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Chapter 140 Prison Chapter (Memories) 29: Will
The restaurant closest to Building 6 is Restaurant No. 3. When Shen Yue and Si Chengyou arrived there, there were already many people in the restaurant.
Different from the exquisite environment in No. 1 restaurant, No. 3 restaurant has only a few high-end private rooms, and other locations are directly located in the lobby.
The dining table in Restaurant No. 3 is only half the size of the dining table in Restaurant No. 1. On the contrary, it can accommodate more prisoners to eat at the same time.
Restaurant 1 is mostly for the prisoners in Building 1 and their protectors to eat, or for the upper floors of other buildings. Occasionally, there will be a killing ceremony like the one Shen Yue first saw in Restaurant 1. Only a few people in the prison can set foot there. field.
But Restaurant No. 3 is more tolerant, and because it is the closest to Building No. 6, there will be some sick prisoners. Therefore, Restaurant No. 3 will always have some light meals.
Now is the peak time for eating, and there are long queues in front of every window.
But Si Chengyou didn't go to the window to line up, but just called Shen Yue to find a place to sit down, and soon, someone came to Si Chengyou, gave Shen Yue and him each a menu, and asked them to order.
Si Chengyou simply ordered one meat, one vegetable and a bowl of rice, while Shen Yue ordered a bowl of eight-treasure porridge and a serving of chili sauce.
Si Chengyou watched Shen Yue order, didn't say anything, and didn't interfere.
It was just that after Shen Yue finished ordering, she asked casually, "Do you know the origin of eight-treasure porridge?"
Shen Yue shook her head, no one had ever told her about this kind of thing, and even if she knew about it, it would be meaningless.
Seeing Shen Yue shaking his head, Si Chengyou continued to say, "Laba porridge is also called eight treasure porridge. There is such a legend: Zhu Yuanzhang once begged for food in his early years. On the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month of a year, he hadn't eaten for a few days. Suffering from hunger and cold, he suddenly saw a mouse go into the hole. He wanted to catch the mouse and eat it, so he dug the mouse hole, but found some rice, beans and miscellaneous grains inside. After becoming the emperor, every eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, he would cook porridge to commemorate it, which also means remembering bitterness and thinking about sweetness."
Listening to Si Chengyou telling this story, Shen Yue didn't react, she just stared at the table in front of her, wondering what she was thinking.
Si Chengyou asked again, "Do you have any thoughts on this story?"
Shen Yue answered honestly, "No."
"Do you think this is just a meaningless story?"
"Yes."
Si Chengyou smiled lightly, and said in a tone that can make people unconsciously relax, "Not every story needs a meaning, and not everything needs a purpose. Sometimes doing something doesn't have to be To achieve something, but just want to do it."
Shen Yue didn't understand why Si Chengyou said these things to herself, but she didn't feel any malice or calculation from Si Chengyou's words, so she nodded.
Soon, Shen Yue's eight-treasure porridge and chili sauce were served on the table.
Eight-treasure porridge is sweet, but chili sauce is spicy. How strange is this combination.
But Shen Yue ate the eight-treasure porridge and the pepper with a blank expression.
Sweetness is a kind of taste, Shen Yue didn't know that she liked sweetness, it was Martha who led her to find her favorite taste.
Spicy is a kind of pain. Shen Yue couldn't eat spicy at first, so Martha often used chili to tease her. Over time, Shen Yue found that her tolerance to chili had also increased.
In the past, she felt uncomfortably uncomfortable when she touched a little chili, but now she didn't feel any discomfort when she ate it. Instead, she enjoyed the pain that permeated her mouth.
Si Chengyou observed Shen Yue quietly for a while, and then asked, "There should be other side dishes with the porridge, why did you only order chili sauce?"
Shen Yue swallowed the porridge in her mouth, and learned to use it flexibly, "I just want to do this."
Si Chengyou paused the hand holding the vegetables, and answered naturally, "You are a quick learner."
Shen Yue hummed, and after finishing the porridge in the bowl, she started to stare at Si Chengyou motionlessly.
Being stared at by such eyes, Si Chengyou remained undisturbed, and continued to eat elegantly, as if he was not staying in a restaurant in a prison, but at a top-level dinner party.
Shen Yue felt that the surrounding eyes were constantly falling on her, but there were very few eyes falling on Si Chengyou, she didn't know whether she dared or did not want to.
Shen Yue also found that since Si Chengyou sat here, only the prisoners from Building No. 5 would pass by her side, while the prisoners from other buildings would mostly choose to avoid Si Chengyou.
In other words, at least for the prisoners in Building 5, Si Chengyou was not a scary existence.
However, now that Shen Yue stared at Si Chengyou for a long time, another question appeared in her mind that she wanted to know more.
She asked, "Si Chengyou, why do you chew every bite the same number of times."
Shen Yue has been paying attention to Si Chengyou's every move, including which prisoner he gave him eyes, and the position of his face changed at which moment, she remembered them all in her heart.
And after she observed all the data fed back from Si Chengyou's body just now, what she found most interesting was Si Chengyou's chewing frequency and chewing speed.
To make every bite exactly the same, it must be controlled accurately, Shen Yue wanted to know why.
As Si Chengyou said, she can't just remember, she needs to know why in order to judge when to do what.
Si Chengyou was a little surprised that Shen Yue discovered the number of chews he deliberately controlled so quickly, but what surprised him even more was that Shen Yue had a thirst for knowledge.
It only took half a day to change from mechanical memory to actively asking why.
Sure enough, there is a great possibility in Shen Yue, as long as he guides Shen Yue well...
Si Chengyou put down the chopsticks in his hand, wiped the corners of his mouth, and then looked at Shen Yue seriously and said, "The general chewing speed is 70-80 times per minute, and the average time required for one chewing cycle is 0.875 seconds. The time is 0.2 seconds on average.
The location of missing teeth, the functional contact area of teeth, periodontal tissue, temporomandibular joint disease, soft tissue defects in the oral cavity, inflammation, traumatic sequelae, systemic diseases or infirmity can cause degenerative changes in muscles, thereby affecting chewing efficiency.Excessive fatigue, mental stress and poor chewing habits can also affect.
I will judge a person's physical characteristics by his chewing speed and habits. For me, I will also avoid disclosing my information because of this, so I control the chewing speed and frequency. "
Shen Yue's eyes flickered, although she always felt that Si Chengyou was a very dangerous man, but now, at this moment, it was the first time that she intuitively realized how terrifying Si Chengyou was.
She could remember what Si Chengyou said, but she couldn't analyze it like Si Chengyou did, or even use it to restrain herself.
Looking at Shen Yue's expression, Si Chengyou seemed to see what she was thinking, reached out and tapped on the table lightly, drawing Shen Yue's attention back, "This kind of thing is not difficult, for you, You just need to memorize enough details to practice. Do you want to learn?"
"think."
But Si Chengyou asked again, "Is it out of your own will?"
Shen Yue was stunned for a moment, this was the first time someone emphasized her will to her.
That's right, she listened to her sister and Martha, so did she listen to Si Chengyou about this matter?
No, this time, she listened to herself.
"Well, I want to learn."
*
I will write a small climax soon, I have to struggle with the content in the past two days, and the missing chapters will be filled in the day after tomorrow.
Different from the exquisite environment in No. 1 restaurant, No. 3 restaurant has only a few high-end private rooms, and other locations are directly located in the lobby.
The dining table in Restaurant No. 3 is only half the size of the dining table in Restaurant No. 1. On the contrary, it can accommodate more prisoners to eat at the same time.
Restaurant 1 is mostly for the prisoners in Building 1 and their protectors to eat, or for the upper floors of other buildings. Occasionally, there will be a killing ceremony like the one Shen Yue first saw in Restaurant 1. Only a few people in the prison can set foot there. field.
But Restaurant No. 3 is more tolerant, and because it is the closest to Building No. 6, there will be some sick prisoners. Therefore, Restaurant No. 3 will always have some light meals.
Now is the peak time for eating, and there are long queues in front of every window.
But Si Chengyou didn't go to the window to line up, but just called Shen Yue to find a place to sit down, and soon, someone came to Si Chengyou, gave Shen Yue and him each a menu, and asked them to order.
Si Chengyou simply ordered one meat, one vegetable and a bowl of rice, while Shen Yue ordered a bowl of eight-treasure porridge and a serving of chili sauce.
Si Chengyou watched Shen Yue order, didn't say anything, and didn't interfere.
It was just that after Shen Yue finished ordering, she asked casually, "Do you know the origin of eight-treasure porridge?"
Shen Yue shook her head, no one had ever told her about this kind of thing, and even if she knew about it, it would be meaningless.
Seeing Shen Yue shaking his head, Si Chengyou continued to say, "Laba porridge is also called eight treasure porridge. There is such a legend: Zhu Yuanzhang once begged for food in his early years. On the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month of a year, he hadn't eaten for a few days. Suffering from hunger and cold, he suddenly saw a mouse go into the hole. He wanted to catch the mouse and eat it, so he dug the mouse hole, but found some rice, beans and miscellaneous grains inside. After becoming the emperor, every eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, he would cook porridge to commemorate it, which also means remembering bitterness and thinking about sweetness."
Listening to Si Chengyou telling this story, Shen Yue didn't react, she just stared at the table in front of her, wondering what she was thinking.
Si Chengyou asked again, "Do you have any thoughts on this story?"
Shen Yue answered honestly, "No."
"Do you think this is just a meaningless story?"
"Yes."
Si Chengyou smiled lightly, and said in a tone that can make people unconsciously relax, "Not every story needs a meaning, and not everything needs a purpose. Sometimes doing something doesn't have to be To achieve something, but just want to do it."
Shen Yue didn't understand why Si Chengyou said these things to herself, but she didn't feel any malice or calculation from Si Chengyou's words, so she nodded.
Soon, Shen Yue's eight-treasure porridge and chili sauce were served on the table.
Eight-treasure porridge is sweet, but chili sauce is spicy. How strange is this combination.
But Shen Yue ate the eight-treasure porridge and the pepper with a blank expression.
Sweetness is a kind of taste, Shen Yue didn't know that she liked sweetness, it was Martha who led her to find her favorite taste.
Spicy is a kind of pain. Shen Yue couldn't eat spicy at first, so Martha often used chili to tease her. Over time, Shen Yue found that her tolerance to chili had also increased.
In the past, she felt uncomfortably uncomfortable when she touched a little chili, but now she didn't feel any discomfort when she ate it. Instead, she enjoyed the pain that permeated her mouth.
Si Chengyou observed Shen Yue quietly for a while, and then asked, "There should be other side dishes with the porridge, why did you only order chili sauce?"
Shen Yue swallowed the porridge in her mouth, and learned to use it flexibly, "I just want to do this."
Si Chengyou paused the hand holding the vegetables, and answered naturally, "You are a quick learner."
Shen Yue hummed, and after finishing the porridge in the bowl, she started to stare at Si Chengyou motionlessly.
Being stared at by such eyes, Si Chengyou remained undisturbed, and continued to eat elegantly, as if he was not staying in a restaurant in a prison, but at a top-level dinner party.
Shen Yue felt that the surrounding eyes were constantly falling on her, but there were very few eyes falling on Si Chengyou, she didn't know whether she dared or did not want to.
Shen Yue also found that since Si Chengyou sat here, only the prisoners from Building No. 5 would pass by her side, while the prisoners from other buildings would mostly choose to avoid Si Chengyou.
In other words, at least for the prisoners in Building 5, Si Chengyou was not a scary existence.
However, now that Shen Yue stared at Si Chengyou for a long time, another question appeared in her mind that she wanted to know more.
She asked, "Si Chengyou, why do you chew every bite the same number of times."
Shen Yue has been paying attention to Si Chengyou's every move, including which prisoner he gave him eyes, and the position of his face changed at which moment, she remembered them all in her heart.
And after she observed all the data fed back from Si Chengyou's body just now, what she found most interesting was Si Chengyou's chewing frequency and chewing speed.
To make every bite exactly the same, it must be controlled accurately, Shen Yue wanted to know why.
As Si Chengyou said, she can't just remember, she needs to know why in order to judge when to do what.
Si Chengyou was a little surprised that Shen Yue discovered the number of chews he deliberately controlled so quickly, but what surprised him even more was that Shen Yue had a thirst for knowledge.
It only took half a day to change from mechanical memory to actively asking why.
Sure enough, there is a great possibility in Shen Yue, as long as he guides Shen Yue well...
Si Chengyou put down the chopsticks in his hand, wiped the corners of his mouth, and then looked at Shen Yue seriously and said, "The general chewing speed is 70-80 times per minute, and the average time required for one chewing cycle is 0.875 seconds. The time is 0.2 seconds on average.
The location of missing teeth, the functional contact area of teeth, periodontal tissue, temporomandibular joint disease, soft tissue defects in the oral cavity, inflammation, traumatic sequelae, systemic diseases or infirmity can cause degenerative changes in muscles, thereby affecting chewing efficiency.Excessive fatigue, mental stress and poor chewing habits can also affect.
I will judge a person's physical characteristics by his chewing speed and habits. For me, I will also avoid disclosing my information because of this, so I control the chewing speed and frequency. "
Shen Yue's eyes flickered, although she always felt that Si Chengyou was a very dangerous man, but now, at this moment, it was the first time that she intuitively realized how terrifying Si Chengyou was.
She could remember what Si Chengyou said, but she couldn't analyze it like Si Chengyou did, or even use it to restrain herself.
Looking at Shen Yue's expression, Si Chengyou seemed to see what she was thinking, reached out and tapped on the table lightly, drawing Shen Yue's attention back, "This kind of thing is not difficult, for you, You just need to memorize enough details to practice. Do you want to learn?"
"think."
But Si Chengyou asked again, "Is it out of your own will?"
Shen Yue was stunned for a moment, this was the first time someone emphasized her will to her.
That's right, she listened to her sister and Martha, so did she listen to Si Chengyou about this matter?
No, this time, she listened to herself.
"Well, I want to learn."
*
I will write a small climax soon, I have to struggle with the content in the past two days, and the missing chapters will be filled in the day after tomorrow.
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