Big Shot's Sweetheart Shocked the World Again!-Chapter 784: A Complete and Utter Rout

What Zuzi taught Team 23, of course, wasn’t an Evil Technique.

Her method is simple and effective, easily mastered with a bit of practice.

All it takes is remembering the aroma of the herbs.

The aroma of Chinese medicinal herbs is very unique; each herb has its own distinctive scent, whether strong or mild.

Instead of wasting time fumbling around blindly in the box with your hands and guessing, it’s better to quickly brush the herb with your fingertip, then wave it under your nose and take a sniff.

"A person’s sense of smell can easily remember over a hundred different scents without confusion. But memorizing shapes and textures isn’t that easy." Zuzi’s lazy voice echoed in the minds of Team 23, "However, the subtle differences between scents are crucial, and discerning them requires a knack. Ancestors provided a hint or two, and you understand."

At this moment, following the technique taught by Zuzi, it indeed proves to be incredibly effective.

The usual roughly perceived bitterness can now be distinguished as clear bitter, astringent bitter, sour bitter, sharp bitter, and sweet after bitter, corresponding to different herbs.

Not to mention the various kinds of sweet and sour... It’s simply endless when combined.

For Team 23, identifying herbs isn’t a test or a chore; it’s a pleasure.

Standing on the stage now, they look as relaxed and at ease as if they’re playing a game!

No wonder the crowd below suspects they have used some kind of effortless "Evil Technique."

Three minutes.

Time’s up.

The scoring professor announced the score with a trembling voice: "Team 23, total score... 999 points!"

If it weren’t for the small number of herbs, the 8 people practically repeated all the herbs eight times and deliberately slowed down the identification from less than a second to two seconds, three seconds... else getting two thousand points would be no problem.

The doubts from the crowd fell silent completely.

Over nine hundred points; this is unquestionably first place, an unquestionable dominance.

Sigh, questioning competitors who score slightly higher makes sense, but when they’re a hundred times higher, all one can do is look up in awe.

Before this, the 22nd team that Chu Qiaoen was part of had scored over a dozen points, which was already astonishing.

What does over nine hundred points mean?

It’s a godly score.

Below the stage, Chu Qiaoen watched, her eyes filled with red veins.

She was not convinced, she simply refused to accept it!

Others might look up in awe until they suffocate, but she saw Xi Rubao as just a small-town girl and wouldn’t believe in Xi Rubao’s capabilities no matter what.

Her chest heaved for a while, then she burst out a sentence to break the silence: "The hand gesture you made, it’s Evil Technique, it’s against the rules!"

Xi Rubao burst into laughter, turned to Zuzi: "Sis, should we tell her, let her realize how ridiculous her ignorance is? Oh dear, but the competition isn’t over yet. I’m afraid if I reveal my method, others will copy it!"

Zuzi, with a languid demeanor, indifferent to winning or losing and unaffected, lightly replied, "Mm-hmm, go ahead."

Xi Rubao, hands on her hips, holding back laughter: "Chu Qiaoen, do you not know what your two nostrils on your face are for?"

Chu Qiaoen: "Wha- what do you mean!"

Xi Rubao: "Nothing much, waving your hand is just to smell the aroma. Why do you have to think so complicatedly? Do you not know what your nose is for, or do you not know how to use your brain properly?"

What?

It wasn’t an Evil Technique, but just... identifying herbs by their scent?

Chu Qiaoen was stunned.

Then she became even more furious!

Damn, she was played by these two small-town girls.