According to a scientist's research, our ancestors evolved from a group of monkeys. However, a group of beasts with low IQs also know shame. For example, they always know how to cover their key parts with leaves and animal skins until Later, the great ancestors invented clothes. The original function of clothes was to cover up shame rather than for beauty.
However, in Wang Busheng's opinion, Liu Mei looks more beautiful without clothes than with clothes. Liu Mei's figure is not very strong. After all, she does not exercise much, but she is fair, as fair as milk, which is also very attractive. Even Pure men are a bit envious even if they don't die.
"Well, Master, we are all men, there is no need for that, and the room is too hot, so it would be better if we don't wear clothes." Liu Mei explained that it is hot in the summer, and there is a stove in the room, so it is like the Flame Mountain. Pretty much, who can stand it with clothes on?
"Uh, okay"
Wang Bushi took out the things he took from Fu Jiafang, handed them to Liu Mei, and said, "Look what this is."
Liu Mei took it, watched it carefully under the light, and smelled it carefully, but did not taste it with her mouth. After all, trying something unfamiliar with your mouth was tantamount to courting death.
"Master, you are testing me on purpose. Isn't this just limestone? It's very common."
"Well, I guessed it so quickly. I am worthy of having studied in a beautiful country. I am very knowledgeable. Guess what the use of this thing is?"
"Build a house".
"No, make money."
In Wang Bu's limited chemical knowledge, Wang Bu's death still knew that the smoke created by the wealthy party was gaseous carbon dioxide. It is what we commonly call dry ice. It is formed by condensation of carbon dioxide under cooling and pressure. Under natural conditions, it will directly sublimate into gaseous carbon dioxide. The sublimation of dry ice requires a lot of heat, so a large amount of surrounding water vapor liquefies into small water droplets, and a large number of small water droplets float in the air to form clouds and mist.
It is still a bit difficult to add carbon dioxide directly into drinks. After all, the current technology is not up to it. Wang Busheng just wants to test the feasibility of Fu Jia Yifang's method and pave the way for the next step of product development.
Liu Mei was confused. Could it be that the young master planned to enter real estate and build a house? As far as Liu Mei knew, the only use of this limestone was to build houses. Of course, Liu Mei had no religious beliefs and did not know the Taoist priests of the older generation. I often use this thing to make elixirs.
"Master, how do you make money from this thing? As far as I know, house prices in Songjiang Prefecture are quite high now, but there are too few people who can afford them, so it is still difficult to make money by building a house." Liu Mei explained that Songjiang Prefecture is also a developed coastal county with a large population, but like all places, 99% of the wealth is in the hands of one percent, and this one percent People don’t buy houses all day long, so building a house to make money is not feasible, at least not now.
"Young master, I am the kind of person who makes money by speculating in house prices. The most important thing in life is to have a conscience." Don't buy a house if you have money, and don't sell food if you don't have money. This is an old saying left by our ancestors. The high-ranking officials of the 21st century Housing prices have killed so many people. Some people have no love because of it. It takes generations to struggle for several lifetimes just for that piece of land. Wang Budie disdains to rely on real estate to make a fortune.
"Master, what do you mean?"
Wang Fu couldn't help but closed the door. After all, this was also a secret, "Look at me."
Take out some limestone and put it into a pot to burn in Huolu Mountain. Sure enough, the working people are working hard. They have to keep the stove burning on such a hot day. Wang Bushu couldn't help but take off his clothes. Compared with Liu Mei's figure, Wang The immortal figure is much more attractive. The body is bronzed and the muscles are bulging. It is definitely the kind of thing that beautiful girls like.
As the temperature continues to rise, the limestone in the pot continues to get smaller and smaller until it finally disappears.
Liu Mei was confused, could the young master be performing magic.
Wang Busi slapped his head and said, "Damn it, I forgot how to collect carbon dioxide."
"Master, what are you talking about? There is carbon dioxide in the air, and it is difficult to collect it," Liu Mei said.
Liu Mei's words still make sense. After all, carbon dioxide is a colorless, odorless and invisible gas that people cannot see with their eyes.
How to collect carbon dioxide is another problem. Can't we use sacks? It seems that we have to go through the old path of our predecessors and create colored glaze first. Wang Bushi had to admit that this experiment failed, and the time traveler was not omnipotent.
"Haha, Master, let me joke to you again. Remember, no one can tell what happened tonight."
"Yes, yes, God knows and the earth knows that you know and I know, even if you beat me to death, I won't tell you," Liu Mei promised steadfastly.
"It's getting late. I'm going back to rest. You should also rest early." The experiment failed. I can only look for other ways. The Great Wall was not built in a day. Wang is not discouraged or discouraged. Failure is success. Damn it from now on. Just try a few more times.
"Yes, yes, I will take a rest after boiling another pot of sugar."
When I opened the door, a cool breeze came to my face. The air was fresh, and the air without so much pollution still smelled good. Cicadas chirped and unknown birds chirped. The lives of the animals were not affected, and they lived a peaceful life. A carefree life.
Hearing a sound breaking through the air in the yard, Wang Busheng turned around and saw a beautiful girl in fluttering white clothes practicing her sword. It is said that white is the most popular color for clothing, and it can be said that it will never go out of style.
One moment he leaped into the air, the next he raised his sword and pointed at the moon, switching his left hand to his right hand, and his right hand to his left hand. It was a great time to play. This person was none other than the killer sister Leng Bingbing.
Lengbingbing's daily life is also very regular. He gets up in the morning and practices swordplay for a while. During the day, he either stays with Wang Busheng or helps Liu Mei and Bai buy black dogs and make jelly beans. Life is very monotonous and very busy.
It is estimated that the last assassination incident of Daming Yidianlu hit Leng Bingbing, and now Leng Bingbing practices for a while every night. Women should not only make beautiful vases, but also make vases that can kill people.
"Okay, okay, it's so beautiful. Sister Leng, are you tired? I'll give you a shoulder squeeze." Wang Bushi couldn't help but clapped his hands and cheered.
Leng Bingbing sheathed her sword and turned to look at Wang Busui, then turned her head again and asked, "Why are you not wearing any clothes?"
"Uh" Wang Bushit lowered his head. Sure enough, he was only wearing underpants. Because of the heat just now, Wang Bushit took off his clothes like Liu Mei did and forgot to put them on when he came out. "I just came out of Liu Mei's place and forgot to put them on." .
"Both of you are shameless." He put the sword back to his waist, leaving Wang Bushit with a confused look on his face, and walked away coldly.
"Um, do I need to explain something?" Wang Busheng was very distressed. As an adult boy, it was time to become a real man. Compared to some students, Wang Busheng felt that he was too clean and self-sufficient.
The trick is to climb out of the window and the king would not have the courage to do so. After all, his wife has a sword in her hand.
Lying on the bed, I recalled every bit of my time in this world. Everything went smoothly. I also made some money and had a few friends. I don’t know where I can rank in the history of time travel. To expand my territory, Wang The king is afraid of death, but he has no chance. Getting promoted and making a fortune may be far away, but getting rich is just around the corner. The most important thing for a person is to be down-to-earth. You have to eat one bite at a time and walk step by step. If you eat too fast, you will choke to death. If you walk too fast, you will die of pain. Well, it will hurt to death if you hold on to your balls.
Therefore, Wang Bushit didn’t want to become a prince or prime minister, but only wanted to do a good job in his small business. Now the sales of sesame balls and jelly beans are basically stable. If his proposal can be successfully completed by the wealthy party, jelly beans will be sold in small villages and alleys. Damn it, for Wang Busheng, this is definitely an opportunity to become rich and powerful.
Wealth in the world is always reserved for hard-working people, such as Wang Busheng. Although everyone is tired every day, everyone gets up early, Liu Mei cooks, white cats and black dogs load the goods, and deliver the goods after dinner. , the white cats and black dogs are still very relaxed every day, and after delivering the goods, it doesn’t delay them to take a bath to relieve their fatigue.
Since the successful development of the ever-improving white sugar, everyone’s food has become much richer every day. It is also because of the emergence of white sugar that everyone has money. From the original desire to eat chicken every day, it has been sublimated to being able to eat delicious food every day. The high pursuit of the ultimate good chicken. Of course, white cats and black dogs have realized their dream of eating chicken and sleeping chicken every day.
Eating well has risen to eating well, so it is a big test for Liu Mei, who is in charge of the chef. Therefore, Liu Mei has to go to various hotels and restaurants to do odd jobs whenever she has time. It does not matter whether she makes money or not, the main thing is In order to learn, now Liu Mei's cooking skills have to admit that her level is higher than her own.
The food was ready, and everyone gathered around the table to eat. There were not so many rules here in Wang Bu Shei, so they ate together and cleared the table coldly. Leng Bingbing doesn't have the arrogance of a princess who doesn't eat the fireworks of the world and doesn't touch the beauty of the world. There are no useless people around Wang Busheng, and everyone has their own value.
Everyone was quite busy at work, so they sat down at the table and started eating. However, Wang Bushi always felt that something was missing. It wasn't until he saw the wealthy party that Wang Bushi thought of his young apprentice Zhu Wuqi, and asked, "Master, little one." Where did Zhu go?"
"Are you talking about the child Wu Yu? He hasn't gotten up yet. It's normal for children to sleep in. Just leave some food for him." The wealthy party replied.
Wang Bushit was ashamed. It seemed that Xiao Zhu was about the same age as him. Why couldn't he pretend to be young and cute and sleep in?
Seeing Fu Jia's high-spirited appearance, Wang Budie thought evilly, could it be that Xiao Zhu had also been poisoned by his master? He looked at Liu Mei again, could it be that this old man likes white and fat cabbage?
Evil people always want everyone to be as ugly as themselves, instead of begging to be as beautiful as them. Wang Budie is a person who is evil in his heart. He who is evil does not want anything.
After everyone finished eating, Zhu Wuyu slowly walked out of the room. When he saw everyone's eyes full of apology, he said, "I rested too late last night and didn't wake up in the morning."
For a new colleague, Liu Mei and the white cat and black dog showed infinite tolerance and understanding.
"Haha, Xiao Zhu is young and growing, so it's okay to sleep more."
"Yes, yes, sleeping more will be good for your health,"
"Beautiful women sleep, and so do handsome men. Look at me, Xiaozhu. This is the result of more rest." Everyone guessed right. This self-proclaimed person is Black Dog.
A man who always thinks he is the most handsome man in the world.
While they were eating, Wang Bushit couldn't stand anyone trying to show off his coolness in front of him. "Black Dog, can you show some respect? If Master is the only one here, it's okay for you to say this. Didn't you see that Liu Mei is still here?"
"I, ah haha, how can I not be as good-looking as the young master? You are not even worthy of one of the young master's toes." Liu Mei was coy, with a look of flattery on her face.
"Well, this is the Liu Mei I know. When did she learn to be such a morally corrupt flattery? Could it be that those who are close to red are red and those who are close to ink are black? They must have been led astray by these two bad guys, the white cat and the black dog. But Liu Mei, who likes to tell the truth, is still very cute," Wang Busheng thought happily.
Suddenly, the rich man put down his job and asked in a very unkind tone, "Wang Busheng, what do you mean by that? How can I be uglier than a black dog?"
Black Dog was hurt and his heart was broken into pieces.
Turning to look at Zhu Wuyi, "Xiao Zhu, who do you think is better-looking, me or Wang Busheng?"
Zhu Wuyi was in a dilemma. He had to say that this was a question. One was the master and the other was the master's master. Either answer would make his death very difficult.
"Say, I think you are the most honest, you will not lie, you are not afraid, speak your answer boldly, and I will make the decision for you." The wealthy party induced him.
This is tantamount to your current girlfriend asking you what is worse about you than your ex-girlfriend, what will you change, etc. This is tantamount to seeking death. Anyone who believes this is a fool.
Although he has little experience in dealing with things, Zhu Wuyi is self-taught in talking about people's words and ghosts.
"Both the master and the master's master look better than me."
