Is it true that you can calculate people's hearts in the real teaching? I can also do a little

"Still coming to my store?"

"Where to go then? What other plans do you have?"

"Now that I finally have a break, let's not go back to the store. Let's go somewhere else and have some fun."

"Hmm... that's okay too."

Chapter 106 Himuro Mayu's Strange Thoughts

The real estate agent had no plans to return to his shop, but Long Binjiang had not decided where to go for fun.

The emergence of the campus festival also caused some stores to close voluntarily. I don’t know the reason, so if I really want to talk about fun, I’m a little confused for a while.

Therefore, Long Binjiang chose...

"So you come to bother me?"

Himuro Mayu covered her forehead helplessly, looking at the helpless real estate agent and the grinning Long Binjiang next to him, she knew that this time it was really damn bad.

With these two guys here, how can I carry out my experiment?

"Forget it, let's not do it for now. I'll go get you two something to eat."

Because Himuro Mayu had turned her living room into a laboratory and there was no place to sit, the three of them were now staying in her bedroom.

Although the bedroom was also messy, at least there was a place to sit.

For example, the bed in the ice room.

The real estate agent is now sitting on this bed, feeling its softness.

Bingshi is not good at cleaning, so she never folds her own quilt, and you can still smell some of her fragrance on her bed.

So this is soaked in flavor?

"Don't think too much about it. She's just too lazy to clean so she sprays the house with her special air freshener every day. The smell on the bed can't be dissipated so it stays there."

While Bingshi went to get something, Long Binjiang saw the real estate agent's nose moving, sniffing, and he knew what he was thinking.

"Special air freshener?"

"Well, it has insect repellent and cleaning effects, and the smell is not pungent. It's just a bit expensive, and she doesn't need that few personal points, so she just did it. This air freshener is also sold outside now."

"Um...she researched it?"

"It's a byproduct of my research. When I ran out of funds, I tinkered with it and sold it. Why did you suddenly become curious about this?"

I just went to the ice room to get a drink, so naturally I left quickly and came back quickly. Listening to the two people talking about their own fresheners, I answered them casually.

"Because the agent smelled your bed. Judging from his expression, he must have thought that you didn't wash your sheets and pillowcases, so there was a strong smell on the bed."

"This……"

After hearing what Long Binjiang said, a rare blush appeared on Himuro Mayu's face.

"How could I be so sloppy... I can take a shower and change my clothes and sheets, of course."

As a person with half Russian blood and half Japanese blood, Himuro Mayu has truly inherited the characteristics of people from both places.

In terms of personality, she is more like a Japanese girl, introverted and reserved, so she is socially phobic to the outside world. She is unwilling to contact people every day and uses her cold face to cover up her inner fear.

At the same time, when facing acquaintances, he will become shy for some reason. Only after drinking will he say that his Russian characteristics suppress his Japanese characteristics and he becomes eloquent.

After a slight sigh, the real estate agent took the drink from Bingshi: "After all, I don't know what other air fresheners can have this smell... Not even perfume has this smell."

You can tell at a glance that ordinary air fresheners and perfumes are artificially synthesized scents, and that unnatural smell is very obvious.

Regardless of whether it smells good or not, you can tell it is not natural just by smelling it.

But the faint fragrance emanating from Bingshi's bed made the real estate agent feel that the smell was not that strange, and Bingshi always had a similar smell on his body, so he mistakenly thought that he had been poisoned.

Of course, this may sound a bit harsh, but it is actually not that harsh.

"Because my special air freshener has no smell, it just makes the surrounding smells stronger..."

Bingshi's face turned even redder. It seemed that the real estate agent was right. The smell was not from air freshener, but the remaining smell from Bingshi.

As for why it is so thick...

"I just got up..."

Research has caused Bingshi's biological clock to become very messy. He often eats when he is hungry and sleeps when he is sleepy. Occasionally, when he gets inspiration, he works hard to conquer it, and when he is done, he eats and sleeps again. He has no concept of time at all.

So I rarely see ice houses during this period. It’s always Long Binjiang wandering around there. It turns out my biological clock is messed up…

"Wait, that can of air freshener you gave me..."

"It's just an ordinary air freshener, the smell is just specially made."

"I thought you were going to give me some really good air freshener, but it turns out it's just an ordinary one!"

"Why do you need to be so nice? Don't you know your own room? Do you need someone to deodorize and repel insects?"

That's true. Although Long Binjiang seems carefree, her living habits are much better than those of the real estate agent.

The real estate agents were amazed at how clean and tidy my house is. Sometimes it may look messy because I am too lazy to clean or too busy, but usually the house is very clean.

Originally, he thought that Long Binjiang's family taught him that "those who achieve great things do not care about trivial matters", but Long Binjiang also gave an answer at that time.

She was raised as a girl at first, so she was taught to be clean and tidy from a young age. But because her brothers always bullied her when she was young, she took the initiative to practice martial arts so that she could beat her brothers.

As a result, her brothers began to regret it when they grew up, but regret was completely useless. Who told them to be so naughty when they were young that Long Binjiang also started practicing martial arts?

“This drink tastes good.”

After taking a sip of the drink, the real estate agent picked up the cup and tried to see what brand it was.

As a result, all he could see was a plastic bottle in his hand, nothing more.

"I made it myself, as long as it tastes good."

"It's really good... Sister Moyou, do you know how to mix drinks?"

"Hey, don't think that your sister Moyou only knows this. She knows a lot more, especially her cooking skills. I still find that Beaker Ramen interesting... mmmmmm."

"Shut up, no one thinks you're dumb!"

Seeing Himuro Mayu panicking and covering Long Binjiang's mouth, the real estate agent couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

This……

"Speaking of which, Sister Moyou, you use a beaker to cook noodles... Aren't you afraid that it won't be clean enough to do the experiment?"

"Um...Agent, you don't think she's short of beakers here, do you? That beaker is specifically used for cooking... Uh-huh!"

Okay, the real estate agent almost understands.

But then again, since you use a beaker to cook, can't you buy a pot?

It turns out that the real estate agent cannot understand the thinking of a science girl.

Chapter 107: So why are your kitchen utensils so weird?

“So that’s why I choose to cook in a beaker.”

Mayu Himuro didn't have lunch. She had just woken up and after a quick wash, she was ready to cook. The real estate agent happened to be there, so she demonstrated to him how to cook noodles in a beaker.

As for the beaker... of course it was found from the equipment nearby. The bottles and jars of all sizes made the real estate agent at a loss for words.

Is that a dropper? Is that a beaker? Is that a graduated bottle? How come all of these are used for cooking?

Himuro Mayu is not good at using a scale when cooking. She always uses a dropper to put the sauce into the beaker, which makes the real estate agent feel very dissatisfied.

"It may seem troublesome, but it is actually the best way to control the amount of seasoning. I won't put too much or too little. I have no problem with the saltiness of the dish."

"I admit this. Although I also thought it was problematic when I first saw her doing this, the food she cooks is actually pretty good."

Beside her, Long Binjiang also explained the situation for her: "But the problem is that you can't put a lot of instruments in the kitchen in the future, right? Moyou, you should practice cooking with a normal pot when you have nothing to do."

"I reject."

Bingshi rejected Long Binjiang's proposal. She took out a stirring stick and began to stir the water in the beaker: "It's a waste to use such a big pot to cook, and the effect of the small pot is not as good as my beaker. I refuse."

Unlike Bingshi and Long Binjiang, her appetite is really small. She even once said that her appetite is only the size of a fist and she can't eat much.

But I can drink a lot of alcohol, and it always feels magical.

"Will eating ramen every day not be nutritious enough? Otherwise, I'll go back to the house and cook something."

The real estate agent standing nearby was concerned about something else. He was more concerned about whether the food in the ice house was nutritious enough.

"And I didn't expect that you would cook noodles like this when you're busy with research. It seems that I have to make some adjustments to your three meals in the future."

"Eh? Why did you suddenly bring this up?"

Bingshiro didn't expect the house's reaction to be so strange. Why did he pay attention to his eating problems?

"Why do I feel like you, the agent, are just like my mother?"

"Hmm... maybe it just suddenly occurred to me. I will prepare it for you later if I cook."

"Ah, that's not necessary. My waking hours are very irregular. Even if you cook, the food will get cold and won't taste good."

"That's more nutritious than just boiled noodles, right?"

"It's okay, I'll just add two more leaves and an egg."

As Bingshiro spoke, she took out the lettuce and eggs that had been stored in the refrigerator and put them into the beaker.

“I don’t think the nutrition is enough.”

"Okay, agent, don't worry. We still have Gui Longyuan and I. You don't have to worry about Bingshi's nutrition."

Seeing that the real estate agent was still planning to argue about this, Long Binjiang hurried over and laughed it off, asking them not to mention the matter for the time being.

Although I know that the real estate agent is doing this for the good of Bingshi, it's inevitable that people will feel unhappy when they keep talking about this kind of thing.

So let’s not talk about this kind of thing. Besides, she is watching here too. If anything really happens, she will take care of it.

"Okay... then don't let yourself down."

"Don't worry, don't worry. You guys go in and stay there first. I'll be fine in a moment."

After waving his hand, Bingshi continued to cook diligently here, and the real estate agent was pushed into the house by Long Binjiang.

When they returned to the house, the two sat on the bed again. The real estate agent seemed quite distressed: "Although we came here to play, it seems that there is nothing to do."

"Of course there is. Ding ding ding~ Look what this is?"

I don't know where Long Binjiang took out a stack of playing cards from. She smiled at the real estate agent and said, "How about playing poker?"

"Play poker... just the two of us?"

"Yeah, there are a lot of ways to play poker between two people."

There are indeed many ways to play two-player poker, and many of them have very simple rules.

For example, making ten, half past ten, catching turtles, counting 24, etc., these can all be said to kill a lot of time.

So the two of them took advantage of the fact that Bingshi was cooking and they were playing here one by one.

Ten is a game where one player plays a card and the other player takes the card. The card played by the latter player must add or subtract the value of the card played by the former player to ten points. The two players take turns to play cards, and the winner puts the cards next to him/her. The winner will compare the cards with the most cards in the end.

Half past ten is a simplified version of blackjack, except that face cards count as half a point. Whoever's cards are closest to half past ten wins.

To catch the turtle, you prepare a set of cards in pairs. One of the cards is exposed and placed aside, which is called the turtle card. The remaining cards are held in a pile by each player. The player with fewer cards draws the cards in the hands of the player with more cards to see who can catch the turtle card.

To calculate 24, 52 cards are shuffled and then divided equally between two people. Each side plays 4 cards to each other. The four numbers must equal 24 after addition, subtraction, multiplication and division. If one side cannot do it, that side will skip this round. The process continues until someone has played all the cards or both sides cannot do it. Then the calculation will be carried out to see who has fewer cards wins.

There are many ways to play, and they are very diverse. Even when the ice house owner has finished cooking or eating and comes back halfway through the game, the two are still playing.

"Hey, let's go, it's almost evening, let's go have a meal and have some drinks."

Long Binjiang glanced at the time. It was almost time to rest, so she put the cards away and raised her eyebrows at Bingshi: "I remember that you haven't been very busy with your research recently, right? Let's go out and have a rest. You didn't come out to play at the campus festival this time."

"Indeed, after all, the school festival is just like that, nothing new."

For Bing Shi, opening a shop was meaningless. She didn't have the ability or the mind to do so, so she simply didn't plan to go out shopping. She would do research when she woke up every day, sleep when she was sleepy, work more when she had inspiration, and work less when she had no inspiration.

Anyway, when people are on the verge of death, they will have a lot of inspiration.

"Since you're not going to the school festival, you should go to this meat feast. Let's go, let's eat and have fun together!"

"I understand, but let me change my clothes first! Hey, stop pulling me!"

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The real estate agent couldn't help but curl up his lips as he watched the two people playing and frolicking there.