"Good journey, viscount. Please don''t forget about the subsidy."

    At the gate of Tianxing soul teacher college, Wang Jian sends Peng Ming off with a smile.

    "Don''t worry! I won''t forget it

    Peng Ming is not very angry. How can he forget what happened for half a year.

    "Smelly boy, I''ll study well with President Wang here. I''ll come back when I have a holiday. Do you hear me?"

    "I see!"

    Peng fan rubbed his red ears and answered perfunctorily.

    "Hum!"

    Peng Ming hate iron not into steel stare Peng fan one eye, and then with the guard turned away.

    "Come to the office with me."

    Wang Jian greets Peng fan and turns back to the office.

    ……

    office.

    "Dean, what''s the matter with me? I have to practice."

    "Panic what panic, this time to give you a good thing."

    Wang Jian took the primary liquid from the soul guide and put it on the table. The transparent plastic bottle contained the familiar brown liquid.

    "What is this?"

    Peng fan asked curiously. By the way, he picked up the liquid and looked at it. Maybe it was because the action was too big that there were some bubbles in the bottle.

    "Drink, drink it."

    "Drinks? Don''t lie to me, Dean

    Peng fan''s eyes shrank and his hand trembled. He put his eyes on the strange container in his hand again. The bubbles in the liquid made him shiver.

    Drinks? Don''t be a poison.

    "Dean, my father''s promise of 50000 gold coins has not arrived yet. If something happens to me..."

    Peng fan''s words stopped abruptly in the middle. He secretly looked up at the change of Wang Jian''s look, and the meaning was obvious.

    Wang Jian said: "it''s interesting. How come I didn''t see your imagination so rich before."

    "Well, if you don''t want it, give it back to me. I only have one bottle of it at present. Don''t regret it then."

    "Well?"

    Hearing Wang Jian say so, Peng fan''s face became a little hesitant. When he saw Wang Jian''s hand stretched out, he was even more nervous. Subconsciously, he held the strange drink in his hand and stepped back.

    "Hey, hey, I believe the Dean!"

    Peng fan showed a flattering smile and prepared to open his drink.

    It''s lucky that this is not my son. Otherwise, he has to be killed. But after looking at him, Wang Jian can''t help covering his face.

    "Come on, it''s not opened like this. Give it to me and I''ll open it for you!"

    He snatched the liquid from Peng fan''s hand. Wang Jian opened it with the right posture. He only heard a "bang", and the bubbles in the bottle began to radiate.

    "Dean, is that really OK?"

    Peng fan was stunned, and then he was about to cry. No matter how much he believed Wang Jian, the so-called "drink" looked strange.

    "No problem, drink it!"

    Peng fan took it tremblingly, then looked up

    He gave Wang Jian a look. Seeing Wang Jian''s encouraging eyes, he finally made up his mind. As soon as his eyes closed, he gritted his teeth and began to pour down.

    "I''ll go! Drink slowly

    Wang Jian is shocked to see this. Who dares to drink cola like this, NIMA? You are also a talent.

    Peng fan Gulu Gulu drink coke, feel throat itching, chest seems to be filled with something, something straight up.

    "Poof!"

    Peng fan spewed out, with brown liquid in his nose.

    Wang Jian looks at the scene in front of him with a dull face. Don''t normal people try to drink things they don''t know first? You are really... Independent!

    To the end, Wang Jian rummaged to find such a word to describe.

    But Peng fan only felt that the nasal cavity was extremely uncomfortable, and his throat and nose were infected by strange liquid. This... This thing really has a problem!

    Peng fan felt that he was going to die. At last, he looked at Wang Jian, and his eyes showed a strong color of disappointment.

    Dean, I believed you so much. You

    Wang Jian can''t help wringing his brow and turning his head. It''s hard to express his mood at the moment. This boy is so stupid.

    After forcing the desire to tuck up, Wang Jian flashed a light on his right hand, and the ruler appeared on his hand. Then he turned around and make complaints about the hand hanging down by Peng fan.

    "Pa!"

    The crisp voice is accompanied by the pain of stimulation. Peng fan wakes up from the blurred fantasy. He looks around. The strange discomfort in the nasal cavity slowly disappears, and he widens his eyes.

    I, I''m not dead?!

    Wang Jian looks at Peng fan who is at a loss. He just feels tired. This boy is stupid. He is so stupid!

    "Take your time, don''t worry!"

    Wang Jian said softly, Peng fan came back, some embarrassed in the face of Wang Jian, know that he seems to have some misunderstanding.

    "Then what, Dean..."

    "Stop talking nonsense. I found out today that you are so stupid!"

    Wang Jian impolitely interrupted Peng fan''s words, and then pointed to the remaining two-thirds of the liquid with a ruler.

    "Keep drinking, don''t waste a bit!"

    "Oh

    Peng fan quickly nodded, then looked at the strange drink in his hand, subconsciously licked his lips with his tongue, feeling the strange taste.

    Don''t mention it. It tastes strange, but it''s good to drink.

    With the lesson just now, Peng fan was more careful this time. He held the bottle in his hands and drank it carefully.

    Guru Guru Nagetto.

    Peng fan took a breath after drinking, and the liquid in the bottle was gradually decreasing.

    Wang Jian was watching, his throat stirred, and then he turned his head quietly.

    艹! I really want to drink coke.

    Wang Jian is speechless. The world is so boring. There are no games, no takeout, no coke.

    "Burp!"

    Peng fan finished his drink and burped.

    "How does it taste?"

    "Although the taste is a little strange and bubbling, it''s good to drink."

    Peng fan''s eyes were very bright at the moment, and then he licked the corner of his mouth.

    Wang Jian thought about it and whispered, "is that so..."

    The essence of coke lies in its bubbles, that is, carbon dioxide. According to the chemical knowledge learned in high school, this can be made from baking soda and acids.

    How is baking soda made? Seems to be sugar + salt + flour and... Water?!

    Wang Jian pondered, and then his eyes lit up. He seemed to have found a way to make money!

    He quickly took out a small book from his horoscope to contribute to the college''s development plan.