Oh, if you had told me earlier, it would be much simpler.
Mai Fan looked around and saw that the kitchen was as clean as if someone had licked it, there wasn't even a grain of salt.
And the only thing he had on hand that could be called food... was probably two three-way steamed buns that came out of his house.
I don't know if it will work.
When Mai Fan thought of this, the two triple noodle buns appeared in Mai Fan's hands in the tavern.
He threw this in to test the tavern's ability to preserve freshness.
Mai Fan wanted to know if the time in this tavern was constant.
But now, just in time, he can make another attempt.
Mai Fan directly threw the two steamed buns into the pot...
He and the pot formed a state of confrontation.
pot:……
Mai Fan:……
After a long silence...
The pot made a crunching sound, and a line of angry words appeared on the top of the pot: 'Please the tavern holder to crush the steamed buns so that the ingredients can fully fit into the pot noodles!'
I told you earlier, we are not good at manufacturing, but we are top notch at destroying.
Mai Fan picked up the spatula, smashed the steamed buns into pieces, and then pressed them against the edge of the pot. He took a step back, waiting for what the pot would produce for him.
The result really did not disappoint him.
Two steamed buns of that size immediately changed.
They shrink rapidly in the pot, as if the nutrients in them are concentrated.
The smell of burning wheat came from the back kitchen of the tavern.
This process may take three seconds, or it may only take one second. The steamed bun pieces spread out like a large pancake, actually shrunk into two particles only the size of sesame seeds.
If it weren't for the line of words floating above the heads of these two scumbags, even Mai Fan's 5.1 eyes might not be able to detect their existence.
This line is marked like this: 'Name: Efficacy is negligible... extremely low low low quality food pills'
‘After eating, the eater can increase intelligence by 0.001 points’
‘Instructions for use: Orally’
Oh My God!
What seemed like a useless pill in a tavern was like a treasure to Mai Fan!!
If just concentrating it can increase the attribute of intelligence...
Mai Fan took a deep breath and continued the conversation with the diary using his consciousness: 'What are the special restrictions on the use of the tavern function?'
Sure enough, the diary gave the answer.
'Limited'
‘Limited times’
‘The efficacy of pills is related to the ingredients...’
‘Drug resistance, it will lose effectiveness after taking it for a period of time’
Let's just say, if he could use it infinitely, wouldn't he be invincible?
So how many times is it limited?
It seems that Mai Fan has already wasted two steamed buns, right?
Thinking of this, Mai Fan quickly took out the two sesame pills and stuffed them into his mouth. With a sudden movement of consciousness, he returned to his own body.
He had to go out to buy some food and conduct a simple and effective experiment.
He didn't know if it was his imagination, but after the two sesame pills melted in his mouth, he felt that his mind was a little clearer.
Mai Fan casually opened a Chinese textbook and recited the first lesson of the textbook. He was able to memorize the content of this article at least seven or eight times.
Is the 0.002 increase in intelligence really so effective?
Mai Fan immediately stood up from the bed and walked out.
When he returned to the hotel, he was carrying two completely different ingredients.
One was a white-flour dumpling stuffed with beef and green onions that he bought at a high price from a state-owned restaurant.
One portion was a large and cheap vegetable dumpling he bought from a private vendor near the construction site.
This is the most disparate ingredient that Maifan can currently buy.
If it could really produce a different effect, he would still have time to buy some Buddha Jumping Over the Wall and palace dishes.
The process of trying it didn't take long.
Not long after, Mai Fan came out of the tavern.
Two more pills came out of his hand.
Mai Fan also tested the number of pills that could be produced in this tavern.
The tavern can produce 3 pills per day.
The composition of the medicinal effect is related to the quality of the ingredients.
But the option for the pill to produce intelligence turned out to be food crops, that dumpling with meat... He gave Mai Fan a pill whose potency was weakened after being hedged by the meat attribute.
And because the ingredients of the vegetable dumpling were too poor, the pill produced only gave half of the intelligence attribute of the Sanhe Noodle Steamed Bun.
In the end, the two attempts gave Mai Fan a total of 0.001 intelligence bonus.
In other words, even if he uses refined food every time, the highest attribute the tavern can provide him every day is: 0.0045 intelligence bonus.
There is exactly one and a half months until July 7th.
A rough estimate shows that this tavern can ultimately provide Mai Fan with an intelligence bonus of... 0.2025.
Thank you. I was so excited that I worked for a long time.
Mai Fan rolled his eyes and threw the two tasteless pills into his mouth. He should study hard on his own.
Now that he has decided on the path to take the exam, and with the help of this golden finger that is better than nothing, there is only one thing left for Mai Fan to do.
That is to find a school that can accept him and solve the problem of his diploma and application in one step.
Which school is the receiving school?
Mai Fan already had a goal.
Early the next morning, he carried his schoolbag and all his documents and went straight to Beijing No. 28 Middle School.
This middle school is not far from their home.
It is also the alma mater he attended in junior high school.
What a coincidence, Mai Fan's sister Mai Xiang and his former childhood sweetheart He Wenjuan both studied in this school.
No, Mai Fan met his sister who was still in high school by chance after arriving early in the morning.
Probably because Mai Fan left too early and Mai Xiang was too young at that time, Mai Xiang did not recognize this dark and thin man as his brother at all. The two of them passed each other at the door of the school office...
pass.
When Mai Fan contacted the director in charge of admissions and registration, the old director sighed with emotion.
“It’s good to have the intention to study again after you come back.”
"But why are you in such a hurry, Mai Fan? It's a safe plan for you to repeat your studies for a year to consolidate, and then take the college entrance examination with the next batch of students."
Mai Fan smiled and said: "Teacher, you see that you are now the director. You also know how precious ten years is to a person of my age, right?"
"Look, you have given me all your exam papers. In fact, you also hope that I can waste less precious time, right?"
What a coincidence. The person whom Mai Fan affectionately called "teacher" was Mai Fan's class teacher before he went to the countryside.
The head teacher is extremely cautious and is one of the few people who has made a smooth transition during a turbulent period.