Daily Life in the Countryside After Being Reborn-Chapter 236 - 32: New Functions at the Beauty Salon (Third Watch)

"Turns out you’re an athlete, no wonder your arms and legs are so... spirited. So, Zhang Yiyi, what exactly did you come here for today?" The beauty consultant’s smile was failing to hold up.

"I came to buy medicine. I heard there’s a kind of medicine here that can make people," Zhang Yiyi naively fidgeted with the hem of her shirt, twisting it repeatedly in her hands.

"Oh, you’re here to buy ’growth hormone,’" the beauty consultant perked up when she heard it was about purchasing a newly imported medicine. Salaries at the beauty salon were based on performance; the higher the price of the drugs sold, the bigger the commission.

"Growth hormone? Is it the kind that can make your brain smarter?" Zhang Yiyi fired off a string of questions like a machine gun.

"Make your brain smarter? This kind of medicine is to enhance human potential, very suitable for athletes like you to use, guaranteed no side effects. You play basketball, right? If you use this kind of medicine, you can jump higher, and you won’t get tired when playing," the beauty consultant continued her eager persuasion, thinking that as long as she talked about the benefits of growth hormone, she could easily fool this simple-looking female student.

"I don’t want the kind of medicine you’re talking about. I just want to buy medicine that can make a person’s brain smarter. I only scored twenty on my midterm math exam. Everyone says your beauty salon has this kind of medicine, how come when I get here, you say you don’t have it. Whether I’m good at basketball or not, I won’t use your drugs. Basketball requires practice," Zhang Yiyi might be a bit slow-witted, but deep down, as someone from a sports school, she understood that while some things can be achieved through shortcuts, others must be taken seriously.

"Hey, is there something wrong with your brain? Going to a beauty salon to look for drugs to score high on exams, why not go enroll in a cram school at Tsinghua or Beijing University instead, shoo, shoo, shoo, don’t take up my consultation time," the beauty consultant was also getting annoyed. Unable to make a sale and having to deal with this inexplicable kid’s nonsense.

Zhang Yiyi, not having got the medicine, left the beauty salon with her head down and spirits low, a mood that persisted until the day Xiao Xian returned to school.

This holiday, Zhang Yiyi had a tough time while Xiao Xian was utterly clueless.

When she got back home, Xiao Xian first soaked the daffodil bulb in water overnight, and after decanting the water the next day, it was still dry as a bone. It seemed that the bulb was waterproof.

That evening, just as Feng Xing was leaving the kitchen with the soup he had prepared, Xiao Xian slipped in. Zhuo Feng went to get a soup ladle just in time to see Xiao Xian roasting the bulb over the gas flame. After roasting it for over ten minutes, not only did the bulb not char, but it didn’t even get warm.

Over the next few days, Zhuo Feng and Xiao Xian tried every trick in the book, cooking the daffodil bulb as if it were an onion: frying, boiling, stir-frying, deep-frying, stewing, even testing it in a pressure cooker, but the daffodil bulb remained unchanged.

The four-day holiday went by in a rush, and Zhuo Feng and his wife had already agreed that after Xiao Xian went back to school, the couple would visit Mr. Bai in the hospital on a regular basis. In fact, Zhuo Feng got along very well with Mr. Bai.

When he called out "Master Bai" again, Zhuo Feng was truly sincere. Bai Juyi had been skilled in horticulture for decades, practically a walking encyclopedia on the subject. Unfortunately, due to his poor health, Bai Juyi was unable to demonstrate the various gardening theories himself. However, at Zhuo Feng’s request, he orally passed on a wealth of knowledge on pruning flowers and fruit seedlings, which Zhuo Feng diligently recorded. They even planned to compile a notebook on the subject before the end of the year.

"Pack the snacks I prepared for you. Why are you stuffing that thing in your backpack?" On the afternoon of sending Xiao Xian back to school, Zhuo Feng was surprised to see Xiao Xian also packing the daffodil bulb.

"I’m bringing it with me. There’s a ’Biology Corner’ in my class, with a few hamsters and some plants, and there are several empty pots. The homeroom teacher suggested that each student bring some plants from home. Some are responsible for hamsters, others for plants. I’m in the group for plants, and I promised to bring some flowers. The plants on the rooftop are too big, so it wouldn’t be bad to bring this never-blooming daffodil," Xiao Xian was determined. If worst comes to worst, she could use a bit of Copper Immortal Liquid; maybe this daffodil suffers from some kind of "infertility," and once cured, it would flourish. However, considering Zhuo Feng was there, it wasn’t a good time to experiment.

By the time Xiao Xian returned to school, the sports meet had already ended. Seeing that something was off with Zhang Yiyi, Xiao Xian inquired, "Yiyi, where did you go during the past few days off?"

"I didn’t go anywhere, just stayed at school," Zhang Yiyi didn’t tell her roommate about her twenty points in math. Now, feeling anxious and incoherent, she lied through her teeth.

"No way, I think I saw you on the street the other day," Xiao Xian blinked and continued to press on persistently.

"No, I didn’t go to the beauty salon," facts proved that what Zhang Yiyi lacked wasn’t a drug to make her smarter, but rather she should have directly registered for a brain transplant surgery, if such a thing existed at the hospital.

"..."

"Alright, I did go to the beauty salon, but not to buy drugs to make my brain smarter," Zhang Yiyi energetically defended herself, leaving Xiao Xian with a face full of disbelief.

"Forget it, I won’t keep it from you. My midterm grades were really bad, only eighty in Chinese, twenty in math, and only sixty-something in English. The team captain told me that if the grades are too bad, you can get held back a year. I’m already a year behind in my studies, and I’m tall, I don’t want to be held back and sit in the last row again," Zhang Yiyi finished, breaking into sobs.

"Bad grades and you go to a beauty salon? Is that place really so miraculous? You should pay attention in class, do your homework on time, and stop copying from others. Of course you won’t succeed. There’s no drug in this world that makes people smarter." Xiao Xian thought to herself, not even Gold Grade Space could grow such an Immortal Elixir.

"I didn’t find the smart drug, but I heard about drugs that can improve physical fitness. Xiao Xian, listen, over there, that very beautiful sister told me, there’s a drug called ’A drug’ that can make you jump higher and not get tired when playing basketball..." Zhang Yiyi was enthusiastic while Xiao Xian responded absently as they headed to the basketball gym for training.

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