Learning Demon Cultivation System

After Lu Yang said these words, he suddenly felt like he had grown up.

To the whole class, I don't even blink my eyes when I tell lies. Have I become so mature before I know it?

Another student asked below: "Senior, should we call him Professor Xie when we meet him?"

"Well...he doesn't really like the title of Professor, so let's call him Teacher. In fact, it doesn't matter if he is called by his name, he doesn't mind." Lu Yang clapped his hands and said, "Okay, let me say a few things to pay attention to next. place……"

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In the courtyard of the museum, Li Zheng was sitting alone on a stone bench, but he was not in a hurry to leave.

As the saying goes, those who have come all the way have come, even if they only breathe the physical air, it is also very good.

Thinking back to the past, not to mention Ji University, even the University of Science and Technology and the University of Science and Technology themselves didn't dare to think about it. Compared with people like Lin Yujing, they were in two worlds, and they couldn't even see each other.

But now, I have really sat here, and I am only a stone's throw away from the most ambitious goal.

I don't know what it will be like when I go to college.

During the reverie, a smell of toasted tobacco floated over.

Li Zheng frowned and turned his head, Jie Qifen happened to pinch his cigarette, and sat beside Li Zheng in his pocket.

"Don't think about it, it's meaningless." Xie Qifen patted Li Zheng's shoulder, "I really like it, so let's go abroad, IPhO is a good opportunity."

"?" Li Zheng subconsciously moved to the side. Considering that the other party is Teacher Ji, it's not easy to refute it face to face.

"Li Zheng, right?" Xie Qifan pointed at the teaching building and said with a smile, "When you look up at it, you can only see the side exposed to you, and you will imagine that it is very sacred and beautiful. When you really go up there Now, it’s time to see what a mess is.”

Li Zheng stood up immediately after hearing the words: "If that's the case, why don't you go abroad, Mr. Xie?"

"I'm not good at English." Xie Qifan nodded in a serious manner, "English is the most annoying thing."

"..."

"Haha, that's fine, just do what you like, stop nagging." Jie Qifan also got up and walked out, walked seven or eight steps and then suddenly turned back, "Learn math well, as much as you can learn, as good as you can learn, Not just the competition, but the future is also important."

"Hmm..." Li Zheng nodded suspiciously.

This instruction is really simple.

……

Leaving the compound, when Li Zheng was about to leave, he happened to pass by the breakfast stand that the chemical provincial team had frequented before, thinking that his tofu nao was delicious, so he wandered over to order a bowl.

Seeing that Li Zheng's noodles were cooked, the stall owner filled them up with tofu nao and sprinkled more coriander.

Just as he was about to hand it to Li Zheng, Li Zheng suddenly raised his hand and said, "Another 2/3 spoonful of marinade, thank you."

"Oh?" The stall owner added more than half a spoonful for Li Zheng, and said with a chuckle, "Young man, aren't you afraid of being salty?"

"Not salty." Li Zheng took the bowl confidently, "You gave me a lot of tofu and coriander today, if you don't add more marinade, it won't be tasty enough."

Only then did the stall owner notice that it turned out that the amount of seasoning had become a habit. He obviously gave others more tofu, but forgot to match it with the corresponding marinade.

This kind of miscalculation should not have appeared at the old stall.

On the one hand, the stall owner was quite ashamed, but on the other hand, he looked at Li Zheng again and couldn't help but be in awe.

Unexpectedly, this familiar young man is already an old bean curd eater at a young age.

The stall was closing and there were no customers, so the stall owner looked at the young old diner with great interest.

On Li Zheng's side, he sat down with the tofu nao, ordered some spicy oil, picked up a spoon, and slowly took out a whole area that was half spicy and half not spicy.

The stall owner looked at the spoonful of tofu nao and couldn't help nodding in conviction.

Here, the level of eating tofu brains is shown.

On the one hand, if you want to have a uniform taste, you need to stir properly.

But once it is stirred, it will destroy the overall sense of the tofu, and the original smooth tofu brain will become fragmented and tasteless.

For the real old diners, a spoonful of tofu must be a whole piece of tofu, plus just the right stew and spicy oil.

I really didn't see the wrong person.

After Li Zheng took a spoonful comfortably, he pursed his lips happily, then looked at it a little, and took out another spoonful steadily.

After eating three or five spoonfuls like this, the stall owner already showed a happy smile.

Hmph, this kid's attainments are more advanced than imagined.

It should be noted that every spoonful of tofu nao is exquisite, and the seasoning should be evenly distributed.

If there is only white tofu left at the end of the meal, it will lose its taste.

If there are only seasonings left, then the previous experience will not be perfect.

To put it simply, without more than ten years of effort, it is impossible to evenly distribute every spoonful.

If not, it's a math problem.

Assuming that the total amount of bean curd is X cubic centimeters, it takes Y spoonfuls to finish eating, and the size of each spoonful is similar.

Let the total amount of seasoning be Z milliliters.

Then, each spoon corresponds to X/Y cubic centimeters of bean curd and Z/Y milliliters of seasoning.

Add to that the uncertainty of coriander and chili oil.

If you want to achieve perfect distribution, you must introduce calculus and limits.

But even if the calculation is perfect, it still has to face the inaccuracy of human visual inspection and the instability of human hands.

It can be said that the perfect tofu brain, like Euclidean geometry, only exists in abstract theory and cannot be truly realized.

But this does not prevent human beings from pursuing perfection.

For example, the length of 1 centimeter is abstract. Although it cannot be achieved exactly, human beings can continuously improve the accuracy, getting closer and closer to the limit of this accuracy.

At this time, Li Zheng was the challenger to this limit.

Every spoonful of him, in the eyes of the stall owner, is so perfect.

In a blink of an eye, half a bowl of tofu nao was eaten, and the stall owner stared at the situation in the bowl.

The size of the tofu nao was reduced by exactly half.

The thickness of the seasoning was cut in half as well.

perfect...so perfect...

While amazed, a round-faced girl wearing glasses walked to the front of the stall and looked at the bun cages piled high on the steamer.

"Soup bag, the bottom drawer, thank you."

The stall owner knew who it was just by hearing the voice. He shook his head with a smile and took out the basket of steamed buns she had designated: "It's freshly steamed, don't worry, can I have another bowl of soy milk?"

"Ha, you remember it all." The girl took the buns with a smile and carried them to the table behind Li Zheng.

The stall owner poured a cup of soy milk and was also full of admiration for this girl.

If that young man is Lao Doufu Nao, then this girl is Lao Guan Tang Bao.

The knowledge of filling soup dumplings is no less than that of tofu.

The easiest one - be sure to eat freshly steamed.

If it is a steamed bun that has been cooked for a long time and placed on top to keep warm, the skin of the steamed bun may stick to the cage after a long time, and it will break when it is clamped.

For soup dumpling, breaking it is a devastating experience, no less than the destruction caused by filling in the answer sheet with a ballpoint pen during the exam.

Therefore, shrewd diners of soup dumplings must observe the cook's cage arrangement in advance, lock in the latest basket of steamed buns, and cut off the beard when it is just steamed.

The round-faced girl paid the money, took the soy milk, and sat on the seat behind Li Zheng. She pulled out her chopsticks impatiently, caught them in the mouth of a soup dumpling on the edge, and shook them slightly.

The stall owner raised his mouth slightly.

This is not panic, but savoring the time to pursue the limit.

As for the shaking a few times, firstly, it is to loosen the part of the bottom of the soup dumpling that is glued to the cage drawer, so as to reduce the "breakage rate" when the steamed stuffed bun is picked up for a while.

Secondly, it is also to mix the fat and meat filling in the soup bag evenly, so as not to make the soup too greasy.

Sure enough, after shaking a few times, the girl lifted the bag head firmly, and picked up the whole soup bag without leaking a drop.

The following is the most critical step.

The round-faced girl picked up the soup dumpling and didn't rush to eat it. Instead, she put it in a spoon, poked a small hole lightly, then picked up the dumpling, let the soup flow over the spoonful, and then brought the spoon to her mouth side, blowing gently, and finally pursed his mouth to suck it clean.

"Huh..." The girl showed a satisfied expression, and after tasting enough soup, she stuffed the remaining buns into her mouth.

That's it, the core of the soup dumpling is the soup, not the bun.

If you put it in your mouth and chew it, the subject and the verb are reversed, losing the essence of the soup dumpling.

However, this "pour the soup into the spoon" way of eating is not the most perfect.

Could it be because of that?

The stall owner watched suspiciously as the round-faced girl picked up the seventh bun.

This time, instead of putting it in the spoon, she raised her head and held it in her mouth.

coming!

I saw the girl bite lightly, and after biting a gap in the skin, she only sucked up the delicious soup with a "suction".

This is the perfect way to eat.

The girl obviously knows.

I haven't eaten like this before, but because it is too hot, I need to pour it into a spoon and blow it.

But if you wait for it to cool down naturally, there will be an additional risk of the soup bag sticking to the bottom of the cage and breaking the bag.

The seventh one starts to suck, which is basically the best solution.

Looking at the things that have happened in the past century, there are successors on the campus of Ji University, the stall owner smiled gratifiedly and packed up his stall.

Some traditions have long since been subverted.

Some inheritances have only just begun.

Seeing the stall owner close the stall, the man and the woman also accelerated the pace of eating breakfast and handed over the bowls almost at the same time.

Heroes meet at this time.

"Li Zheng?" the round-faced girl said in surprise, "Why are you..."

"You are..." Li Zheng looked at the girl for a long time, and then said a little timidly, "Shen...Sister Shen?"

"Damn, you don't know each other in just a few days?" Shen Yiyun wiped his mouth and scolded, "White-eyed wolf!"

"No... I have a good memory, it's your problem."

"Me?" Shen Yiyun narrowed his eyes, "Hey, just say it when you praise someone for being beautiful~~~"

"Okay, okay...beautiful, too beautiful to recognize."

"Why are you so insincere?"

"Hahaha." The stall owner said with a smile, "I'm ashamed to say that you have become fat. You look good when you are fat."

Shen Yiyun's face turned grim, and he pulled Li Zheng away.

Unbeknownst to the stall owner, this sentence made him lose a hardcore diner forever.

Li Zheng and Shen Yiyun walked all the way to the east gate. After chatting about the recent situation, he learned that the IChO finals had ended. The closing ceremony will start around 4 pm this afternoon, Jijing time, and the ranking will be announced.

"So, do you want to watch the live broadcast together?" Shen Yiyun asked.

"Won't it delay your work and study?"

"Hey, it's still the "May Day" holiday~" Shen Yiyun held Li Zheng with both hands and said, "Come on, come on, don't you want to see Zhou Chenghuan, Shi Yang and the others win the award?"

"That's... quite interesting..." Li Zheng thought for a while and said, "But it's still early, we have nothing to do when we're free, and it's been a long time since we came to Ji University, so we still miss some things."

"for example?"

"A five-kilometer run."

"..." Shen Yiyun stepped back.

"Come on, come on." Li Zheng turned his head and pulled Shen Yiyun up, "Don't give up on yourself, work hard, be strong."

"Isn't it... one kilometer is fine..."