and it's okay to keep it secret. But saying I don't understand is a bit bullying, right?"
Meng Jia stood in front of Mu Yunhan, his tall and strong figure shrouding her, making her feel very oppressive.
Mu Yunhan was neither humble nor arrogant, and smiled lightly: "The boiling point of alcohol is 78.5 degrees Celsius, and the boiling point of water is 100 degrees Celsius.
After heating, the alcohol in the wine evaporates when it reaches the boiling point. When it encounters the pot with cold water on the upper layer, it condenses into water and flows out along the pipe, which becomes strong liquor."
She spoke neither too fast nor too slowly, and was very kind. She even stopped to ask Meng Jia: "Do you understand?"
Meng Jia's face suddenly became hot.
He really didn't understand, she did it on purpose.
He believed that this was not what she said when she explained the matter to others.
She must have explained it in a simple and profound way in a language that everyone can understand.
Instead of using a sincere and gentle attitude like now, saying some words that he doesn't understand, deliberately embarrassing him, and seeing him make a fool of himself.
"If you don't understand, I'll say it again."
Mu Yunhan looked at Meng Jia quietly, with a gentle and gentle expression, unable to see her sinister intentions at all.
Those words just now were spoken to her by her grandmother.
Of course, my grandmother later used easy-to-understand explanations to let her understand what was going on.
Later, she also used easy-to-understand language to let Gu Fenglin understand the principle.
But today, she didn't want to let Meng Jia get her wish.
He was originally an ignorant scumbag. Even if he was powerful and powerful, so what?
In her mind, he is simply not as good as Gu Fenglin.
She wanted him to understand this truth and retreat when faced with difficulties.
"Okay, could you please say it again."
After Meng Jia's face felt hot for a while, it quickly returned to normal.
What is this? He has done even more shameless things than this.
Trying to steal food from the mouths of a pack of wolves is not something you can do in a polite way.
"What is 78.5 degrees Celsius? What is boiling point?"
He looked at Mu Yunhan seriously and asked shamelessly: "You know, I don't study much and don't care about the priests. I am just an ignorant and ignorant person.
So I have to ask Madam to be more patient and explain to me. You won’t dislike me as a student who came to your door, right?"
Mu Yunhan looked at him for a while, but finally did not say the word "dislike".
She is no longer the Mu Yunhan who had nothing and was fearless.
She is no longer the priest's wife who could rely on her husband without looking at anyone's face.
She lost her most powerful support, but she still had a tender baby, two younger brothers and sisters, a huge family property, and a huge number of servants and workers.
They all need her to take care of them, and they all need to rely on her.
In such troubled times, everyone with soldiers should not be easily offended.
She took a long breath and put on a smile: "That's it, wine will boil as long as the fire is small, but water will boil when the fire is very high, so the fire must be controlled at this degree, and the wine will boil."
Turning into steam rising..."
Meng Jia understood this time, but changed the topic: "Wouldn't you have said this earlier? Where did you hear those strange words? Who taught you?"
Mu Yunhan was still smiling: "General, please forgive me. This has nothing to do with our agreement."
Meng Jia was hit with a soft nail, but he was not angry and only gave his subordinates a wink.