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Chapter 25 You can’t win even if you memorize the answers

There was a hint of confusion on Zhou Siming's face, "Why?"

Chu Shanhe said with a gloomy face: "I'm not partial to Du Zihang just because he is my nephew, but he does have the ability to win the first place. The reason why he wrote a range of that medicine is because he feels that he has a chance to win, so he is careless. gone."

"As for the time, Zihang can also complete the appraisal within 15 minutes. He just abides by the rules of the game more than Lu Chuan and insisted on waiting for an hour."

"So I think the two of them should have another match to decide No.1."

Zhou Siming looked puzzled, "But this Du Zihang is obviously not as good as..."

A referee next to him quickly tugged at Zhou Siming, and said with a smile: "Patriarch Chu is right, the two of them are evenly matched, and there should indeed be another round of competition."

The rest of the referees echoed.

Zhou Siming frowned, obviously dissatisfied with their statement.

You can tell at a glance which of the two is strong and which is weak, and they are evenly matched.

The referee hurriedly approached Zhou Siming's ear and whispered: "Mr. Zhou, don't forget, our competition is sponsored by the Chu family. If the head of the Chu family is dissatisfied, just follow his temper and put him If you get annoyed, we won’t get the sponsorship money.”

Zhou Siming is obviously not ashamed of Chu Shanhe's actions, but they still have many people under their command whose salaries have to be settled, and this sponsorship fee must be obtained, so he can only nod, "Then according to Patriarch Chu's intention, let Let's have a match between the two of them."

Only then did Chu Shanhe's expression soften a bit.

"I don't mean anything else, just to make the game fair and just."

Several referees fell silent, and some even had embarrassed looks on their faces.

Zhou Siming said: "Since the two of them have to compete, let's use the eighteen-flavored medicinal soup as the topic."

"Okay, I'll leave it to you." A referee stood up and left.

Seeing this, Chu Shanhe rolled his eyes, and quickly got up and chased after him, "Old Zhang, what is this eighteen-flavor medicinal soup?"

The referee called Zhang Lao explained with a smile: "It is a medicinal soup made from [-] kinds of medicinal materials of different years and different medicinal properties. They can only judge what medicine is boiled in it according to the taste of the medicinal soup, and The year of the medicine, whoever identifies the most will win."

Chu Shanhe asked: "Then what if the two are identified again?"

Mr. Zhang laughed, "It's absolutely impossible. After so many years, no one has been able to identify all of them accurately. If you can distinguish five or six kinds of medicinal materials and tell the exact year, you are already considered amazing."

Chu Shanhe pondered for a moment and said, "Mr. Zhang, can you tell me about these eighteen medicinal herbs? As a referee, it would be a bit embarrassing if I don't know the title of the competition."

Mr. Zhang was stunned for a moment, but he quickly nodded and agreed, "Okay, I will write down the eighteen herbs and their years."

Chu Shanhe smiled and cupped his hands, "Thank you Mr. Zhang, I will add another [-]% to the sponsorship fee this time."

……

In front of the referee.

The middle-aged man in a mandarin jacket took the microphone and said, "Everyone, the results of this competition have come out. To our great surprise, this time there are actually two contestants who have successfully identified all the hundred herbs. come out."

"So we need to add an extra game, let the two of them decide the final winner!"

Everyone cheered, obviously what they like to watch the most is this kind of duel between two people.

Du Zihang laughed, and murmured: "I didn't expect there to be someone who is as good as me. I don't know which old Chinese doctor with high morals."

The middle-aged man continued: "These two contestants who need to have a final duel are Du Zihang!"

Du Zihang took a step forward confidently, and he knew he must be among the two.

"And...Lu Chuan!"

Everyone looked for Lu Chuan's figure one after another.

"Lu Chuan? Is he the one who ended the game in 15 minutes just now? He actually identified everything correctly?"

"Here I go, I thought he was just here to join in the fun, but I didn't expect he was a big shot!"

"Lu Chuan completed the identification in 15 minutes, while Du Zihang took an hour. This is obviously Lu Chuan's strength. What can be compared?"

……

Du Zihang's face changed wildly, and he immediately turned to look at Lu Chuan, "It's you! It's impossible!"

Lu Chuan shrugged, "Nothing is impossible."

Du Zihang gritted his teeth and looked at Lu Chuan, snorting coldly: "If you can identify them all correctly, I'm afraid there is more luck involved. I will let you understand the gap between you and me in the finals later!"

Lu Chuan smiled, "I will accompany you to the end."

At this time, Chu Shanhe came over, glanced at Lu Chuan indifferently, and said to Du Zihang, "Zihang, come with me."

The two went to a deserted place.

Du Zihang said angrily: "Uncle, that man named Lu Chuan can actually identify them all. This is simply outrageous. How can he be tied with me? I suspect that he bribed the referee. There is definitely a shady story in this game!"

Chu Shanhe turned around, looked at Du Zihang speechlessly, and said, "He's at a higher level than you."

Du Zihang was taken aback, "Uncle, what are you kidding, didn't you say that he is just a low-level person?"

Chu Shanhe sighed and repeated Zhou Siming's words.

Du Zihang was in disbelief and argued: "I... I actually know that the age of that medicine is eight years. I just felt that no one could compete with me, so I casually wrote down a range..."

Chu Shanhe's expression froze, and he skipped the topic directly, saying: "No matter what, Lu Chuan's level is indeed higher than yours, and the No.1 in this competition is related to whether you can get the position of associate professor, so you can't lose. "

He handed a note to Du Zihang.

"This is the answer to the final question. You memorize it. When the final starts, you will tell the answer as soon as possible to let everyone know that you are no worse than Lu Chuan."

Du Zihang's face was full of resignation. He naturally wanted to win against Lu Chuan by relying on his own strength, but in the end he took the note, "I see."

……

After a short rest, the middle-aged man in a mandarin jacket called Lu Chuan and Du Zihang to the crowd.

Du Zihang glanced at Lu Chuan with a complicated expression, took a deep breath, and murmured in his heart: "Even if you are better than me, the first place is still mine in the end, and the network resources are also part of the strength, and I take the first place as it should be." !"

The middle-aged man picked up the microphone.

"Everyone, the finals will begin soon!"

"Please ask the staff to serve up the eighteen-flavor medicinal soup!"

Two staff members came to Lu Chuan and Du Zihang with a bowl of medicinal soup respectively.

The middle-aged man explained what the eighteen-flavor medicinal soup was.

"Whoever can identify the medicinal materials in the Eighteen Flavors Herb Soup the fastest and most accurately will be the winner today. Everyone present is a witness!"

"Not much to say, the finals start now!"

As the middle-aged man's voice fell, Lu Chuan and Du Zihang picked up the medicinal soup respectively.

Du Zihang first sniffed the taste, then tasted it, and immediately frowned.

"This medicinal soup has a weird taste. It is extremely difficult to identify the ingredients in it, let alone determine the year. Fortunately, I already knew the answer in advance."

He glanced at Lu Chuan, with a sneer on his face, "No matter how good this guy is, he will definitely not be able to distinguish this kind of tricky medicinal soup for a while. This time it's my turn to shock everyone!"

After a little pretentious identification, he picked up a pen and began to write on paper.

"Danggui, five years..."

Lu Chuan also picked up the pen at the same time and wrote vigorously.

Du Zihang's face was full of surprise, "This guy can identify it so quickly? It's impossible, he must be putting on an act, I don't believe that I can't compare to him after memorizing the answer!"

He tried to recall the content of the answer and wrote quickly.

Because of the short time to memorize and the nervousness, he couldn't remember the year of some medicinal materials, so he had to recall them for a long time.

Just when he was trying to figure out the year of the No. 12 medicinal materials, Lu Chuan stopped the pen in his hand and said loudly: "I've finished writing it!"

Du Zihang raised his head sharply, looked at Lu Chuan in disbelief, and murmured: "How is this possible! He...his identification speed is faster than my speed of reciting the answer?"

He took a deep breath, looked at Lu Chuan and said to himself: "Although he writes quickly, it may not be correct, and the twelve medicinal materials I wrote must be correct, and the number one must be mine!"

At this time, the middle-aged man came over, collected the papers from both of them, and handed them to Zhou Siming.

After comparing the answers of the two, Zhou Siming showed a happy smile on his face, got up and announced: "The winner is Lu Chuan! The eighteen herbs and the year he wrote are all correct!"

After saying that, he looked at Chu Shanhe with a smile, obviously saying that you, a nephew, are not up to par, so you can't blame us.

Chu Shanhe squinted his eyes, and his back molars were about to be shattered. He really wanted to rush up and slap Du Zihang a few times. He couldn't win even if he was asked to copy the answers. He really couldn't believe that such an idiot could be his nephew!

Lu Chuan looked at Du Zihang with a smile and said, "It seems that the gap between you and me is not small."

Du Zihang couldn't hold back, and roared: "This is impossible! How could your identification speed be faster than mine..."

When the words came to the side, he realized that something was wrong, and quickly shut up.

Lu Chuan stared at him and asked, "What are you memorizing? You can't memorize the answers, right? Probably not. If you can't beat me even if you memorize the answers, how stupid would you be?"

Hearing Lu Chuan's sarcasm, Du Zihang wished he could kill him, but in the end he could only shout helplessly: "Aren't you the No. 1 who broke the competition, and you have nothing to be proud of!"

Then he left in a hurry.

With a joking look on his face, Lu Chuan walked up to Chu Shanhe and asked, "Uncle, do you still want to maintain your prejudice against me now?"

Chu Shanhe stared at Lu Chuan for a while and said, "You are only talented in identifying medicinal materials. This may allow you to live a good life, but it cannot give you the capital to stand on an equal footing with Mengyao."

"Your complacency is still just a joke in my eyes!"

Lu Chuan laughed, cupped his hands and said, "Unexpectedly, Uncle is also a stubborn person, anyway, I still say that, let's wait and see!"

Chu Shanhe's face was gloomy, and he turned angrily and said, "Arrogance! It's unreasonable!"

Lu Chuan felt relieved for a while, but suddenly frowned again. The moment Chu Shanhe turned around just now, he saw the black blood vessels in the opponent's eyes obviously increased and spread rapidly.

(End of this chapter)