Arati shook his head.
"The artemisia seedlings have sprouted."
Scared to death!
Ning Wuyan breathed a sigh of relief, then thought about the reason why Alati was depressed, and couldn't be happy after hearing the good news.
He pondered for a moment and then asked Ala: "How many Artemisia annua seedlings will grow?"
"Master Hua brought a total of 22,000 seeds, and 20,000 plants grew."
Such precision shows that these seeds were originally counted one by one by Huashi.
Artemisia annua seedlings can basically survive as long as they can grow out.
Ning Wuyang said to Arati: "I can't go to the imperial mausoleum to pay homage to Master Hua for the time being. You dig up two Artemisia annua seedlings and plant them next to Master Hua's grave so that he can see them too."
"Is this okay?"
Even though Arati is from Qiuchi, he still knows the customs of Daxing people very well.
Especially because he was coming to the capital, Qiuniang specially found him a book on royal taboos.
The Imperial Tomb is an important place for the royal family. Can he, a herb grower, go in?
"Yes, you can take the invitation card I gave you to Miss Shen and ask her to take you in."
Teacher Hua did not see the flourishing scene of Artemisia annua growing in Huangzhuang during his lifetime, so he allowed Artemisia annua to take root in the place where he rested.
Shortly after.
The recipe of using Artemisia annua to improve the cure of dysentery will also be sent to the grave of the Chinese Normal University.
If Artemisia annua juice could be extracted, he would also name it after Huashi.
Ning Wuyang waited for his third brother to bring a small desk and simply wrote down a few words.
He didn't need to explain much. He believed that Shen Youchu knew what his arrangements were and understood what he was thinking.
"Go ahead."
Arati took Ning Wu'an's letter and hurried toward Shen's house without even putting the envelope in it, let alone having lunch.
I learned that Artemisia annua was growing.
Ning Wuyou had something to do in the afternoon.
He asked Yunfei to take out the glass bottle he tried last time and bake it on the kitchen stove.
"Sir, how do you bake it?"
"Bake it like a sweet potato, remember to hold it with an iron tong and stay away from it."
"Why?"
"It might burst...just open it up like boiling water."
In this era, gunpowder had not yet been invented, so Yunfei was still confused about the word "explosion".
But he had encountered the problem of boiling water and opening the lid of the pot before. When he was a child, he also burned his hands by the heat, which he still remembers.
Hearing the young master say that baking glass bottles is so dangerous, he didn't dare to be careless.
When I got to the kitchen, I found the longest iron rod and put the glass bottle between it and put it on the firewood pile.
Unexpectedly, after baking for half an hour, the glass bottle did not burst.
Just when Yunfei was about to fall asleep next to the warm boiler, the baking of the glass bottles finally stopped.
Although the glass bottle has not been fried, its appearance has become much darker, and it is covered with a so-called sealing lid, and a lot of ashes have drifted into it.
"It seems that the quality of this batch of glass bottles is quite good."
It's just that the sealing performance doesn't meet the experimental standards.
In fact, when it comes to extracting Artemisia annua juice, Ning Wuyao only has theoretical knowledge.
As for the specific operation methods, he also knew everything from seven to six.
I can only rely on my memory that when I was doing experiments in middle school, I first restored the flask, beaker and sealer, and finally considered the method of purification.
This is called, before the soldiers and horses move, the food and grass go first.
Fortunately, making colored glaze bottles is about to become the most profitable item among the royal family's making of colored glaze.
More improved products will appear in the future.
The texture of the glass bottle is not crispy, and it will not be fried at any time, which is good.
A person must be content.
With this mentality, Ning Wuchang drew a few more sets of sealant tubes and waited for Zhou Jingxian to take them to the Ministry of Industry to try them out after she returned home.
It was Zhou Jingxian who thought she was almost familiar with the raw material of the Ministry of Industry after spending many days exploring it.
After seeing the hose and its purpose marked on the drawing, the monk who was two feet tall was still confused.
So novel.
So difficult to understand.
"Mr. Ning, what are these things made of?"
"Hose Hose, of course, is made of glue."
It's not that Ning Wuhao hasn't considered intestinal tubes.
But that thing doesn't last, and its sealing is even worse.
It's time to test the capabilities of the Ministry of Industry.
Zhou Jingxian was even more confused.
"glue?"
What is this?
Ning Wuyan had no choice but to give an example, saying that he once saw a rubber tree on a merchant ship coming from the south in Jinling Prefecture and told him about it.
"Rubber tree? I've never seen one before."
Not to mention that Zhou Jingxian had never seen it before, Ning Wuxu had never seen it since he came here.
It is estimated that today it functions only as a tree.
Therefore, no one would travel thousands of miles from the "ends of the world" to the inland.
"This kind of tree grows on the coast of the South China Sea. You can send someone to inquire. The place where this kind of tree grows is relatively close to King Kang's fiefdom."
In order to prevent Zhou Jingxian from looking around like a headless fly, and because the rubber was not discovered before, the name of the tree was not called.
He then used his less than exquisite painting skills to draw the appearance of a rubber tree on paper.
"Just look for it this way. If it looks similar, cut off a section of the tree and send it over to me."
"Since Mr. Ning said he has seen it, there must be such a tree. I will send the drawing to my father's palace and ask my father to send people to search south of his fiefdom. But it will take a lot of time to come and go."
Developing hoses is a long process.
Ning Wuyan didn't expect it to be completed overnight.
"Don't be in a hurry, just let people look for you slowly."
If he couldn't find it, he would have to think of other ways to purify it.
If it doesn't work, just squeeze the juice raw, and then consider adding other items to precipitate and remove impurities... Although he has never heard of that method, he can only cross the river as a blind man feeling for the stones.
But as long as the spirit of research is there and you keep groping forward, you will be able to get the desired results sooner or later.
"Mr. Ning is not in a hurry. My father will be anxious too. I will go find your father right away."
Zhou Jingxian mentioned it casually.
But inadvertently, it was revealed that King Kang attached great importance to Ning Wuchang.
After Zhou Jingxian left, Ning Wushu stared at the white paper on the table in trance for a long time.
It wasn't until the sun set outside the window and cast a golden afterglow on the paper that he came back to his senses and said to himself: "Speaking of which, I remember that tobacco is most suitable for production in Lingnan. Tobacco seeds have already been After being sent to the capital for two months, it will not sprout anywhere else, but it should start sprouting in Lingnan."
At that time, I will propose to Your Majesty that Lingnan be like spring all year round and allow tobacco to grow in Lingnan for a few more seasons.
It should be able to increase some taxes and income for King Kang.
besides.
The name "tobacco growing area" may not have much effect in the first year, but when it comes to the treasure land in Lingnan, it will take less than half a year for the second batch to be planted.
In less than a year, all the people in Daxing will know how King Kang's fiefdom changed from a remote and remote country to a place where the princes who have every inch of land and every inch of land must fight for it.
The conscience of heaven and earth.
He is doing this for great development, for His Majesty to increase taxes and raise cavalry, not for King Kang.
Just as he was thinking about it, the butler Jinzhong stood at the door and reported in a low voice respectfully.
"Master Ning, Prince Yu of the Jin Palace asked to see you. He said that he didn't understand how to use the glass bottles during the competition, so he came here specifically to ask for your advice."
