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Chapter 415

After settling Sun Qingning, Fu Yu turned around and left.

When he returned to his house and took the key to open the door, he directly started the practical class on in-depth taste development teaching.

This change of scene made Fu Yu feel like he was in a dream.

The style is luxurious and spacious, and the gorgeous crystal chandeliers on the ceiling reflect dreamy and colorful light from every angle. Gorgeous European tables and chairs, and a large dining table that can accommodate many people, are all painted in pure white, emitting light everywhere.

It exudes an aristocratic atmosphere, and the dazzling array of dishes and dishes on the table dazzles people’s eyes and moves their index fingers.

Even the figure who had just made a move after a disagreement had put on a high-end waiter's uniform with dedication.

Fu Yu followed him to the dining table and sat down.

As soon as I sat down, an electronic prompt sounded in my ears the next second:

[Ding! The in-depth taste development teaching practice class has started.]

[Taste in-depth development teaching class: first lesson teaching objectives]

[Knowledge and skills: Understand the olfactory organs and taste organs, and know the relationship between taste and smell]

[Process and method: Experience the process of smell and taste perception, and explore ways to obtain information through smell and taste]

[Discover the correct way to smell: smell the oranges on the plate, do you smell a smell?]

As the electronic beep ended, the figure who had been standing next to him suddenly started to move.

It picked up a plate and handed it over. There was an orange with a smooth and plump skin.

Fu Yu reached out and picked up the orange and smelled it.

Very refreshing smell.

The electronic beep sounded again:

[Scratch the orange peel. Is the smell stronger, lighter, or almost the same?]

In the next second, the figure took a knife and cut the orange peel open and handed it to Fu Yu.

Fu Yu: "

This in-depth taste development training is really a bit hard to describe.

Who has never tasted this orange? How can he not know what it tastes like?

However, knowing the nature of urine in the system, Fu Yu didn't wait for the figure to bring the orange to his eyes, and hurriedly took it, smelled it, and replied seriously: "The smell is stronger.

The electronic beep continued:

[If the smell is stronger, what do you think is causing it?]

Fu Yu: “!’

It's as strong as it gets.

Why?

No matter why!

Fu Yu didn't answer for a long time.

At this time, the figure suddenly scratched the orange peel with a knife and handed it to Fu Yu again.

Fu Yu looked at the oranges in front of him without words.

It seems that if he can't give a satisfactory answer to the system today, he will have to keep smelling oranges here. It's only when the book is used that you will regret less!

Fu Yu racked his brains to think of the answer.

"Because the orange peel is broken and the exposed area is larger?"

[Ding! Wrong answer!]

"Because the cells of the orange have burst, so the flavor explodes?"

[Ding! Wrong answer!]

Seeing the orange that was scratched beyond recognition in front of him, Fu Yu gave up on himself and said: "I can't do it, I can't do this question!"

[Ding! Because the juice of oranges can easily turn into small droplets when peeled and dispersed into the air and enter your nasal cavity, so it has a smell]

Fu Yu:

Depend on!

As long as you admit that you don't know, you can get the answer directly.

It's straightforward enough

It's just that it's a bit hard to live with in terms of face.

In fact, he had some idea of ​​this answer in his mind, but he just didn't know how to express it.

Obviously I already have advanced language expression skills, but I just can't put them to use.

It seems that just having skills is not enough. Without a certain literary foundation to support it, there is no ink in the stomach, and you cannot open your mouth to speak gorgeous words. No matter how awesome your skills are, you cannot use them.

Fu Yu secretly made up his mind while listening to the next task assigned by the electronic prompt.

After this practical class is over, I will start taking time to read more books.

It's terrible to be uneducated. After finally acquiring an advanced skill, you can't make it like boiling dumplings in a teapot. You have to find a way to pour them out first.

[Freeze-dried lemon slices, smell it, what do you smell?]

[When soaking lemon slices in hot water, does the flavor become stronger, lighter, or the same?]

A series of training tasks have been completed, and no one knows how much time has passed.

From being at a loss at the beginning to coping with ease later, Fu Yu's entire state of mind was slowly changing without him realizing it.

Gradually, I began to form the habit of staying calm and calm when encountering difficulties.

Finally, I received a full score for the in-depth taste development teaching and successfully left the practical class.

Fu Yu closed the door, washed up, and lay down on the bed.

He was in no hurry to sleep.

When he was brushing his teeth just now, the unique mint fragrance of the toothpaste was not known to be a psychological effect. When he subconsciously wanted to test how sensitive his taste was, the stimulating feeling that went straight to the sky made his brain instantly clear.

How can it be so sour and refreshing?

I can't sleep anyway.

I simply took my phone and found a literary masterpiece to read.

Fu Yu tried hard to understand the words in the book.

Unfortunately, he knew every word, but when they were put together, he found it difficult to understand.

When Fu Yu was in school, he was not good at Chinese. He had never read Socrates' books and did not understand the views he wanted to express through his words.

But from what he read about Nietzsche for more than an hour, all he saw was that Socrates was ugly, vain, good at sophistry and demagoguery, and advocated all non-perceptual things.

Feeling sleepy, Fu Yu didn't insist anymore and threw away the phone.

He didn't understand what was going on in the minds of these philosophers.

he thinks

Through this hour of literary accumulation, he understood the philosopher to be the same as the shrew-like neighbor aunt who lived downstairs at home.

It was just two shrews quarreling.

Moreover, it was a living person who cursed a long-dead person, pointing out that every word she said during her lifetime was bullshit.

Make a final summary of your study this night.

Fu Yu feels that his literary accumulation has a long way to go, and his language skills are basically hopeless.

The next morning, as soon as Fu Yu opened his eyes, an electronic prompt sounded in his ears:

[Ding! BBQ job transfer mission: 30 days countdown.]

Suddenly I wasn't sleepy anymore.

This task also comes with a countdown reminder.

The system is becoming more and more advanced

However, Fu Yu has no idea how to join the Food Association.

I don’t seem to have heard of anyone around me who is a member of this association.

Fu Yu was just thinking about it when someone knocked on the door from outside: "Fu Chu, are you up? You're almost late!"

It was Sun Qingning's voice.

Fu Yu agreed, put on his clothes, stood up and went to open the door.

Sun Qingning looked hungover and depressed. He knocked on the door and didn't leave in a hurry.
Chapter completed!
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