novelden Chapter 1041 Question 3
Chapter 1041 Question 3
Chapter 1041 Question 3
Ye Changqing looked at the man speechlessly. He was just waiting for the No. 15 bus. Seeing his enthusiasm for sales, he dealt with him casually, then waited for the bus to come and left.
I didn't expect the other party to be so serious and even ask questions.
He became even more impatient: "Is this a test?"
The middle-aged man said seriously, "It's not a test. This isn't a test. I just want to see if you remember which kind of milk you chose."
Ye Changqing frowned and even asked. Just as he was about to drive this annoying guy away, a little boy waiting for the bus next to him suddenly spoke up: "I choose the last one. The longer the shelf life, the less likely it is to break.
It's such a simple, easy answer, but uncle didn't know it."
Ye Changqing showed a bitter smile on his face. This kid actually laughed at him.
blah blah~
He took three steps back, putting some distance between the middle-aged man and the child.
He came here today to find the successor of "Mojing" and had important business to attend to. He didn't have time to play these games with someone who looked a little abnormal.
The middle-aged man smiled and said to the child, "Little boy, you made the wrong choice. You should have chosen fresh milk."
The child raised his little face and snorted proudly, "You guessed wrong. Fresh milk spoils easily. My mother always chooses milk with a long shelf life when visiting relatives. She says that if the shelf life is too short, it will spoil when it is delivered to relatives.
It is impolite to visit relatives with spoiled milk."
The middle-aged man said righteously, "Kid, you're wrong. Fresh milk has a short shelf life, but it doesn't contain preservatives. Those with a shelf life of one week, forty-five days, or even three months have all been processed with technology and hard work."
And the longer it's been, the more things are added, and those things are not good for people and can easily make people sick."
The child snorted angrily: "You guessed wrong, my mother can't be wrong, hum..."
After saying that, he turned and ran towards his mother on the platform.
Seeing this, the middle-aged man stepped forward quickly and said, "Little boy, don't go. Your mother is wrong... Don't go..."
At this time, a bus arrived at the station, and the child's mother picked up the child and got on the bus.
The middle-aged man chased the mother and child all the way to the bus door and shouted at the mother and child who had already boarded the bus: "You can't buy milk that's three months old. You must not buy it. You must buy fresh milk.
The long-lasting ones are unhealthy.”
Click~ The bus door closed and then slowly drove away from the platform.
The middle-aged man shouted a few words at the bus, and only sighed unwillingly after the bus drove away.
Turning back to see Ye Changqing, he quickly walked up to Ye Changqing and said, "You haven't told me your answer yet. Which kind of milk do you choose?"
Ye Changqing was speechless, and was pestered by this guy again: "What on earth do you do?"
The middle-aged man smiled and said, "I'm doing free publicity."
Ye Changqing carefully observed the expression on the man's face. He looked normal, but his clothes were a bit worn and dirty. He felt that he had some mental problems.
Otherwise, we wouldn’t do this kind of publicity for free.
He tried to judge from the expression on the man's face whether he was mentally ill, but after watching for a long time, he couldn't see anything wrong. He asked in confusion, "Free publicity, what are you eating?"
The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Let's not talk about this. Let's ask the question from before. You choose milk..."
Ye Changqing didn't wait for him to finish and quickly gave the answer: "Fresh milk!"
The middle-aged man nodded and said, "Correct. For the second question, there are two kinds of garlic. One kind wilts after three to five days, while the other kind is bought from the supermarket and refrigerated.
After a month, it still looks fresh.
Which one do you buy?
Ye Changqing answered almost without hesitation: "The kind that wilts after just three to five days."
The middle-aged man was a little surprised: "You actually got the answer right."
Ye Changqing was speechless. If you think about this kind of question for a while, you will know the answer.
The middle-aged man held up three fingers: "Question three..."
Just then, bus No. 15 arrived at the station.
Ye Changqing interrupted the middle-aged man: "Sorry, my bus is here."
After saying hello, Deng Guanghui rushed onto the No. 15 bus.
The bus started and slowly left the station. Ye Changqing felt much more relieved after escaping from the middle-aged man, but he still couldn't help looking for the middle-aged man through the window.
Unexpectedly, the man chased after the bus and shouted at him: "There are four flavors of strawberries: milk, chocolate, taro, and rose. Which one do you choose?"
Ye Changqing was annoyed by the question and replied, "It tastes like milk."
The middle-aged man immediately shouted: "Wrong, your answer is wrong, it's too wrong, the real answer... I'm telling you... listen carefully... it's..."
Ye Changqing was very curious about the real answer, but the driver suddenly honked the horn and left quickly.
He didn't hear a single word of the middle-aged man's answer.
He turned to Deng Guanghui who was standing next to him and asked, "Do you know...what it tastes like?"
Deng Guanghui looked depressed: "All four are similar. It depends on personal preference. Taro is a plant root, rose is a flower, milk is animal milk, and chocolate seems to be artificially processed.
It’s hard to choose four.”
It's even classified?
Ye Changqing realized that Deng Guanghui was more in-depth than he thought, but even if he thought a lot, he still had no clue.
The bus stopped and started, and there were fewer and fewer people on the bus, and soon it arrived at the terminal.
Ye Changqing didn't expect the answer, so he got out of the car and asked Deng Guanghui: "Where does the navigation take us?"
Deng Guanghui pointed to the south and said, "Go fifty meters along this road, then turn right and enter a residential area."
Ye Changqing was about to leave when an old man suddenly came over and handed him a leaflet: "Live a healthy life and read the dietary guidelines. Come on, read this and you can prolong your life and strengthen your body."
As he spoke, he stuffed it directly into Ye Changqing's hand.
Ye Changqing took a glance and was about to refuse when he suddenly realized that the flyer was the same as the one the middle-aged man gave him before getting on the bus.
The words of refusal came to his lips, but he swallowed them back, took the flyer and looked for content about strawberries.
After reading carefully, I found that the leaflet only contained dietary precautions.
I quickly found out about the precautions for eating strawberries. It turns out that milk-flavored, chocolate-flavored, taro-flavored, and rose-flavored ones are all inedible.
There is only one kind that can be eaten, the original strawberry.
Seeing this answer, Ye Changqing shook his head. It turned out that the real answer was not in the question at all, but outside the question.
The old man smiled and said, "This one talks about diet. Take a look, you'll definitely benefit a lot." Ye Changqing suddenly became curious: "Who ordered the distribution of the flyers?"
The old man smiled and said, "Xia Macheng, a man named Xian Macheng asked me to post it."
Xia Macheng?
Ye Changqing was surprised. This time his mission was to find a man named Xia Macheng and get the "Mojing" from him.
It turned out to be this person who asked to distribute the flyers. He immediately became interested in this person: "Who is Xia Macheng? Why did he ask you to distribute this flyer?"