"Burp"
After Qian Minghui finished the last lick, he reluctantly put down the clean plate and spoon. He looked at his watch and saw that it was not time yet, so he stared at the two small boxes.
One of the boxes had a temperature of 15 degrees Celsius while the other had a temperature of 20 degrees Celsius. Although the dishes were different and the temperature was different, the experiment couldn't be completed in one go. Therefore, what he did today was just what he did today. He would do new experiments at night, so there weren't many problems.
The biggest problem was that the experiment wasn't over yet. He could only look at the small box and recall the taste of the dishes he had eaten before, constantly swallowing his saliva.
