Yan Bing nodded slowly after listening to the whole story.
It turns out that the last realm of this world, the realm of transformation, not only depends on martial arts cultivation, but also tests the state of mind...
Knowledge points..., write them down, write them down...
Yan Bing was about to remember it silently, but suddenly a question hit his mind...
Since this last realm is so important to the state of mind..., then..., in the yard, how did the guy who rolled his eyes... reach the realm of transformation!???
This is unscientific!??
With his state of mind, at most, he graduated from elementary school and was not satisfied with junior high school...
Could it be...??
Haha..., it seems that you are better in terms of martial arts talent, Master...
Ignoring my state of mind and relying on my martial arts talent to overcome the bottleneck, I guess you are the number one person in ancient and modern times...
"I'm done with my words, it's time for you to fulfill your promise!" Li Lingyue was now holding her chin with both hands, leaning against the table, staring at Yan Bing without blinking, and an aunt's smile appeared on the corner of her mouth...
"I was on the street and contradicted him. He dug a hole for me, but he actually got himself into it. Then he fell in love with me and finished speaking." Yan Bing finished this long list and went back to the cooking pot to reignite the fire, ignoring Li Lingyue, who had already been "petrochemical".
"Yan!!! Qi!!! Hua!!! I'm your uncle!!!" Li Lingyue had a red face, knocking on the table and scolding, and finally ran out of the basement angrily. Along the way, there were constant echoes of her smashing the wall...
"Tsk! Why is this kid still cursing people? It's really..." Yan Bing said to herself, continuing to tinker with her soap.
The soap in the pot has gradually taken shape.
Yan Bing took the fire stick, picked up the head of the cooking pot, slowly placed the pot on the ground, waited for it to cool, then took out a layer of soap on it, poured a thick layer of grease underground into the porcelain bottle.
Yan Bing held up a full bottle of oil and smiled.
Glycerin get!
The next step is nitric acid!!
Yan Bing first moved out the calciner that he had built in advance and piled it directly into the backyard. After all, calcined saltpeter and then obtained nitric acid through oxygen blowing and water separation, a large amount of carbon dioxide will be produced. If it is made in a confined underground space, the nitric acid may be gone before it is produced...
Because the overall volume of the calciner furnace is too large, her small micro blast furnace cannot be formed in one piece at all. It can only be divided into several parts and then connected one by one by the seam-sliding method, so it is difficult to ensure hermeticity.
Let’s take care of the dead horse. It’s better if it succeeds. If it fails, you can only spend some effort to find a larger site and create an integrated calciner.
After setting up a calciner in the backyard, Yan Bing began to put saltpeter into the calcination area, and covered the bottom with coal, poured the hollow layer with water, and placed a porcelain jar under the condensation port made of ceramic.
After everything is ready, ignite the coal, start pulling the bellows, and increase the oxygen content of the hollow layer.
After half an hour of burning, the condensation mouth finally reacted, and a drop of light yellow liquid dripped into the porcelain bottle.
Light yellow!!!??
Yan Bing was immediately overjoyed. He never expected that this simple equipment could extract light yellow nitric acid with a concentration of more than 68% at one time, and he couldn't help but feel a little overjoyed.
Yan Bing, who was delighted with the past, couldn't help but increase the strength of the bellows.
After two hours of calcination, half of the small porcelain jar was stored. Yan Bing then found a bucket of water, poured out the coal, and found a porcelain cover that had been fired in advance, covered it, and then carefully applied the yellow mud to wipe all the gaps and completely sealed the nitric acid.
After all, if this thing evaporates into the air, it is not a joke.
The rest is to wait for the time...
Yan Bing looked up and felt the coolness of late autumn, and smiled proudly. It was not long before the required temperature...
Because to make nitroglycerin, one must be in an environment below 10℃ to succeed. In ancient times, without a "refrigerator" and without a large amount of ice, if someone says that he can produce nitroglycerin all year round, that is pure nonsense!!
In order to prevent the nitric acid from evaporating during this period, Yan Bing found another shovel, dug a hole in the corner of the backyard, put the nitric acid in, buried it in soil, marked it, and found soldiers and notified everyone in the yard not to get close to this location.
She was too lazy to explain why, so she lied that she had created a very poison and buried it under her, and the person who touched her would die.
Do all this and wait for tomorrow to start class~~.
Yan Bing stretched, dragged his tired body, pushed open the door of his house, slapped on the bed, fell to his head and fell asleep...
The next morning.
Yan Bing, who had long been used to going to bed early and getting up early, put on a colorful skirt, tidied up his hair, picked up Qingxuan and came to the yard.
And the waiter also waited for her with a bamboo stick early.
The waiter's real name is Zhao Cheng. His father spent three cents to get the money from the village entrance.
When Zhao Cheng told Yan Bing the origin of his name, Yan Bing just smiled.
Although she didn't know why this scholar gave him the word "cheng", it is not difficult to infer why this scholar was down and out based on his naming level alone...
Since Zhao Cheng entered the mansion, Yan Bing would call him up every time he practiced swords. Two or three days later, Zhao Cheng developed the habit of himself and waited for the "master" in the yard early.
Although the two of them just held a simple master-apprentice ceremony, who told Yan Bing not to care about these things at all?
After practicing for two hours, Yan Bingdun asked Zhao Cheng to rest for a while, practice hard in the backyard, and then went out.
He went alone to the Yongding River, three miles south of the city.
Of course, the so-called so-called being alone was just her thinking that the old man and the emperor's secret guards had long been secretly following her...
After nearly a month, the simple version of the "Academic Academy of Chemical Sciences" at this time has been basically completed with the joint efforts of more than 2,000 soldiers and more than 1,000 craftsmen.
Just like the drawings she designed at the time.
The huge courtyard wall stretched almost for nearly thirty miles, and the courtyard wall was divided into six areas.
These include:
The casting area consists of hundreds of blast furnaces and hundreds of smelting tanks, and is used to mass produce steel and spare parts.
The chemical industry area is composed of dozens of workshops, and each workshop is independently surrounded by a courtyard wall, which is to avoid mistakes in manufacturing projects and cause greater impact and losses.
The waterwheel area is mainly distributed by the river. Twenty huge waterwheel workshops are built along the river. A row is built together, mainly for grinding, drilling, hammering, and stirring.
The assembly area is specifically responsible for assembling and scheduling the spare parts and materials produced in the previous areas, and also building dozens of huge warehouses.
The teaching area is a place dedicated to teaching and distributing drawings to other craftsmen.
Of course, Yan Bing does not intend to teach himself. If he does this, he is not only stupid, but also inefficient.
She had already instructed the craftsmen in advance to select a group of top students from these craftsmen, and she would take them back to her personal laboratory for teaching, and then teach other craftsmen in batches. This not only greatly improves efficiency, but also frees up more time for Yan Bing to do more important things.
As the name suggests, the living area is mainly some tiled houses for residential use, where craftsmen can rest and eat, and they are equipped with canteens, warehouses and reservoirs.
At this moment, Yan Bing stood on the top of a tree that was ten feet high, looking down at his "superior work" from a high place, showing a gratifying smile.
Chinese civilization will take this place as the starting point and stand on the top of the world again!!
Why doesn’t this make people excited and excited?!