A rare find, beautiful woman is not foolish

  Zhen Ming pointed at the chicken coop next door with a bitter expression.

  "Sneakily?"

  "Shh! Keep your voice down, don't wake up the old lady, or we'll have nowhere to live." Zhen Mingku made a silencing gesture as he took a roasted chicken from the wooden rack and handed it to Zhang Shi.

  Zhang couldn't just take it, nor could she push it away. She didn't want to eat the stolen food, but since she was already on the same boat as him, even if she didn't eat, she would still be considered an accomplice.

  What's more, she hadn't even eaten dinner and had walked so far on the mountain road. At this time, her stomach was growling with hunger, and being tempted by the aroma of roasted chicken, she couldn't sleep either. Otherwise, even if she were starving, she wouldn't have come out of the woodshed.

  She gazed at Zhen Mingxiu with a complex expression, as if struggling with something in her heart.

  She knew he was deliberately seducing her.

  He deliberately put on an innocent look and said, "Don't worry, after we finish eating, we'll bury the chicken bones and destroy the evidence. As long as our alibis match, no one can do anything to us. Tomorrow when the old lady finds out that two chickens are missing and asks about it, I'll say that I saw two big birds flying away in the middle of the night. Then you just have to say, 'Congratulations, congratulations! A golden phoenix has flown out of the chicken coop, a great auspicious sign!' You're going to get rich soon!"

  Zhang's family let out a snort of laughter, immediately covering her mouth, apparently feeling that she shouldn't be laughing at him, this laugh was equivalent to acknowledging the bad things he had done.

  Zhen Ming savagely tore off a chicken leg and started devouring it, eating with gusto while praising himself.

  Zhang watched as he devoured a chicken of over three catties in one sitting, leaving not a single piece behind. At this point, even if she didn't eat, she would still be caught and treated as an accomplice.

  After struggling for a while, she finally reached out to take the chicken leg that Zhen Ming had handed over to her, took a light bite, and as she chewed slowly, her expression gradually changed from nervousness to surprise.

  She quickly gobbled up two chicken legs and two chicken wings.

  Perhaps due to the flames, her face was as red and radiant as a sunrise at this moment.

  At this time, Zhen Ming suddenly took out a teapot and tea cups from nowhere, poured two cups, and handed one to Zhang Shi.

  Looking at the tea leaves floating in the teacup, Zhang's expression became increasingly surprised. He looked at him with a curious face and asked: "Where did the tea come from?"

  "Discuss with the old lady."

  Zhang's family was stunned, slightly opening her small mouth, apparently not expecting that under the sky there would be such an unscrupulous thief who stole people's chickens and dared to ask for tea.

  Zhen Ming didn't feel a shred of shame, looking at her and saying: "Right, can I ask you a question?"

  Zhang's face was filled with puzzlement as she gazed at him.

  "You're not even familiar with me, how could you agree to my request and leave the city with a stranger like me to a place you've never been before? Don't you worry that I might have some ulterior motives?"

  Zhang looked at him for a while and suddenly asked, "Can you?"

  A lifetime of hardship is condensed into one moment of silence.

  Zhang still couldn't help but laugh at his speechless expression: "Didn't you say you'd teach me how to make that delicious egg tart? So I came."

  "Have you eaten? Was it delicious?"

  "En." Zhang nodded, "Delicious."

  Zhen Ming smiled wryly: "Whenever you want to learn, just come find me."

  Perhaps it was because he had just eaten his fill, or perhaps it was due to the beauty of the moonlight, but at this moment, Zhang's usual wariness was noticeably lessened, replaced by a rare sense of relaxation.

  "You don't actually know anything about medicine, do you?"

  "Huh? Why ask so suddenly?"

  Zhang's eyes seemed to hold a deeper meaning as she gazed at him, saying lightly: "Just now, your tricking of Xing'er was just like that of a swindler from the jianghu. Besides, aren't you an ironworker?"

  Zhen Ming burst out laughing and said: "Forging iron is just a superficial disguise, in fact my true identity is - the justice messenger who maintains peace in the universe."

  Zhang didn't smile and stared at him, asking: "Can you really save that Moon girl?"

  Zhen Ming felt a bit awkward, this woman didn't understand his humor at all. He shook his head: "Unless we can find a more effective way to produce antibiotics, I'm afraid it's going to take another approach to completely cure it."

  "What is an antibiotic?"

  She didn't hide her bitter fate, but simply gave her a brief introduction to antibiotics. Having taken care of his uncle in the hospital for so many years, she had seen doctors take emergency measures to save people and could recite the medical pamphlets from various departments by heart. Although the content was not profound, it was clear that understanding it was no easy task for people of this era.

  It turned out that Zhang's ability to accept new things was even more than Sun Lang, and when it came to the difficult-to-understand places, she could always ask some key questions quickly understand what Zhen Mingshuo said.

  This is not like the mind a woman who has developed particularly perfectly in some place should have.

  This made Zhen Mingxu feel extremely surprised, and he asked: "Don't you think what I said is absurd?"

  Zhang shook her head, the firelight casting a glow on her delicate face, her pale skin showing a hint of semi-transparent redness, like jade.

  Her face showed a thoughtful expression: "What you said is similar to making fermented bean curd, but the invisible Aspergillus you mentioned I've never seen before. Are there such small organisms in the world? But if this organism can't be seen with the naked eye, how did you know?"

  She looked up at him with a skeptical expression, thinking that this man might be talking nonsense again based on her current understanding of him.

  Zhen Ming smiled bitterly and said, "It can be seen with a microscope."

  "What is a microscope?"

  "It's a thing that uses optical lenses to magnify very small things, you'll know if you see it. Speaking of which, you're the second person I've told this to, but your comprehension speed is much faster than Sun Langzhong."

  Zhang still didn't understand, and upon hearing Zhen Ming's praise, his face turned slightly red. Suddenly remembering something, he asked with some concern: "You used up half a month's worth of medicine in one shot tonight, what if Moon Girl has another relapse...?"

  Zhen Ming nodded: "Exactly, so we must find a better way to extract antibiotics as soon as possible."

  Unbeknownst to them, the two of them sat together chatting for nearly half a day. Perhaps feeling that she had said too much to Zhen Mingshu, Zhang's expression became somewhat uneasy. When Zhen Mingshu asked her name in a roundabout way, she suddenly came to her senses, stood up and said "I'm going to sleep."

  Hurriedly entering the thatched cottage, closing the old and worn-out door that could only block the line of sight but not prevent thieves.