The Little Cook's Wealthy Counterattack

The matter of self-confidence has been solved, but what about Jiang Wenjie?

Jiang qianxia is really sad and happy to find a calculation genius. What he likes is the knowledge in the owner's instructions. More and more people can unlock it. Sadly, let him contact these things that should not be developed in this era at all, and it is easy to cause irreversible danger.

Just now, Jiang Wenjie, an ordinary dandy who didn't look much brilliant at first glance, went so far as to explore a particularly frightening way in the fields of physics, chemistry and biology because of his single-minded research strength and much better talent than Jiang qianxia. On the basis of no teacher's ability to teach, he went hand in hand.

From what Qi nuoxian has just translated, Jiang Wenjie has barely touched something deeper in the world. Although he doesn't understand it, he has begun to have doubts.

If primary chemistry is a natural science based on experiments, then advanced chemistry is magic

Jiang qianxia also hesitated to let Jiang Wenjie contact this taboo "magic".

He was biting his nails and tangled. Finally, he came back to his senses. Jiang Wenjie, who found her coming, seemed to be keenly aware of something. He grabbed her and put her on the seat. He stared at her oppressively and trembled.

"Sir, why does the essential oil extracted from lavender have the effect of reducing scars, but other flowers and plants don't? What's in Lavender that other flowers don't have?"

Jiang qianxia, who was pressed on his shoulder, wanted to cry without tears. He couldn't lift his momentum. He could only say with a bitter face: "I only know that lavender essential oil is a universal essential oil, which can not only weaken scars, but also sleep, relieve skin problems, balance water and oil, etc., but what other flowers it doesn't have... I don't know..."

Please, who will buy skin care products and study chemical formula? It's not easy for her to remember the effects, okay!

Jiang Wenjie was not disappointed, but nodded calmly, "well, I know Mr. doesn't know, but Mr. certainly has relevant books. Can you give Wenjie a look and I'll study it myself."

Lin Kai and Wen Linlang laughed unkindly. Jiang qianxia twitched at the corners of his mouth and couldn't see the black eye.

He didn't expect her to answer. He just wanted to ask her for information!

Being "despised" by him, Jiang qianxia simply lay down in his chair, held his hands and hung his eyes, and ran away with small bellied chicken intestines.

"Wenjie, do you do a lot of experiments? Take the copper and iron you usually use for experiments as an example. Do you know what constitutes copper and iron? Do you know that the copper and iron you usually use have impurities?"

Thinking for a moment, Jiang Wenjie looked more solemn, "Mr. Hui, it's Wenjie's first time to think about what copper and iron are made of. The more he thinks about it, the more profound and mysterious he feels. But Wenjie knows that there are impurities in the materials used in the experiment. It's just that the naked eye can't see where the impurities are and can't separate them. It often leads to the inconsistency between the experimental results and the expectations. It's a pity."

It seems that it doesn't make sense not to give him the periodic table. Alas, it's unpredictable. Let's do it first.

With a sigh, Jiang qianxia drove them aside and continued to toss Rouge powder. He took a paper and pen and hid in the corner, burying his head in copying the simple molecular principles that I don't know when to lift the ban.

Although there is not much in general, for example, the periodic table of elements is just a piece of paper, but with some basic explanation for each element above, there is no workload to say.

When he looked up, he looked forward to the last six pairs of eyes full of expectation and with the meaning of urging and monitoring. Jiang qianxia was like a lump in his throat. He was worried about the image of a gentleman who was already few. He could only hold his nose and laugh twice to continue his miserable copying.

As soon as the time turned, it was dusk. It was impossible to see clearly without lighting candles that Jiang qianxia was freed like a prisoner released from prison.

A thick stack of paper was photographed into Jiang Wenjie's arms. When he looked through it hungrily, Jiang qianxia had the cheek to ignore the more ghost like handwriting in the back, and retaliated against the other five curious people.

"Just look at what you're looking at. You can't understand it. Don't be curious."

It was like driving five chickens to the side. Jiang qianxia woke up Jiang Wenjie, who had begun to talk nervously, and told him seriously and carefully.

"The things in your hand can bring eternal blessings, but if you are not careful, you can also destroy thousands of people."

Then Jiang qianxia gave a warning and stared at the five people next to him. He said in a cold voice, "this manuscript will not be reprinted. It will not be reprinted for at least ten years. He can only see things by himself. You'd better forget it."

"As for Linlang, after all, you are too young now. You don't have self-defense skills and are easy to trust others. You shouldn't watch more for the time being."

After thinking about it, Jiang qianxia hesitated and said, "when will your martial arts be similar to ghost one and your age is over 18? If you think about it then, let your senior brother Wenjie teach you."

Wen Linlang looked at the manuscript in Jiang Wenjie's hand greedily and said in a rather wronged voice: "but Sir, senior brother Jiang can't do martial arts..."

Without a positive response, Jiang qianxia only turned to look at Jiang Wenjie and said with a smile, "what would you do if someone tied you and threatened you to harm people with the things on this manuscript?"

"The first choice is to destroy them first with the things taught above, and inform the SIR of the phenomenon of material purchase or experiment. It's really not good. I'll choose to die together."

Jiang Wenjie's answer was serious. He didn't come up like a hot-blooded boy and yelled to save his precious manuscript with death.

He knows his value very well, and he is also very relieved about the leakage of the manuscript - this thing can't even understand Jiang qianxia, who copied it himself, let alone the person who tied him.

Some unconvinced Wen Linlang retreated to one side. He just wanted to die after being caught

He smiled and rubbed Wen Linlang's head. After thinking about it, Jiang qianxia promised his life to the other five people.

"Although this thing can't be shown to you, your own direction is not in mathematics. I'll sort out what suits you in these days. It's the same. I'll only give it to you for the time being. As for whether you want to give it to others, you can decide by yourself."

If six people see that only one person has taken the "secret script", even if they know that it is useless to themselves, some unnecessary resentments will arise.

This is not, as soon as Jiang qianxia wanted to widely distribute the "secret script", the gloom in the hearts of the remaining five people also disappeared. One by one, they smiled happily, turned around and continued to paint.

Looking at their scattered figures, Jiang qianxia returned to the corner with deep resentment and pondered silently - how come when experts in history distributed secret scripts, they had to test each other, and then they were held and picked up before they reluctantly took out the secret scripts.

Now it's her. It's not only a big delivery of secret scripts, but these little rabbits naturally don't say to help transcribe

The world is going down, the heart is not ancient, and morality is declining! Alas, I have to talk to Mr. Cui Maoshan after the holiday to let him strengthen the quality education of students.