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"Boss, pickled cabbage beef noodles with lion's head atball, please."

As soon as he entered, Lu Xuan shouted at the cashier.

Ji Xiuwen followed closely: "Noodles with pork chop, please."

Then Ji Xiuwen hurriedly paid the bill first.

The two found a table without people and sat down.

But because they ca in late, there were still bowls left on the table from other custors.

"Auntie, could you please clean this up?"

Ji Xiuwen stood up and called out to the busy auntie.

In no ti, the auntie ca over with a smile, cleared all the leftovers, leaving behind a carefree silhouette.

The service at Cow Eating Grass was quite fast, and since it was past the lunch peak, there were not many custors. Before long, a waiter brought two steaming bowls of noodles.

"The noodles with the dough knots are mine."

"Pickled cabbage beef noodles for him."

Ji Xiuwen pointed at Lu Xuan sitting across from him.

The waiter placed the noodles as Ji Xiuwen directed, "Enjoy your al."

Ji Xiuwen slurped up a mouthful of noodles, bit into a dough knot, and was totally satisfied, "Delicious, these dough knots are really good; you should try them."

"I'm not really into dough knots."

Lu Xuan decisively declined Ji Xiuwen's suggestion.

He didn't care for dough knots, you could even say he disliked them, but as for Ji Xiuwen, ever since they t, he'd always favored dough knots, always adding them whenever he had noodles.

"Such a pity, they taste really good," Ji Xiuwen said, smacking his lips.

Lu Xuan shook his head and said, "I've tried them, didn't like them much, the pickled cabbage beef noodles taste better."

"True, everyone's got their own tastes," Ji Xiuwen shrugged, not caring much.

He knew Lu Xuan didn't like dough knots, just wanted him to try, maybe he'd grow to love them after eating a few more tis.

It's like durian or stinky snail noodles; they sll terrible, many people can't stand the pungent sll at first, but once they've tasted them, they realize how fragrant they are.

Situations like this are common; Ji Xiuwen had seen it many tis.

His mom was a typical example, didn't eat durian, but after trying it, fell in love with it.

After slurping a few more noodles, Ji Xiuwen suddenly looked up, "By the way, Lu Xuan, there's a question that's been on my mind."

"Go ahead."

Lu Xuan thought it was a question about traditional dicine, but when he heard what Ji Xiuwen said, he knew he was wrong.

Ji Xiuwen pondered briefly and said, "I won't talk about the past, but this morning with the two patients you had us and Su Kenan look at, how did you rember all the content from those traditional dicine books?

Suppose you've been studying a single book thoroughly; it's understandable to rember everything in it. But you rember all those dical books like they're your personal belongings, how does your brain work?

If you put those books in front of , I'd take a long ti to flip through, let alone rember everything. Even linking them to symptoms is even harder."

Saying this, Ji Xiuwen stared intently at his old classmate before him, "Do you have so kind of special thod? If you do, share it with ; it'll save from being confused when you explain things next ti."

"Does having a photographic mory count?"

Lu Xuan put down his chopsticks, looking sincerely at the roommate he'd been living under the sa roof with for years.

Ji Xiuwen: "..."

"Photographic mory?"

"Seriously?"

Ji Xiuwen took a deep breath, looking puzzled, "I've never heard you had this skill before? I still rember when we just t, your mory wasn't even as good as mine when reciting the content from those dical books. The sa content, I could morize in half an hour, but you always took forty or fifty minutes.

And suddenly you have a photographic mory now, should I believe that?"

Lu Xuan knew Ji Xiuwen wouldn't believe it since they were too familiar with each other. However, it was the truth, so he wasn't lying. He could only spread his hands, "I have no reason to lie about this; otherwise, how could I rember so much content."

"That makes sense."

Ji Xiuwen heard that and felt like it didn't seem a problem.

He thought about it, quickly pulled out his phone, and randomly searched for a news article and handed it to Lu Xuan, "I'll give you twenty seconds, read this news as fast as you can, then recite it?"

He was truly curious if Lu Xuan really had a photographic mory, mainly because it seed too incredible.

Lu Xuan expressionlessly took the phone Ji Xiuwen handed over.

Ji Xiuwen checked the ti, then told Lu Xuan, "The news was randomly searched; the chance you've read it before is lower than winning a five-million-dollar lottery."

Lu Xuan didn't mind and quickly started scrolling down on the phone.

Twenty seconds, neither short nor long; even for a mory expert, they'd probably morize at most a few dozen complete words and can't guarantee 100% accuracy.

Once ti was up, Ji Xiuwen covered Lu Xuan's view with his hand.

Lu Xuan handed back the phone.

Taking the phone, Ji Xiuwen signaled, "Alright, go ahead."

At this mont, Ji Xiuwen was pretty sure that in twenty seconds, let alone a regular person, even mory champions couldn't rember more than a hundred words accurately in order in just twenty seconds.

In fact, within twenty seconds, probably a regular person would only be able to read two to three hundred words, and the news article he just searched had at least two thousand words, so morizing it all was nearly impossible.

But what surprised Ji Xiuwen was that Lu Xuan didn't seem nervous about having only twenty seconds, rather he was very calm. After getting confirmation, he took a mont and began reciting softly:

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