Chapter 1637 The Real Restoration

The people Yuan Zhou was waiting for didn't come all day. The next day, Wu Hai just finished breakfast and ran home happily. He was stopped by someone as soon as he reached the door.

"Brother Wu Hai, you can't feed Duo Duo more meat like this. The cat is too fat and it's not good." The naughty boy said.

This is not the first time that the naughty kid has reminded Wu Hai, but Wu Hai is a total cat slave. He will give the cat owner whatever he wants without considering whether it is healthy or not.

Ever since, one-year-old Rouduoduo was bigger than an orange cat of the same age. In addition, Rouduoduo had black and white hair. At a glance, he thought he was a chubby red panda.

"Don't worry, it's no problem. I've been urging Rou Duoduo to lose weight recently," Wu Hai said.

"Losing weight?" The naughty kid looked at Wu Hai suspiciously and asked, "How to lose weight?"

"I drag Rouduo for two miles every day," Wu Hai said proudly.

The naughty kid was silent for a while and then said: "Brother Wu Hai, on average, each cat moves 1.9 miles a day."

A mile is a federal unit, and 1.9 miles is approximately equal to 3.05 kilometers. In other words, the daily exercise is not as much as the average cat walking. How can it be possible to lose weight?

"Where did you see this rumor?" Wu Hai didn't believe it.

The naughty kid said: "Last summer, the British BBC TV station collaborated with the RVC, the largest veterinary school in the UK, on ​​a program. They installed GPS on ten cats, and the 1.9-mile data was obtained from this program."

"..." Wu Hai glanced at the naughty boy who was much shorter than him, and asked: "What are you looking at these things for? Is it because Big Big Wolf can't carry the knife, or is it that Xiong Da Xiong Er doesn't look good?"

"Brother Wu Hai, don't change the subject. For Rou Duoduo's health, you must control your diet." The naughty boy said.

"Well, I asked Zheng Jiawei to help me raise him for a few days." Wu Hai said.

The naughty kid obviously also knew Zheng Jiawei: "Uncle Jiawei can raise cats?"

"What can't you do? I can't even raise a cat well. How can it be difficult for me to raise a cat with a lot of meat?" Wu Hai said nonchalantly.

The naughty kid nodded: "Strictly speaking, that's the case. Rouduoduo is much more obedient than Brother Wuhai."

"Here, brother Wuhai, I brought you some dried fruits." said the naughty boy.

Wu Hai accepted it unceremoniously. Apart from the food from Yuanzhou's store, the only thing he ate was dried fruits. Well... because Yuanzhou's store did not sell dried fruits for the time being.

"Are you going to take pictures of Rouduoduo today?" Wu Hai glanced at the Polaroid hanging on the naughty boy's chest.

"Of course, I'm here today to take pictures of Rouduoduo," said the naughty boy.

Wu Hai called Rou Duoduo over with small dried fish, and the naughty kid started taking pictures.

There's been a lot of homework recently, but the naughty kid happens to be the type of person who says, "the more homework you do, the more promiscuous your dad will be." He always practices immortality until early in the morning.

Of course, although the naughty child is very poor in mathematics, he is the representative of the Chinese class and has excellent Chinese scores. Therefore, the naughty child has a very high status in the class. The reason is very simple. Their class teacher is the Chinese teacher.

"Done and call it a day." The naughty kid put away the Polaroid with satisfaction.

"Why are you taking so many meaty photos?" Wu Hai asked curiously. Almost every other week, the naughty kid would come and take more than a dozen photos.

The naughty kid said matter-of-factly: "Sell it."

"Huh? How much can this cost?" Wu Hai asked.

"Thirty yuan a piece." The naughty boy replied.

"Thirty yuan for a Polaroid photo?" This was a bit beyond Wushou's expectations. Although it was full of meat and cute, it was just an ordinary farm cat with black and white patterns, so it was not precious.

Furthermore, as a world-renowned painter, Wu Menyan knows many world-class photographers, and the two of them have also communicated with each other about the naughty shooting angles, so this photo does have a certain appreciation ability.

The dozen or so photos I just took with Polaroids are just random shots with no technical content.

"Yes, whether something is worth money actually depends on its net value and connotation value. The cost of a Polaroid photo is about two and a half yuan, so the net value is naturally not worth that much.

Just like Brother Wu Hai, your paintings can sell for hundreds or tens of millions, but the cost of canvas paint is far less than that. " said the naughty boy.

"So what really makes things valuable is the intrinsic value." The naughty kid talked eloquently: "The intrinsic value can be given by the outside and given by art. Brother Wu Hai's paintings are so valuable because they are given by art. This is the most important thing. It’s personal, and it can’t be done without useful information. My polaroid photos are given from outside.”

"My Chinese scores are pretty good. I think my good scores are because I usually read a lot, and I secretly review when I get home at night. But in school, I tell my classmates that I never review."

The naughty kid spoke very calmly and continued: "I also said that not only did I not review, but I also said that I played games every day. Then my classmates would ask why my Chinese scores were so good."

"The key is here. My answer is, if you have a lot of meat, you will be blessed. A lot of meat is the modern koi." The naughty kid said: "As long as you buy a photo, you can be blessed."

"Does anyone really believe it?" Anyway, he wouldn't believe it if it came to Wu Hai.

"Of course I won't believe it. Today's post-00s generation is not stupid. My words are just a pretext to lead to photos." The naughty kid changed the subject and said, "But if it works, more people will believe it."

"How can this koi thing be useful?" Wu Hai's current expression is similar to Erha's, and Erha's expression is: You're fucking kidding me.

"In the beginning, there was no charge for the fifty photos, and they were given to those with average grades for free. This part is to cultivate the market. Tell them that having more meat will bring blessings, and let them put the photos in their stationery bags."

"I have calculated that the probability that a student with average grades will suddenly do well in the exam based on two exams is 27.9%. The basic market of fifty students, excluding the offset of the small probability rule, in a fair and equal situation , at least two to six people will pass the exam." The naughty boy said: "Then the external value of Rouduoduo Koi will be developed, and more and more people will believe in it. This is called a virtuous cycle."

"This is the same as those in the online space who forward good luck, and then many people leave messages to return their wishes. When the base is huge, some people will definitely have good luck, and then they will think that it is the good luck brought by the koi. , In fact, good luck will come regardless of whether it turns around or not.”

"But most people think it is the benefit brought by forwarding, because it is such a coincidence. This is the famous Lanceluck probability effect. I have been selling photos of Rouduoduo for half a semester, and countless friends have praised my photos for their usefulness. They even invited me to dinner, but I am a conscientious businessman and I didn’t even agree to go to dinner.”

The naughty boy said that he was praising himself, which is called a righteous speech.

"Actually, I think photos are of some use. They can at least give users confidence. Anyway, I have a very good conscience." The naughty kid said seriously.

A good six years of compulsory primary school education was turned into a business game by naughty children.

Wu Hai, as a science failure, was confused when he heard this. Then he looked at the naughty kid suspiciously and asked, "Didn't you say you failed math?"

"But this is about making money. When it comes to making money, mathematics is no longer mathematics." The naughty boy said matter-of-factly.

"What is that?" Wu Hai asked subconsciously.

"It's about counting money," said the naughty kid.

"Oh, then I may never be good at math for the rest of my life." Wu Hai said after hearing this.

This time it was the naughty kid who got curious and asked, "Why?"

"Because I am rich, very rich, extremely rich." Wu Hai said matter-of-factly.

"..." The naughty boy was silent, and then silently left with his photo.

When passing Yuan Zhou's store, he was stopped by Yuan Zhou.

"What does Uncle Yuanzhou want from me?" the naughty kid asked jumping up and down.

"I have a question that I would like to ask." Yuan Zhou took out his mobile phone, pointed at the screenshot and said, "Do you think this is possible? If so, in what form would it exist?"

"Let me take a look." The naughty kid looked at the phone, and then stared at the screenshots on the phone for a long time without saying anything.

The key is that looking at the naughty child's expression and not thinking, Yuanzhou asked: "What's wrong? Did you not understand the question I asked for advice?"

"I understand the question, but I don't understand this," said the naughty boy.

Yuan Zhou slapped his head. He forgot that the naughty boy who was still in elementary school could not speak classical Chinese. He said sorry first, and then translated the meaning to the naughty boy.

The naughty kid immediately said: "It's completely possible, and if I'm just thinking of theoretical methods, I can think of two."

"!!" Yuan Zhou paused and then asked: "Which two."

"Weren't there many mechanisms in ancient times? Maybe there's something special about the bowl. The condiments are hidden in the bowl, and then the real perfume is poured in. It's just a cover, and the switch is turned on on the way to take it and pass it over." The naughty boy said.

Yuan Zhou nodded. This method is actually similar to what Master Tan Kuohai said, except that one is based on the technique and the other is based on the utensil.

"What about the second one?" Yuan Zhou asked.

The naughty kid scratched his head and said: "Because I can't cook, so I don't know if I'm right about the second one. This kind of food is unpalatable without adding real perfume, but it tastes delicious with it. In fact, there is a lot of room for manipulation. Big, there are two factors..."

"Wait, two factors?" Yuan Zhou frowned: "Isn't there only one factor of real perfume?"

"No, if the magic is just real perfume, then it is just one factor. But what you told me, Uncle Yuanzhou just now, is that the magic is this process. If you add delicious food and don't add unpalatable food, then both real perfume and noodles will be the same. It's a factor, and noodles are also one of the magical props that make up the whole thing." The naughty boy explained, and then he was afraid that the explanation was unclear, so he even gestured with his hands.

Yuanzhou was stunned and murmured to himself: "The magic is not the real perfume, the magic is the combination of real perfume and noodles, and the noodles are also the props that make up this part."

As if the window paper had been pierced, Yuan Zhou felt like he had enlightenment in an instant.

Think about it, if you only deal with real perfume, it will definitely be very difficult, but if face is also a part of it, then there is no problem at all.

This is taking advantage of a blind spot in people's thinking. The more Yuan Zhou thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case, and he already had a general idea in his mind.

"What's wrong with Uncle Yuanzhou? Am I right?" asked the naughty boy.

"There's nothing wrong, it's very right, and it's very good." Yuan Zhou said: "Thank you for helping me solve this big problem. To express my gratitude, I will give you whatever you like to eat."

"Huh? Is there such a good thing?" The naughty boy drooled, and then asked: "Can anything be done?"

"Anything is fine." Yuanzhou nodded solemnly.

"Then let me tell Uncle Yuanzhou when I think about it." After the naughty boy said that, he jumped away, because there seemed to be a TV show about to start, and he had to hurry up.

Although Yuanzhou wanted to try another real perfume immediately, it was time to prepare ingredients for lunch.

At the end of the lunch business hours, Wu Hai came over again with something to discuss with him, and then the observation group came, and there was no time at all.

The only thing that made Yuan Zhou happy while he was busy was that Yin Ya came to drink red wine.

While drinking red wine, another meal of dog food was scattered in the sky. The scene was very bloody!

But the happy days always passed quickly, and soon Yin Ya finished drinking the red wine and wanted to go back to the company to continue working.

"Okay, it's getting late, I'll leave first." Yin Ya stood up, and Yuan Zhou immediately came over and put on her coat.

"Thank you." Yin Ya said.

"No thanks between you and me." Yuan Zhou looked down at Yin Ya seriously and said.

"Well, then you don't have to send me off today, I know you still have something to do." Yin Ya nodded and then said.

"Okay, be careful on the road." Yuan Zhou thought for a while and nodded.

"I know, go and do your work quickly, I'll watch you pass." Yin Ya said.

"Be careful on the road." Yuan Zhou looked back at Yin Ya before walking to the front yard.

Usually Yuan Zhou watches Yin Ya leave after drinking the red wine, but now Yuan Zhou has an urgent matter waiting for him in the shop, so Yin Ya can only watch him leave.

Yin Ya on the other side watched Yuan Zhou walk out of the backyard, then turned around and opened the courtyard door to leave.

Because she drank some red wine, although she was not drunk, her whole body was a little hot and her face was slightly red, so Yin Ya did not walk very fast.

But when she reached the end of the alley and was about to turn around, she heard a "bang" and something hit Yin Ya's leg. Yin Ya couldn't help but tilted, and then took a step back to stabilize her body. .

"It hurts." A small voice sounded from the ground, and Yin Ya looked down.

Sitting on the ground was a little girl with pigtails, clean and simple clothes and a mask, lowering her head and rubbing her knees.

"Sorry." Yin Ya apologized immediately.

But the apology seemed to wake up the little girl. The little girl immediately raised her head and began to apologize non-stop: "I'm sorry, sister, I'm sorry, sister, I didn't mean it, I'm sorry..."

"It's okay, it's okay, I didn't look at the road." Yin Ya shook her head and subconsciously wanted to reach out to help the little girl.

"No, I'm sorry." The little girl almost immediately avoided Yin Ya's hand and shook her head in apology.

"Ah, it's okay. I'm also responsible for this. I didn't pay attention to the road." Yin Ya was stunned for a moment, but she still said warmly.

"No, no, no, I left in a hurry. I'm sorry, sister, I'm really sorry." The little girl's exposed eyes were a little red, and she said very embarrassedly.

"It's okay. Can you let me see if you are injured? Do you need to go to the hospital for a checkup?" Yin Ya took a step back without leaving a trace, then squatted down and asked.

"No, no, I'm not injured, I'm not bleeding." The little girl hurriedly released her hands covering her knees and said seriously.

"That's good. It's just a big red spot. Do you want to buy some medicine to rub it in?" Yin Ya looked at the little girl's knees under her skirt carefully and said warmly.

"No, thank you sister." The little girl lowered her head and whispered.

"Then is there anything I can do to help you?" Yin Ya said.

"No, no, I'm sorry, sister, I bumped into you." The little girl was a little worried about bumping into Yin Ya and continued to apologize.

Yin Ya was a little helpless. Just when she was about to speak again, Nian Tang suddenly ran over quickly.

"Nian Tang?" Yin Ya shouted subconsciously. Nian Tang looked at Yin Ya shamelessly, and then began to circle around the little girl.

"Woofing, woofing, woofing~" Nian Tang's voice was long and soft, sounding like coquettishness and comfort.

This actually made the little girl who had her head lowered feel better. She started to raise her head and looked at the noodle soup with eyes like black grapes. She was no longer so panicked.

Nian Tang, who was watching the little girl raise her head from the side, circled around the little girl more cheerfully. The wagging tongue and ears made the little girl couldn't help but smile.

Yin Ya who was on the side became quiet after the noodle soup came. Seeing the little girl smile, she said: "It seems that you guys know each other. This is noodle soup, and it also knows me. So sister, I am not a bad person. I will bring you the noodle soup." Can you go buy some ointment?"

Yin Ya had a gentle voice and looked at the little girl with a gentle attitude.

The little girl looked up at Yin Ya, but she quickly got up, grabbed the backpack on the side and said loudly: "I'm fine, no ointment is needed, thank you sister, I'm sorry, sister."

After saying that, Yi Gulu ran away without even saying goodbye to the noodle soup.

Yes, this little girl is the one who comes here from time to time to pick up bottles and loves noodle soup very much.

Seeing the person running away quickly, Yin Ya didn't chase him, nor did she dare to chase him, for fear that the little girl would be even more frightened and panicked, so she could only stand there, frowning and thinking.

"What's wrong?" At this time, Yuan Zhou's voice sounded behind Yin Ya.

"Why did you come out?" Yin Ya turned around and looked at Yuan Zhou and asked.

"I heard the sound of soup, and when I came out I saw you were still here. Why are your legs so red?" Yuan Zhou frowned as he looked at Yin Ya's leg that had just been hit.

Today, Yin Ya is wearing a dark blue professional skirt, a ruffled white short-sleeved shirt, and a short suit jacket in the same color as the skirt. She looks beautiful and capable.

But now the area on the exposed legs, above the knees, was a large area of ​​red, which was particularly obvious on the delicate skin.

"It's okay, I just bumped into someone." Yin Ya lowered her head and said.

"Let me see." Yuan Zhou shook his head in disapproval, then squatted down and rubbed it gently, and then asked: "The skin is not broken, does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, it's okay, I bumped into a little girl." Yin Ya's face suddenly turned red and she kept saying.

In order to alleviate her embarrassment, Yin Ya explained the situation just now.

Because Yin Ya always felt that the little girl's behavior was a bit strange.

At this time, Yuanzhou, who had finished the inspection, stood up and looked at Nian Tang who had been squatting beside him, and asked directly: "Is Nian Tang your usual partner?"

"Woof woof." Nian Tang barked twice.

"What's the situation?" Yuan Zhou continued to ask.

"Woof woof, woof woof woof, woof woof woof, woof woof." Nian Tang called Yuanzhou a series of times.

This should be the longest time Nian Tang has ever called out to Yuan Zhou.

But Yin Ya had no time to appreciate this. She was even more curious about the fact that her boyfriend seemed to be talking to Noodle Soup.

Sure enough, just after Yuan Zhou nodded to Noodle Soup, Yuan Zhou raised his head and said to Yin Ya: "Noodle Soup said that the little girl is its friend and will come here to pick up bottles from time to time, but she doesn't like crowds, so she might be scared if she bumps into you. , that’s probably what happened.”

"???" Yin Ya looked at Yuan Zhou with questions in her head.

"What's wrong?" Yuan Zhou asked.

"How do you communicate with Nian Tang?" Yin Ya couldn't help but ask.

"Just communicate normally." Yuan Zhou said matter-of-factly.

"Can you understand dog language?" Yin Ya asked in surprise.

"Of course not." Yuan Zhou looked at Yin Ya strangely, as if why would you ask such a mysterious question.

"..." Yin Ya took a deep breath, and then said: "Then how do you know what the noodle soup says?"

"Because I've always been the one feeding him the noodle soup." Yuan Zhou said.

"Okay, I understand." Yin Ya decided to skip this topic.

"Yes." Yuan Zhou nodded.

"About that little girl..." Yin Ya paused but did not finish her sentence. She just looked at Yuan Zhou.

Yuan Zhou also frowned slightly and looked at Yin Ya. For a moment, neither of them knew what to say about this or the little girl, so they could only stay quiet at the same time.

After a while, Yuan Zhou spoke again: "It's getting late, let me take you out."

"Yes, I still have work in the afternoon." Yin Ya immediately cheered up.

"Let's go." Yuan Zhou stepped forward and took Yin Ya's hand, leading her to the street.

Yin Ya, on the other hand, looked back at the trash can over there, suppressed her inner thoughts, and started walking out in line with Yuan Zhou's pace.

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