Starting with the flesh-based stimulant

Faced with Jiang Qi's question, Zhou He was also a little confused.

He knew perfectly well that his mind was clear, but he was still confused.

After staring at Jiang Qi for a couple of seconds, Zhou He couldn't help but turn away. He struggled to find the right words before finally suppressing a laugh and whispering:

"Did I really teach you this?"

Jiang Qi was very serious, with a hint of indignation as if he had been fooled:

"After you finished speaking yesterday, Chen Hai and I spent half the night thinking about it."

"You said Pan is good-looking, so I'll wear my best white suit."

"I can't really express the donkey thing, but Deng, you told me to have money and to buy gifts, so I bought those two huge bouquets of flowers."

"The last little one, you told me it meant clown, to make Yao Yao happy, so I even had someone do my makeup."

"As for what you mean by 'idle,' haven't I been by Yao Yao's side the whole time?"

Why is she being so dismissive of me today?

Zhou He coughed lightly and gave Yao Yao a look, the meaning of which was probably that she was in for a rough time with this lively character.

Yao Yao put her hand to her forehead, speechless, and exchanged a pleading look with Zhou He.

She wanted Zhou He to hurry up and persuade Jiang Qi.

Honestly, after seeing Jiang Qi's performance today, Yao Yao suddenly felt that his previous self was actually quite acceptable...

Zhou He coughed lightly again, suppressing his laughter, and slowly said to Jiang Qi:

"You're being too hasty, and your approach is somewhat superficial."

He whispered his analysis into Jiang Qi's ear, and Jiang Qi nodded repeatedly, looking enlightened. Eventually, he couldn't resist anymore and dragged Chen Hai and the other man out of the lab, and no one knows what they did next.

After the three of them ran out, Yao Yao spoke with a hint of reproach:

"Senior, you shouldn't tease him like that."

Zhou He was somewhat speechless, but patiently explained:

"What I told him was true; it's just that this person, in terms of comprehension..."

At this point, Yao Yao didn't know what else to say.

She knew her childhood sweetheart all too well, as well as his two inseparable companions.

Even if three people were put together, they wouldn't have a single brilliant mind.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore," Zhou He said, not wanting to dwell on it any longer.

"Did you finish the meat from yesterday?"

Yao Yao nodded and pulled out a cabinet from behind her. Only then did Zhou He realize that although the laboratory seemed to have walls on all four sides, it actually had many hidden mechanisms.

The big head from yesterday was lying in the cabinet; it didn't look any different.

"Senior, you said you would use his travel expenses, so after I weighed them, I didn't offer them to the Buddha."

Zhou He nodded his thanks to Yao Yao, then waved his hand, indicating that she should do the experiment herself.

Walking up to the cabinet, Zhou He took out the knife from the iron box on his chest and gently placed it against the piece of meat.

Then I slowly closed my eyes, and it was like watching a movie, with many fragments of memories unfolding in front of me.

Zhou He didn't know if this was a characteristic of his own eyesight or a special feature brought about by his two professions, but he was not shocked by the other party's memories as Dai Liangxuan had said.

He simply received the memories like a bystander.

There's not much to say about Da Tou's memories: a normal birth, a normal diagnosis of hydrocephalus, a normal upbringing, and helping his mother sell fruit.

Then one day, it appeared normally in the fish tank.

Zhou He heard two clinking sounds, which meant that the travel money had been deposited into his account.

He carefully considered the situation and realized that the travel expenses brought by domestic meat were indeed far less than those brought by wild meat.

If he wants to elevate his profession from a meat carrier to a more respectable one and become a butcher, he'll probably need to eat about ten more pieces of meat like this.

He frowned, a feeling of disgust welling up inside him, but he quickly suppressed it.

In any case, he didn't want to be meat anymore.

Even becoming a knife to cut flesh is better than lying on a chopping board.

Leaning quietly against the offering table, Zhou He once again sorted out what he had seen and heard that day and the information he had received in the past two days.

His expression grew increasingly relaxed, he reached up to adjust his hat, and spoke softly:

"When the water is murky, it's easier to catch fish."

Yao Yao frowned and looked at Zhou He. Zhou He shook his head at her, then turned and walked out of the laboratory.

Following Ga Gouwa back to Yongqiang Guesthouse, the owner, Yongqiang, was neither listening to the tape recorder nor hiding behind the counter pretending to sleep.

Instead, he sat upright behind the counter, holding an old abacus, muttering to himself as he calculated.

He didn't greet the two of them when they returned.

Zhou He returned to his room and spread out the newspaper, which reported that a grand wine and spirits fair would be held a week later.

The venue is the same square where I met Ga Gouwa today.

The event will feature opera troupes, circuses, and numerous itinerant merchants, making it a major annual commercial event in Jincheng.

After reading the newspaper, I went to bed.

The next day, he went outside the city and carried back a small piece of meat.

But Zhou He did not feel relaxed just because the meat was small. Feeling tired, confused, and lost were the only feelings he had while carrying the meat.

Instead of taking him along the road in the square, Ga Gouwa took him to Jincheng University via another route.

When Yao Yao bumped into the group of four at the school gate, her expression turned even more unpleasant.

Once they arrived at the laboratory, Zhou He deduced from the smells of oil lamps and incense that Yao Yao seemed to think he was intentionally bullying Jiang Qi.

He was somewhat speechless, turned to look at Jiang Qi, and, finding nothing amiss, gave him a questioning look. Jiang Qi chuckled and said:

"Senior, didn't you say you wanted Yao Yao to see my love for her?"

"and then?"

Zhou Hui was also a little curious; what kind of trouble had this kid gotten into this time?

Jiang Qi, somewhat embarrassed, tried to pull Zhou He out of the lab, but Zhou He shook his head at him. Yao Yao then spoke up at the opportune moment:

"It's okay, you can just tell your senior about all the stupid things you did."

Jiang Qi chuckled twice, pulled Zhou He away and led him to a corner of the laboratory. He glanced back and saw Yao Yao intently observing the newly arrived meat with her head down. A little embarrassed but also showing off, he slowly took off his clothes.

Jiang Qi has fair skin, and at this moment, he has two bright red roses tattooed on his left chest, with the words "Yao Yao" written in the center of the roses.

A long straight line was drawn below Yao Yao's name.

Zhou He was somewhat shocked and once again looked into Jiang Qi's eyes.

He doesn't look like someone with an intellectual disability at all.

He then looked at the other two.

Is there a cluster effect to stupidity?

"Senior," Jiang Qi said with a hint of pride, "I designed this straight line below; it means I will always love Yao Yao."

"Snap"

In front of the offering table, Yao Yao slapped her forehead hard.