Chapter 135: Knowledge is Money

Qingmang didn't have time to stop it, Tianqing had already walked out angrily with the camera, "bang", the door of "Tea Catalog" closed, "bang", the door of "Food Talk" opened. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hey, Qingmang, do you know what's wrong with Tianqing?" Danqing said to Qingmang as he browsed through the photos he had just taken on the screen.

"I don't know. Qingmang shook his head and said.

"I said, man. Danqing looked at Qingmang with suspicious eyes and said, "Are you really dull or fake dull." ”

"What?" Qingmang was confused.

"Alas, forget it, anyway, depending on Tianqing's girl's character, sooner or later she will take the initiative. Danqing shook his head a little helplessly and said, "You better come and help me choose the photos, and I will have to retouch the pictures later." ”

"But these pictures are still a little missing, and it would be great if the shopkeeper could take a few photos of the place where he grows his tea. Qingmang sighed.

"Come on, he even has to go through the reviews of the product in the interview, can he still ask him to send you a photo? But it's really strange to say, he opened a Taobao store to buy things, but the product introduction is just that simple text, no picture, no truth, how do people buy it." Danqing said, and turned his attention back to the computer in front of him.

Yes, the three-person editorial team of "Tea List" is not only responsible for the collection and editing of content, but also responsible for typesetting, retouching and so on, and even the occasional machine failure is handled by themselves, after all, the magazine has a very limited budget for "Tea List", and there is really no way to invite more people to come, even Tianqing, she can be very skilled in cleaning the computer, changing memory modules, and changing graphics cards.

Just one person doing the work of a few people, and the three of them have really supported the editorial team of "Tea List", which should have been disbanded a long time ago, until now.

A few minutes later, seeing Tianqing coming back with a smile on his face, Danqing secretly glanced at Qingmang, and his eyes rolled strangely, thinking about it, Tianqing couldn't get used to the attitude of Xiaolong, the editor of the editorial department opposite, so he went over to quarrel.

Alas, I really feel sorry for Xiaolong, although the Azure girl looks quite quiet, but if she starts a surge, then not everyone can stop it.

Danqing turned his head, opened Word and began to revise the manuscript.

Qingmang turned his eyes back to the left, looked at the screen again, opened Photoshop, and threw all the selected photos into it, ready to retouch and crop, at the same time, he thought to himself.

Danqing, why does that kid keep looking at me, damn it, he won't like me, right?

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Sophie lit a candle and sat in the shop scratching her hair.

There was a stack of paper on the table, and the quill pen he held in his hand was dipped in ink, but it did not fall on the paper for a long time.

"Damn, why didn't I study hard when I was in high school, why did I forget all about it when I finished the college entrance examination!" Su Fei said to herself.

"Ahh......h your Mendel, your Calvin, your Wilshaw!"

"Wait, how many chromosomes are there in the metaphase of mitosis, and what is the number of DNA?"

"Where does water decompose during photosynthesis, and how does carbon get fixed?"

In high school, Su Fei was full of energy, sharp mind, meticulous thinking, brilliant writing, knew astronomy and geography, could balance chemical equations, calculate the trajectory of planetary motion, know how to calculate shadow area, and could recite ancient Chinese poems casually, and could also play number games with Mendel and Newton......

However, now, Su Fei had been thinking hard for a long time to come up with a half-to-half wrong formula, and if it weren't for the fact that Quentin had seen less than he had seen, he would have been too embarrassed to take it out.

However, Su Fei thought about it, this is a different world anyway, Mendel, hum, it doesn't exist, I said that he is what mitosis is, I don't remember the technical terms, so let's make one.

As for why you asked Sophie why she didn't go to Taobao to buy a high school textbook......

If Sophie could, he would have done it a long time ago!

But you have to know...... Knowledge is power, power is money, just a high school creature that embodies the thousands of years of hard work of earthling, it is sold for 300,000 transactions in Taobao!

300,000!

I'm afraid it's not a word to sell a trading point!

As a result, as poor as Su Fei, he could only rely on his vague impression to reminisce.

Vivien stood at the door and watched for a long time, this night Boss Sophie was really strange, always muttering some strange words in his mouth, looking like he was very happy, and as if he wanted to cry......

I think Boss Su Fei has his own plans......

Vivien didn't bother Sophie, just silently returned to the room.

The next morning, Su Fei woke up on the counter, and when he got up from the table, his neck suddenly "clicked" There was a sound on the ground, the bones all over his body were sore, and he looked at the manuscript on the table in front of him, and the last one that was not written was finished, and the last few lines of words had begun to twist and twist, and what was even more outrageous was that at the end of the line, Su Fei actually wrote a bunch of messy things in a daze, perhaps in a state of confusion before going to sleep, he suddenly remembered life on the earth, Su Fei also wrote two lines of poetry on the paper, but at that time Su Fei's hands were unstable with the pen, and the crooked words only had an outline.

Forehead...... And it is still written in Chinese.

Su Fei rubbed his temples, he went to the bathroom next to him to wash his face, and then re-boiled a pot of water, since the plague around King's Landing, Su Fei's domestic water was all cold boiled water.

Soak in a bowl of delicious intermediate instant noodles, enjoy the low-security benefits provided by the system, under the mental power of intermediate instant noodles, Su Fei's mind has cleared up a lot, and her slightly sore waist because of staying up late last night is also suddenly a lot easier.

Su Fei crumpled up the messy manuscript paper that had been stained with ink and threw it away, and it seemed that the content of this page had to be rewritten......

Anyway, there was nothing going on in the store now, so Su Fei simply sat back on the chair behind the counter, and prepared to continue to squeeze out the shallow knowledge he had learned in high school like squeezing toothpaste on the blank manuscript paper.

However, before this, Su Fei was most concerned about the death toll of the plague, he opened the system page, the death toll countdown had reached 974, and in one night, two more patients died, but compared to the speed of the day, it has slowed down a lot, presumably the people of the temple have rushed to Leon Town and taken some measures.

But even if measures are taken and snake grass water is distributed to the sick, there are always some people who do not want to obey, and they stay at home, fearing that they will not regret it until they are dying.

But at that time, they couldn't move, so how could they call for help?