nashuaworldcup Chapter 282 Mr. Huang didn't scold you, he just showed respect to himself and his clan
Chapter 282 Mr. Huang didn't scold you, he just showed respect to himself and his clan
"Surprise is coming~"
Yinxuan opened the box with a smile, revealing a box full of bottles and jars.
Kangxi thought there was some great surprise: ...
The smile slowly froze, and the word "disappointment" was almost written on his face.
Yinxuan: ...
Today's Kangxi Dad is also the real Kangxi Dad.
But don't worry, I'm sure I can make him do a Sichuan opera face-changing on the spot: "Ah, don't think these things are useless just because they don't look good! Look, they are high in oil, sugar and calories. A small piece can replace five bowls of rice. They can last for two days."
"Highly distilled alcohol can kill bacteria and reduce inflammation. It can be used to clean or apply to traumatic wounds to reduce infection. It can also reduce the incidence of wound inflammation and fever, thereby increasing the chances of survival for the wounded."
"This jar contains some processed silk threads and a set of stainless steel knives and scissors. What does it do..."
Yin Xuan scratched his head: "My son thought, on the battlefield, swords have no eyes, and it is inevitable to get injured. A large wound and heavy bleeding will not only increase the danger, but also make it difficult to heal. So my son was thinking, can I sew up the skin and flesh like a hole in clothes to speed up the healing?"
Ah this...
Kangxi and the prince looked at each other: No, since Xiao Shiba has already started to offer treasures, then the method must be safe and feasible.
It can be said that, is it too inconsistent with their usual cognition and style, and even arouse suspicion?
The father and son were still struggling, and the Fourth Prince frowned first: "This, suturing the skin and flesh to speed up the healing? It's a good idea, but isn't it like the cowpox, first testing it on death row prisoners. After confirming that it is feasible, then promoting it nationwide?"
"Human life is at stake, so don't act rashly."
Otherwise, what if due to the method used or other reasons, a wounded soldier who would not have died was killed, and it affected the reputation of his eighteenth brother?
Eighteenth brother is sincere and doesn't consider these things at all.
As an older brother, shouldn't he help and think more?
Uh-huh-huh.
Yinzhen nodded quickly: "Although countless operations hundreds of years later have proven that this is indeed a good method. But aren't we in the Qing Dynasty? It's right to listen to Fourth Brother, he won't lie to me!"
The Fourth Prince smiled, obviously satisfied with the little guy's attitude.
Kangxi curled his lips and said: The brat is nice to everyone except him, the Khan.
The prince saw that he was feeling a little sad and gave him a comforting look.
Then he picked up the tin can of compressed biscuits and gently unscrewed it, looking at the ordinary little cubes inside: "It smells good, but can such a small piece be equivalent to five bowls of rice, and can it sustain a soldier for two days?"
Yin Xuan smiled, "Don't underestimate this little thing, my second brother. We use exquisite ingredients! Flour, sugar, butter, sesame, peanut crumbs, etc., are all good things that can supplement calories and nutrition. And this little thing has been compressed, so it's actually not small at all."
seeing is believing.
Yinxuan knew that he was young and it would be easy for him to give people the impression that he was incompetent and unreliable.
So he didn't say any more and got straight to the point.
He took out the biscuits for Kangxi, the crown prince and the other princes to taste, and ordered people to light a pot and set the fire. He brought the present and future generations of emperors to the imperial kitchen to guard the big pot.
Let them see for themselves how a small piece of compressed biscuit can be turned into a large bowl of thick porridge after being soaked in water and boiled.
Each person only ate half a piece, and they hadn't eaten anything from noon to evening and early the next morning, but they were still not hungry.
My personal experience has proven the value of those compressed biscuits.
Kangxi even said with regret: "Such a good thing, why did you take it out just now?"
Uh.
Yinxuan could say that he didn't think the existing technology could produce a hydraulic press, and it would be difficult to produce a finished product even with the basic ingredients of compressed biscuits.
Naturally, did you just forget about this matter?
It was only when his beautiful mother asked him to help with the planning and see what else he could prepare for his sixteenth brother that he suddenly came up with the idea.
Then, with the mentality of giving it a try, I went to find Mr. Huang.
A brief description of the basic principles of hydraulics, the result is...
Without steam engines, internal combustion engines, and electricity, Mr. Huang would not have been able to tinker with the hydraulic press in the 48th year of the Kangxi reign.
But Eastern Edison is Eastern Edison.
If you don't have a hydraulic press, people can make you a purely manual tool with similar functions.
Although the efficiency is a bit low, the effect is really not bad.
By the way, he also improved the distillation equipment needed for distilling alcohol. This greatly reduced the loss and increased the yield rate. Even the knives used for surgery were made by Huang Luzhuang himself at the dictation of Yin Xuan.
For this, he even delayed for ten whole days.
Yinxuan was moved.
All kinds of flattery, praising him as the best gentleman in the world. Then I went to give gifts to my fourth brother, thanking him for sending such a good gentleman back to the capital from afar.
Who doesn’t want their efforts to be valued?
Huang Luzhuang was so flattered that his eyes widened. "Since your master is so kind, would you like to throw your Mr. Dai over the wall and come back to study the magical physics with your master?"
Yinzhen's eyes were full of sincerity, and he immediately said that it was not that he was unwilling to come back and study with the teacher.
But now the Qing-Zungarian War is in full swing, and Khan Ama wishes he could focus all his attention on it.
The emperor’s order is hard to disobey, so please wait a little longer, sir.
When the war in the Western Region becomes clear, the Dzungar Khanate will be willing to surrender completely and be incorporated into our Qing Dynasty.
At that moment, Yin Xuan obviously froze when he saw his own Mr. Huang. He endured it again and again, and finally didn't yell out that it would take until the year of the monkey and the horse.
Thinking about it now, Yinzhen couldn't help laughing.
Therefore, when Kangxi complained about him, he just remained patient and said nothing.
But he mentioned the compressed biscuits for a moment, and then he couldn't help feeling regretful when he saw the alcohol.
How could Yinxuan endure this?
He immediately knitted his brows tightly and said, "Khan Ama, just be content! If it weren't for Fourth Brother who traveled thousands of miles and took great pains to find Mr. Huang, invite him to come out of retirement, and order someone to send him to the capital, we wouldn't have Mr. Huang and his like-minded friends to help us now, and naturally we wouldn't have these good things that keep popping up like mushrooms after rain."
[I still feel regretful. What do you regret?]
[In history, Mr. Huang brought his bicycle to you to present his treasures, hoping to serve the country in another way. What did you do? You scolded him, saying that he was obsessed with tricks. You advised him to read more books of sages and serve the court in the future.]
[What's the difference between this and telling a physics major at Huaqing University that there is no future in science and that he should study hard and try to switch to liberal arts and become a clerk in the Imperial Academy?]
[Mr. Huang politely left instead of blasting you all over the face. That's out of respect for his life and his family, okay?]